Part 6: Stressed Steve and Drunk Dave

Stressed Steve

Drunk Dave

"The thing about Drunk Dave is .. Drunk Dave's bloody useless."

Spike.

"Dave, are you drunk?" said Steve, eyeing up a gently swaying Drunk Dave.

Dave's face broke into a broad, lopsided grin. "Is the emperor a vegetable?" 

"Great." replied Steve. "Bloody great!" They were meant to be clearing out the Scaly pens and the last thing he needed was a rat-arsed Dave staggering around and ballsing things up.

"Ah, stop being so stressed" said Dave, swigging from a can of brake fluid.

"I am not stressed!" Steve muttered through gritted teeth.

"Well .. you look pretty stressed, mate."

"That's only cause i'm paired up with you, you useless tit!"

Dave's grin grew even larger. "Come on, mate, you don't mean that?!" He put an arm around Steve's shoulders. "Need a hug?"

"Piss off, Dave."