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{ The Walk Into A Bar Meme }

The Walk Into A Bar Meme!

The bar's a comfortable place, where everyone knows you just have to walk up, give the bartender a smile, and order up a drink. Everyone goes to a bar sometime, whether to pick up a companion for the night, to pick up a friend, or pick up a drink. You never know the story behind the guy sitting next to you, or the bartender. But that's what bars are for, aren't they? To learn about the guy on the stool next to you, drinking his gin and tonic.

So what do you do in a Walk Into A Bar meme?

1. Comment here with your character and their canon in the subject line.
2. Hit RNG for a number between 1-15.
3. Tag someone else using that number as your character's reason for coming to the bar.
4. Profit!

So, what's your poison?

1. Sex on the Beach - You're here at the bar for one reason and one reason only, to find some company for the night. It might help, to buy them a drink first. But then they might throw that back in your face...

2. Tonic and Gin - Life's been one disaster after another lately, and the only thing that makes it easier is the sweet numbing taste of alcohol...

3. Midori Sour - Your friends dragged you out here and they've suddenly abandoned you for some rock star in the VIP lounge. Are you bitter? Maybe. Or maybe you'll just use the opportunity to flirt with the cute bartender...

4. Shirley Temple - You got a call five minutes ago asking you to come to the bar to pick up your too-intoxicated friend/brother/sister. But now that you're here, theydon't seem to be anywhere to be found...

5. Poolside Pleasure - There's nothing like being on vacation in a tropical paradise, is there? And what better way to soak in that tropical vibe than to swim up to the Tiki Bar for a relaxing fruity drink with a paper umbrella?

6. Moonshine - Maybe you're underaged. Or maybe the bar isn't exactly what you'd call legal. Whatever the reason, you're not supposed to be here, but you are, and while you're here, might as well get something to wet your whistle, right? Just be careful not to get caught...

7. Hair of the Dog - Last night was... do you even remember last night? Probably not, given the wicked hangover pounding in your head right now. Well, nothing cure a hangover like having a drink in the morning to take the edge off, right?

8. Champagne - Something great has happened! Did you get a promotion? Kill your nemesis? Whatever it is, you feel great and it's time everyone celebrated with you. A round of champagne on the house!

9. Shaken, not Stirred - To everyone else, this is a regular bar, but not to you. You know you're here to meet a clandestine contact, an enemy informer or a secret spy. Better play it cool and keep your eyes open...

10. Sunken Pirate Ship - You've been out on the high seas for months, and finally made it into port with your pockets full of gold. What're you going to do first? Drink that gold away or buy some company for the evening? You can do both at the bar...

11. Punch in the Rain - You're the bouncer of this bar and you think the guy sitting next to you has probably had too much to drink. Maybe it's time to cut them off. Hopefully they'll go easy, huh?

12. Bartender - Everyone who walks through the door has a story to tell, and you're the guy they love to tell those stories to. Are you the type to listen, or the type to slip a little something extra into their drink in hopes that they shut up about their sob story?

13. Absinthe - Whatever it is you just drank didn't seem to agree with you. And at the corner of your eye you keep seeing this bright green faerie... Is everything happening around you reality, or have you slipped into some kind of hallucination?

14. 357 Magnum - Did you just insult my mother? Whether or not they did, you sure think so, and you know what's the best way to settle things in a bar? With a bar brawl, of course!

15. Happy Hour - Anything goes! Got another scenario you want to play out, this is the place for it!

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"Weird-ass comfort food, Wu. At least I get chicken soup. That's a flavour! Congee? Heh, guess you've gotta have a taste for that." He couldn't really knock what people enjoyed as comfort food. Duo? He liked oatmeal made in just the right way. That was pretty plain from a different perspective. But it could warm him up from the inside out just by smell alone.

"I'm uh... I'm glad you think of me like that then." No, he definitely couldn't argue. If Wufei saw him as a comfort when he wasn't well then Duo took pride in that.

"Clearly you've never had good congee," he replied with a little chuckle. He was, someday, going to remedy that. Assuming he could remember this conversation or otherwise revisit it in the future. "You can put tea broth in it, or flowers, or salted pork, and it'll remind you of times when you didn't have to be a hard ass," though those times were few and far between, and perhaps 'hard ass' wasn't quite the right description.

