This is my first fanfic that's being viewed publicly. Please kind R&R. =)
(Takes place immediatly after the 4th book)
As the party dragged on and on, none of Montmorency's friends knew that he was being held at gunpoint.
The partied late into the night, getting more and more obscene as the night wore on and the alcohal began to take its toll. Even Doctor Farcett decided to join in on the fun (with much prompting) and the party became ever more frivilous. As Alex swaggered up the stairs to deliver Montmorency another cup of wine, he heard a loud bang, a muffled scream, and a lot of shuffling. He cocked his head, trying very hard to think straight, but not managing to do so. His brow furrowed as he did his best to concentrate, but try as he might, the alcohal had made him exceptionally dim-witted. The glass slipped out of his hand and shattered. He staggered back down the stairs, trying to warn people that something was wrong, but soon forgot after another gulp of strong firewhiskey.
In the early hours of the morning as Frank decided to retire to his bed, his foot crunched above something as he ascended the stairs. Looking down, he saw what could have most likely been shattered glass. Looks like someone got a little too excited. he thought. He popped his head into MOntmorency's doorway, meaning to inquire on how his life story was going and if he had any remedies for headaches after alcohal consumption. He knocked gently and pushed the door open, swaying a bit as he attempted to lean in the doorway.
That's it for now. I did write more, but I'm thinking about changing the direction of it a little. Or maybe getting rid of it in general. Thx for reading!