You are Mobian

Funny tasting water?

"Well, well, well, looked what the cat dragged in."

"Stop messing around Rouge, you know what I need." Shadow grumbled.

Giving a small chuckle at the Edgie Hedgie she gestured for him to come inside Club Rouge."Come in then." sauntering over to the bar she asked "But why have you brought Silver along?"

"I helped him find the latest Chaos Emerald. After this we're going to Angel Island to give it back to Knuckles." Silver answered.

"And is there any chance I could convince you to hand over that pretty jewel to me rather than Knuckles?"

"Knock it off Rouge and just give me that damn file."

Giving a sigh Rouge knew she couldn't convince Shadow. "Fine." she then opened a door that led behind the bar "I've had it since yesterday since GUN insisted I give it to you."

Shadow followed Rouge behind the bar to get the all important file, which contained details of his next mission after retrieving the latest Emerald, which Shadow had asked Silver for some assistance with. After all his powers were very useful.

Silver had accepted happily, pleased to be given something to do. He hung back looking around the bar, having never seen one before. There were several neon lights, bottles upside down pinned to the wall, pristine glasses in rows and fridges holding many drinks. 

However looking at the many drinks, spirits, wines, beers and whiskys, none of which he could identify himself, they all just looked like drinks to him, he grew thirsty. Stepping behind the bar he found what looked like several bottles of water under the counter.

Figuring Rouge wouldn't mind him helping himself to some water he took a large sip from one of the bottles, only to grimace at the taste.

"Ugh! That tastes disgusting!"

He was used to water having a foul taste from his apocalyptic future, but not tastes as revolting as this. But he figured that it might be similar to medicines, they also had horrible tastes, yet they were good for you.

So he kept taking sips, but after three more swigs he started to feel dizzy clutching the counter desperately trying to stay standing. His vision was ever so blurry and there was an overwhelming warm feeling in his chest.     

"Silver! Why on Mobius are you drinking my Vodka!?"

The last thing Rouge and Shadow had expected to see after being absent for five minutes was Silver half lying on the counter, accompanied by an opened bottle of Vodka.

"What's Vodka? And why does the water taste so funny?" Silver asked in a slurred voice.

"Oh sweet Chaos..." Shadow mumbled pinching the brim of his nose.

"What sort of idiot mistakes Vodka for water!?" Rouge asked gesturing to the drunk in her bar.

"The type of idiot who had no alcohol in his timeline, in an apocalyptic future I don't think some off tasting water would have bothered him too much." Shadow deducted.

"Well what are we going to do with him now? He can't stay here." 

But then Rouge had a devilish thought to herself, placing a hand to her chin.

"Actually, I know just what to do."

~Meanwhile~

(Y/N) sat in her home contently perched on her sofa reading through her scrap book, it was filled with many cut outs and prints of various recipes, trying to decide on what sweet treat she should make next. Whenever she wasn't away on adventures she would be baking her heart away.

But her decision making was interrupted with a swift:

*Knock!* *Knock!*

"I wonder who that is."

Opening her front door however she was met with an... unexpected surprise. There Shadow stood, acting as a crutch for Silver who looked like he'd been hit by a bus.

"I'm just the messenger, take it up with Rouge." Shadow said pushing Silver towards her.

He stumbled and she was just only able to help him keep balanced gripping his shoulders.

"Wait what-"

But she was cut off by a bright flash as Shadow Chaos Controlled. Silver was now using her as a crutch holding onto her as she had a arm wrapped around his torso to keep him up right.

"How did I end up here?" he asked in the same slurred voice looking around.

"Lets just get you inside first, you sound pissed as heck to me."

With a large amount of difficulty (Y/N) helped Silver inside and he practically dive bombed onto the sofa, he mumbled to himself as he sat up awkwardly.

"How on Mobius did you get drunk in the middle of the day?" (Y/N) asked at a loss, hands on hips.

"What's drunk?"

Oh sweet Chaos... This is not going to end well. She thought to herself. 

"Where exactly were you before Shadow dumped you on me?"

"I was at some flashy place, I drank some really funny tasting water... Rouge got made and shouted Voda."

"Funny tasting water? What on Mo-

But (Y/N) cut herself off as she connected the dots. Silver had obviously mistaken Vodka for water and accidentally gotten himself pissed. But why had Shadow dropped him off here?

"You stay put, I need to make a call." she instructed in a motherly tone.

"Okay." he nodded like a kid.

Stepping out into the hallway she picked up her house phone and dialed a number, it rang a few times but then she felt someone poking her shoulder.

"(Y/N)..."

"Get off Silver I thought I told you to sit down." (Y/N) tried to usher him away.

"(Y/N)..." he kept poking her.

The ringing on the other end ceased with a "Hello?".

"Ah Rouge! Finally!" (Y/N) exclaimed. Taking Silver's hand she led him back into the sitting room as he continued to pester her "I've got a bone to pick with you." she said sitting Silver back down.

"Oh, have you now?" Rouge chuckled.

"Why did Shadow drop off a drunk Silver at my house?"

"(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N)..." Silver continued to pester and poke her. 

"Stop it I'm talking." she lightly slapped his hand away "What exactly are you planing Rouge?"

"Oh come on we both know you like the naive little thing, as he's drunk you never know, he may let something slip about how he feels." 

"(Y/N)!? (Y/N)!? (Y/N)!? (Y/N)!?"

"Silver would you please be quiet for a one second!?" returning to her conversation "Okay ha ha (!) Very funny Rouge, now would you please come and get him?"

"Sorry, no can do Hun."

"But-

"Bye bye now!"  

"(Y/N)! I need to tell you something!"

"What is it!?" she asked pulling the phone away.

She looked straight at Silver as he sat on the sofa, there was a moments pause before he stood up slightly bumping their noses together.