"Never had congee at all. Just know of it." Which was kind of why he wasn't pissing all over Wufei's parade about it. If it was something he liked, could he really judge until he'd actually tried himself?

"You're not a hard-ass, Wufei. You're... just doing what you gotta to survive. We all are." And sometimes that meant donning a gundanium shell to keep those pesky emotions of theirs from being seen by others and exploited as weaknesses. Duo hoped one day, if they actually made it out alive, he could put away that shell and see what life was like without having to worry about that. And maybe see a world where Wufei was able to finally remove that stick from his ass.

"I'll make you some," Wufei decided, even though he probably wouldn't remember it in the morning. He hummed a little when Duo said he wasn't a hard ass, and even chuckled. "You know, I always thought you couldn't stand me," he decided. "I like you a lot, but I'm no good to be around. I'm all twisted up, like a pretzel, and you're always so confusing," but apparently in a pleasant way, if their earlier conversation was to be trusted.

"I'm not that confusing, Wu. Once you get to know me." He could be loud, he used humour to deflect, he danced around and moved so fast that he was hard to pin down. Because he was afraid. As much as he wanted things he was afraid he never deserved them.

He'd wanted the five of them to become friends. Brothers-in-arms. That had never happened. Somehow he'd fallen into the role of the annoying friend who showed up to the party late and made a mess of everything. So sometimes he'd play up that. It had become almost a game to him. Because it didn't feel like anyone had paid him any real attention. If they didn't, did it matter really?

Clearly it had. At least to Wufei.

"It wasn't that I couldn't stand you... I just didn't think you liked me. I guess sometimes I try too hard or come on too strong, makes it seem like I don't take things seriously. But I do. And I... I'll try and be less confusing." To Wufei at least.

Wufei hummed softly as he considered that, letting the words amble around in his mind before he decided how to respond to them. "I didn't," he admitted. "Not right away. You were a distraction, and I had a job to do, and I didn't need to be thinking about things I wasn't allowed to have, anyway. My job," he held up a finger, like he was making a very important, very serious point, "was to die gloriously in battle, so that the names of my people would be forever seared into the earth. So they would remember what was done to us, banishing us into a colony and expecting us to just waste away, trying to kill us all with bio-weapons when that didn't work." He paused, as if weighing his next words. "We were the colony they were going to drop."

"Think I was just expecting to die in a fiery ball of hellfire. Nothin glorious. Just so long as I take some assholes with me I'll die happy." Duo didn't think they were really alone in this. He was almost positive they all expected to die in one way or another, die for the cause, die for peace, die bringing the enemy down with them. Whatever way they did it, no one would be surprised when it happened. The real surprise was just how long they had survived up until now. Even when the shit hit the fan, somehow they always seemed to get out by the skin of their teeth.

The hand within Wufei's tightened then. "They were assholes... Sometimes I wonder if they're even worth saving at all. But..." Duo sighed. "Can't punish everyone for the actions of a few. Then we'd be just as bad as the bastards who banished you guys." Or the fuckers who let a plague run rampant on L2 when he was a kid...

Wufei hummed softly. "No one expected us to survive, least of all ourselves," he agreed quietly, his thumb brushing over the back of Duo's hand. "They weren't, but everyone else? The ones left behind to pick up all the pieces? They're worth it. Even Relena. I'm still not sure why I hate her so much," he snorted.

"Maybe because it's so nice she can get to preach about peace and pacifism while we're still fighting for our lives and doin the hard work so she can have both?" He knew that was one of the big reasons he struggled to tolerate her.

"... And you save her damn life and she gets a boner for the guy trying to kill her." Duo grumbled, still salty over that. What kind of person does that? You get saved and then immediately turn around and throw yourself at the one who was determined to kill you on the spot? Not even a thank you to the one who had jumped in to rescue the princess!

Wufei snorted softly. "Is that really how they met? I thought that was just another bad rumor, like the one that said your hair is so long because you think cutting it will kill you."

"That's how they met. Guess how I know? I was the dumbass trying to save her skinny ass!" Duo sighed dramatically. "There I go, trying to be the hero, and Heero ends up the damn hero! We had orders to kill anyone who saw us. He was gonna turn her into swiss cheese. I..." He burst out laughing then. Duo had heard that rumour about his hair and he'd found it funny. He might have helped it along some. Cultivating the best of the rumours was always a fun thing for him to do. "Nah... Hair's this long because a pretty lady I knew liked it that way. It's in memory of her I keep it like this."

