After the monsters (and you) left for a big school trip to explore the woods, each monster had to stay in a seat in that cramped van that served (and would serve) as their home for a while, and it wasn't very pleasant to say the least.

Whiskey had put his motorcycle in the back of the van so he could drive it around later, since he practically didn't care about this "tour" of nature. You got to know Whiskey a little; he's that guy who seems rude and is rude, even though he's a unicorn, which is ironic. He was sitting in one of the van's seats, and you were next to him, distracted by the view outside through the window. You could see he was impatient, something you'd noticed since the beginning of the trip. He tapped his foot on the ground while muttering to himself:

"What a damn trip, and I still have to put up with this bunch of idiots. It hurts my beauty and patience."

You heard the muttering and, purely instinctively, looked at him, terrible mistake, he realized and quickly turned around, staring you down to the depths of your soul as he adjusted his long, sparkling pink hair.

"What's wrong, idiot?! I'm not having a good day, and I don't want anyone else to ruin it even more."

He said while huffing, but he was also trying everything to calm down, but it seems that after insulting you a little, he became more cheerful, even giving that mocking smile of his while resting an arm instead of leaning back in the seat, impressively he managed to sound handsome and angry at the same time.