[color=82ca9d]"Drinking contest, huh...?" A dangerous glint flickers across Sephie's eyes.
"NO." Both Felixter and Ammi tell her immediately.
"Wha-" Sephie begins, looking disappointed.
"Last time you tried actually getting drunk, which you're technically too young to be doing anyway, you almost killed several people! Actually, you DID!" Ammi adds.
"No, that was Felixter!" Sephie retorts.
"Because you insulted me and nagged me until you got me to participate in your stupid idea." Felixter holds his face in one of his paws. "Just no, Sephie. For everyone's sake..."
"...Fiiiine." Sephie huffs.
"I'll do the drinking contest for you!" Kiroketsu offers.
"No, don't let Kiro do it, guys." Meora warns everyone. "He's a cheater. He's a spirit, so he can drink as much as he wants and not get drunk!"
"Y-YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO TELL THEM THAT!" Kiroketsu exclaims. Meora only snickers at his misfortune.
Felixter turns back to Michael, listening  with his ears perked. "Seems like you have situations similar to ours back where you live." He smirks lightly. "My twin sister and I here ran away from our home when we were 11, and took with us the knowledge of the Demon Highlands's, our homeland's, terrible secrets. They did many things to us up until that point, changing our creature species, putting us into an orphanage by saying our mother no longer wanted us, and trying to marry my sister off to the Demon King, who still chases her to this day. We were hated from birth by the true puppet-master of that whole society, so he made our lives hell. We were supposed to die there...but then we left. No one born in the Demon Highlands is supposed to leave or see the outside world. Ever. Now we're constantly chased by that mastermind and his minions. We've lost many lives to them."
"Hai...we're hoping that none of them followed us here...but you can't be sure." Meora nods in agreement with Felixter.[/color]