Akki made this title extremely interesting. (Kristoff)

(A/N Let the games begin)

Kristoff stumbled down the alleyway, mumbling in his drunken state, he was holding a bottle of Vodka in his hand. He seemed to be laughing rather hard at nothing and took a large gulp before sitting against a wall.

Akki walked up to Kristoff, took one good look at him, and came to a conclusion : Her master was drunk. Again. Shaking her head she stared down at him, not bothering to hide her annoyance.

Kristoff looked up at Akki and smiled, "Oh... 'Ey Ak'i, 'ow's it goin'?" he asked, hiccuping between every other word. He drank more from his bottle, "Where am I?" He looked around quickly, obviously completely drunk.

"You're going to be in Hell once you get sober." Akki muttered to herself, although a bit concerned. She extended her hand as an offer to help Master Kristoff up, wincing a bit at the smell of alcohol that hit her nostrils. "Master... you've been drinking again.

Kristoff got up and stumbled around before vomiting against a wall, "When the hell did I eat nachos.....?" Kristoffwalked away from Akki towards the street, laughing. He stumbeled and fell on the sidewalk, laughing harder.

Akki jumped slightly (inwardly, she wasn't know to express many of her emotions) as Kristoff vomited, before wincing again and following him, reaching down and dragging him back up. "Please, Master. We need to find somewhere you can rest."

Kristoff made a gagging sound at the idea, "Come on, Ak-Attack! Let's go party! Live a little!" He stumbled around and took another gulp from his bottle.

Exasperated, Akki once again grabbed Kristoff's arm and took his vodka in her other hand. "You... aren't thinking straight. You need to rest, sir." She protested, before muttering "And I do live."

Kristoff struggled for his drink back but gave up eventually and sighed, "Fiiine, party pooper..." Kristoff walked with her reluctantly.

Disposing of the vodka quickly at the nearest trashcan (and wiping her hand on her jeans. Alcohol? Gross.) Akki led Kristoff down the sidewalk. Where exactly were they going? Akki didn't know, but trusted her gut that some sort of shelter would show itself... though it wasn't easy searching while carrying dead weight.

Kristoff pulled away from her just so he could vomit, he then collapses on a bus bench and falls asleep.

Akki looked back and forth between the new puddle of vomit and her master's sleeping form. That... was quick. A bus bench wasn't her first choice to spend the night, but it would have to do. Akki let out a rare, tiny smile before leaning against a light post to take watch.