You and your old friend Scotland were sitting down infront of a pond at 3 in the morning. Quietly watching the sun come up.
"Hey, Why do we half to be quiet?"you whispered to the red head.
"Your not suppose to fish on Sundays."he said back as he lit another smoke.
"Well that's stupid..."you pouted while mumbling to yourself.
You both hadn't caught a single fish and when you felt a small tug on your rod you jumped up and tried to real it in.
"Go [Name]! You almost got it!"he encouraged but sadly your line broke.
You stood stunned that it got away before falling back to the ground and sighed heavily.
"Well I think that's enough for today."Scotland said as he stood up and put the equitment away.
"Sorry..."you said as you stood up to help him.
Once everything was back to normal you carried it back to his place before falling on the floor.
"Man! I need a drink!"you whinned as you rolled on the floor.
"Here."Scotland said as he handed you a bottle of rum.
"Thanx!"you cheered as you started drinking it down.
"Let just get wasted!"you cheered as you and him just started drinking all the alcohol like it was going out of style.
"Man~!"you whined as Scotland took the last bottle from you and chugged it all.
"Meanie!"you said as he laughed at you.
The rest of the night was a blurr but when you finally woke up it was in the arms of your Scottish friend, and in a jail cell.
"Your finally awake."he said as he let go of you.
"HEY!"you shouted as you landed on the ground.
"Why are we here?"you asked standing back up.
There was a slight pause before he turned to you.
"For killing a Englishman."he stated making you flip.
"WhAT?!"you cried grabbing him by the collar.
"Just kidding lass. It's for being drunk with a cow."he said as he lit up another smoke.