�Alcohol, it changes everything!� Linde warbled. �lalalalala, life is gooooooooooooood!� Mige rolled his eyes, and quickly grabbed Linde before he fell. �You�ve had WAY too much tonight!� He remarked. Lintti giggled �Noo I haven�t Mige! Mige!!! I love you!� spinning round, he tried to hug Mige who caught him once again. �Yes you have!� he said.
They had of course been at one of their regular haunts: a bar near to the Tavastia, and Lindy had once again over-indulged himself. Now he was singing happily to himself and skipping about like some sort of fool, and naturally driving Mige crazy. Ville had of course departed hours previously accompanied by an attractive young woman. At least one of us is gonna have fun tonight Mige thought to himself. He must have been thinking aloud, for Linde looked at him, eyes bright and merry, and piped up �We�re going to have lots of fun too just you and me, me Mige!! me! You love me don�t you Mige!!� the stream of gibberish continued as they approached Mige�s house. Mige decided that it would probably be safest for Linde to stay over. Linde agreed. After Mige had let them in, Lindy bounded up the stairs excitedly, like some sort of insane small animal. �and one, and two, and threeeeeeeeeeeee!� Laughing drunkenly, he proceeded to count all 13 of Mige�s steps. �This is going to be a long night� Mige predicted. �Indeed yes it will be!� Linde said. �I wanna play Twister!!! Mige can we play please please??� Unbeknown to Mige , Linde had discovered the old Twister game stashed on top of his cupboard.
�Remember how we used to play?� Lindy giggled. �And when Ville was drunk and he played too and he played special versions!!! That was fun fun fun for everyooonnneee!�
�Yeah?� well how about we play a different game Lily. See, in this game, you go to bed, sleep off your drink and wake up nice and fresh and pretty tomorrow! And no you definetely do NOT drink even more and get a hangover!� He added hastily. Because at that very moment Lily was heading towards Mige�s drinks cabinet. �No more Linde!� he cautioned. �Please!�
�Whaaa, you wants one toooo?� Slurring but happy, Lindy poured two drinks; in the process most of these ended up on Mige�s floor.
�NOOOOOOOOO! My beautiful carpet!! Linde! I love that fucking carpet I even occasionally wear it as a stage outfit!�
Linde started to cry. �Migeeee!� he sobbed. �Didn�t, didn�t mean to do that, Linde bad, bad bad aren�t you Mikko? Mige I�m sorry! He brightened. �Ooh! It�s ok! We clean it up together!� He ran into the adjoining room, where he snatched up a cloth, then ran back and enthusiastically set about �making my Mige�s house nice and clean, nice and clean� That was what he mumbled, over and over as he scrubbed.
�LINDE!� then more gently �Linde. It�s all gone now.You don�t need to wipe anymore�
�Yes! oh, ok. Now what we gonna do?� Linde asked.
And Mige replied, a tired look on his face. �Erm, I think we�re gonna go..
�Rocking tonight?� Lindy cut him off, hopefully.
�No, i was meaning bed. Now go sleep!�
�Ok, night night Mr Mige �
�Goodnight Linde�
And with that Linde finally went to bed. And so ends our drunken tale...and the next morning, when Mige went to take a bath, he found Linde, fast asleep and dreaming of special rubber ducks.
THE END