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Happy Birthday, @septic-dr-schneep! I hope you like the fic! 😊🎁

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Chase wandered around the house alone, because Marvin had to go to the store for herbs, and the rest of the egos were working. Chase, though sober for quite a while, longed for even a small shot of alcohol. Chase wandered into Marvin's room to see if he had any alcohol, when he noticed a glowing, purple, bubbly, substance in a beaker. Though a gut feeling deep inside him told him not to drink it, he had to know what it tasted like. After his eyes darted around the room, checking to see if the cost was clear, he snatched the beaker from the stand it was on and started to drink. At first it was only a sip, but after he noticed it tasted like candy, he had to keep drinking. He barely breathed through the gulps, and eventually there was no flavour to it anymore. He finished it off just as Marvin came through the door.

Shutting the door behind him, Marvin walked up to the kitchen counter and placed the groceries down, preparing to put them away. "Chase!" Marvin called up the stairs in a breathless sigh from walking. "I'm home!" Within moments, Marvin heard a loud crash like glass shattering and a loud thump afterwards come from his room, and he bolted upstairs. Marvin flung the door open in a panic to see Chase sprawled out on the floor, the beaker now smashed on the floor. Marvin bent down and examined both Chase and the bottle before widening his eyes at the conclusion the scene led him to. "Oh Chase," Marvin said in a small, almost completely unintelligible, whisper. "Tell me ya' didn't" Marvin check for a pulse on Chase's wrists, his breath hitching in anticipation. After feeling the pulse, Marvin sighed and began to drag Chase to his bed. "Don't scare me like that, buddy!" Marvin said, his heart pounding out of his chest in fright. Marvin picked up Chase and carried him back to his bed.

After what seemed like days, even though it was only an hour or so, Chase finally came to. "Ghhn..." Chase groaned in pain. "Marv...?" His words are very groggy sounding and slurred together as he spoke. "Did you drink the purple potion on my desk?" Marvin asked him bluntly, still sounding nice somehow. "Y-yesssss...?" Chase replied, reluctantly. Marvin shook his head and continued to stir a mixture of herbs and liquids. "I thought so..." Marvin said with a chuckle. "Why DID you drink the potion?" "I may or may not have thought it was alcohol...?: Chase answered, reluctantly. "I just get so bored and sad when I'm alone for so long..." "Well, you can come with me next time so you don't have to be alone." Marvin said, happily. "Really...?" Chase asked, happily. "Of course!" Marvin said, happily. "Just promise me you won't do that again and you won't drink alcohol again." Marvin said, sternly. "Okay..." After a moment of thought, Marvin said; "that potion you drank was supposed to be a healing potion for scrapes and gauges but due to a missing ingredient and extra of another ingredient it became a potion that knocks people out for an hour or so." Marvin poured the mixture of herbs and liquids into a bowl and gave it to Chase. "I'd drink that now if I were you. It loses its healing properties if it cools down too much." "Okay..." Chase said. "Marvin...?" "Yeah?" Marvin replied. "Thank you." Chase said, happily. "No problem, Chase." Marvin said with a smile. "Get well soon."

The End.

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