"Boop!"

He sat there content, seemingly pleased with himself.

"Silver..." she growled lightly.

As Rouge said I can't deny I have a crush on him, but I hate dealing with drunks. (Y/N) more than once had been the 'designated driver', due to the fact she hated drinking. But this had led to her having to deal with her drunk friends more than once.

So she knew that the only thing she could do was keep Silver out of trouble until he eventually passed out and got the vodka out of his system, but then she'd probably have to deal with Silver having a hangover.

"There, I said it." he smiled.

Sighing (Y/N) went to put the phone back on the stand, but she had barely left the room for a second when-

*CRASH!*

"Silver what the hell are you doing!?" she demanded running back into the room.

Only to see her coffee table toppled over, one of the legs broken, Silver lying on top of it.

"You were out the room for so long, I wanted to look for you, but I tripped..."

"I was only out the room for a second." she sighed, simply helping him up and back on the sofa. "Please just, stay put whilst I clean this up."

He nodded and she then picked up the broken coffee table along with the snapped leg and dragged them to her back garden.

Great I'm going to have to replace that now... I just hope he falls asleep soon.

However making it back inside the sofa was now turned on its side!

"Oh Silver this is getting ridiculous!" she snapped.

"I sneezed and my powers turned the sofa on its side!" he whined laying on his stomach on the floor. 

For what felt like the millionth time (Y/N) hoisted Silver back up, this time dumping him onto an armchair.

"Are you mad?" he asked as she struggled to put her sofa straight.

"A little..." she struggled to say underneath the weight if the sofa.

His ears dropped.

"But I don't want you to be mad..."  

Finally setting the sofa straight she breathed out in triumph. "Well stop flipping my furniture and thinking when I leave the room I'm not coming back."

But when she looked back at him eyes were watery.

"I'm sorry."

"Hey, hey, I didn't mean to make you cry." she said soothingly stepping over to him.

"I'm sorry!" he cried again hugging her torso.

"It's alright, I forgive you."

"Please don't be mad! I love you!"

"H-hey I said I forgive you." she said patting his quills.

"Didn't you hear me!? I said I love you!" he repeated hugging her tighter.

"Silver you're drunk-

"But I'm being serious! I love you!"

"A-alright, I believe you."

(Y/N) blushed heavily as he continued to sniffle as she stroked his quills, refusing to let her go. Is it true? Does he really love me? Or is it just the booze talking? He gave more sniffs and he eventually calmed down.

"Have you calmed down now?" she gently asked.

"Yeah." he nodded "Can I have cookies?"

"You want cookies?" she asked back, a little surprised at the sudden request.

"Yeah."

"Okay, I made some a few days ago. But you have to wait here."

With that (Y/N) left Mr Tipsy on his own heading into the kitchen. Rummaging around her cupboards she hoped she had what Silver wanted, but unknown to her Silver had silently left the room following her. 

However he was still drunk and suffering from double vision, which led him to knock his head on the door frame, and knock himself out. To which (Y/N) was notified by a sharp.

*Thud!*

Followed by a larger thud as he fell to the floor.

"What the!?" turning around she was met with the dead beat on her floor "Silver!?"

Rushing up to him she knelt down shaking his arm "Silver!? Are you okay!? What happened!?"

His simply response was to sleepily mumble "Mmm, cookies..."

(Y/N) didn't know whether to sigh in relief or frown at her drunk crush, on the positive side he was asleep now which meant he wouldn't be too much of a bother anymore. 

"What am I going to do with you? You dummy." she sighed.

Next was the hardest task by far, shifting Silver from the floor to somewhere comfortable he could sleep. Slinging his arm over her shoulder she groaned at his weight, quickly deciding that there was no possible way she could get him upstairs Silver found himself back on the sofa.

Grabbing a blanket from the airing cupboard she tucked him up and if he didn't still smell of vodka he would have appeared as childlike again. Thankfully, for (Y/N), Silver barely stirred for the rest of the day and long into the night. But come the next morning (Y/N) was ready to deal with what would come next.

Waking up Silver gave a loud groan gripping his head.

What on Mobius happened to me? I feel like I've been punched directly by Iblis...

"Good to see you're awake."

Peering over to the door a vibrant blush sprung to his muzzle when he saw (Y/N) walk in. She was also holding a glass of water and pack of painkillers.

"(Y/N) !? How did I end up here?" He winced clutching his head "and why does my head hurt so much?"

"You got drunk silly" she said taking a seat next him, handing him the class of water and painkillers "and being drunk is caused by dehydration so drunk plenty and take these, they'll help."

"Alright. But what does drunk mean?" He asked doing as she instructed.

"It's when you drunk too much alcohol and struggle to control yourself."

"I've heard of alcohol." He grimaced at the taste of the painkillers "but we never had any of it in the future."

"Well I wouldn't expect you to. Especially as you mistook vodka for water."

"Vodka?"

"It's an alcoholic drink."

"Come to think of it" he rubbed his still sore head "the last thing I remember was being at Club Rouge."

"Are you sure that's all you remember?" She asked, teasingly.

"Yeah.... W-why did I do anything wrong!?"

"Well apart from you breaking my coffee table, flipping over my sofa, and knocking yourself out. No nothing at all."

"Oh sweet Chaos...." He moaned burying his head in his hands.

"And-

"Oh great there's more!"

"You said a couple of things."

"W-what kind if things!?"

But if Silver thought he was blushing heavily now, it was nothing compared to how much he blushed when (Y/N) replied, by placing a quick peck in his forehead.

"I feel the same too." She smiled "you'll figure it out. But I'll go get those cookies you wanted earlier."

With a giggle she skipped out the room leaving a very befuddled Silver.

"W-wait what do you mean by that!? And c-cookies!?"