"That's a terrible way to meet him," Wufei agreed with a chuckle. "I suppose it's probably a good thing he didn't kill her, she's more useful than she has any right to be," and he giggled when Duo explained his hair, humming happily. "My wife was pretty. She'd've liked you when she was done kicking your ass," he grinned, stretching his legs out as far as he could in the car.

"Who says she'd kick my ass? You don't think I'd be able to charm her?" Duo looked over and flashed a big, bright smile Wufei's way. He'd give as good as he'd get if it did come down to a fight, but for a pretty lady he'd be more inclined to sit and chat than fight.

He laughed. "Your wits aren't faster than her fists were, but you might have been able to talk her down before she did any real damage," he grinned at Duo. "She was stronger than me, in her heart. I was only slightly stronger physically."

"She sounds... really great, Wufei." So why the hell was he interested in him? Surely that was a downgrade from some fierce, amazon warrior princess type? Duo kept that thought to himself. It was one thing to question it internally, it was another to outright question Wufei. He didn't want to do that and risk upsetting him, or even questioning his own judgement. Duo wasn't in the mood to shoot himself in the foot. And if there was any chance of a good thing happening here between them, then he wasn't about to put that at risk.

"Wish I'd been able to meet her. Maybe one day I will." Because who know what happened after death? While Duo didn't believe in God or Heaven, he could wonder about other things.

"She was," he agreed softly, and smiled warmly at the idea of Duo meeting her. He snorted at Duo's suggestion of meeting her, giving his head a little shake. "If you do it too soon, she'll just be angry. Well, if she's not already angry about something else, she always seemed to be ready for an argument at a moment's notice," he chuckled.

Wufei was a bit too drunk to really think through all the reasons he liked Duo so much, let alone how he compared to Nataku, so it was probably a good thing Duo didn't ask.

"I have her funerary tablet," he added, as if suddenly remembering. "If you want to talk to her."

Duo didn't immediately dismiss the offer, he actually considered it for a while before he nodded.

"Sure. One day. A better day than today. Don't just go whippin her out for me to chat to!" Duo smiled, but he didn't look over. They were getting close to the safe house and he didn't want to miss the turning.

"We'll pick a nice day, when no one's drunk and we're all in a better place..." And hadn't had one of the worst battles of their lives.

He giggled a little at that, nodding in agreement. "First impressions are very important," he agreed warmly, sinking down in his seat a little. And giggling some more as a thought drifted through his mind. "I hope the safe house is empty."

"Sure are. And it should... The others went on ahead." Duo had told them to. Had told them to leave Wufei to him. If they'd all ganged up on the guy he'd have only gone on the defensive. Maybe even run. That had been something Duo had wanted to avoid. Not that he wouldn't have chased him down if he had run... Luckily it hadn't come to that.

But his foresight meant that, if the others had listened to him, the save house would be empty. If the other pilots were assholes then they'd be there. Which honestly wouldn't have surprised Duo. Heero trusted him about as far as he could throw his Gundam.

"Just say the word. If the place is packed and you want out, I'll take you someplace else."

"Mmkay," Wufei replied, hiding a yawn behind a hand. He might've run, if they'd ganged up on him. Or decided to fight, and that would've been bad for everyone involved. "They're not so bad. Really fucking weird, but not bad. Am I that weird?" he asked, shifting a little more upright so he wouldn't start nodding off in the car. "I don't feel weird but sometimes they give me looks like I am."

"No weirder than the rest of us." Duo gave Wufei's hand a reassuring squeeze. He didn't want the poor guy thinking he was somehow the odd one out. "If anyone's weird it's probably me... Or Quatre. If they give you a weird look give em one back." Or maybe he'd start keeping an eye out for it happening and shame them for it? Duo had to repress the smirk that threatened to twist his smile. He could have some fun with that.

He nodded, as if Duo had just confirmed his suspicions about it. "Weirdest of all when we're together," he agreed. He paused a beat, glanced at Duo. "I thought Quatre was normal," but now he was trying to rethink that as well as he could. "I usually just glare at them," he mumbled, letting his thumb slide over the back of Duo's hand affectionately.

"You're right, he is normal. That's what makes him weird. Normal in a sea of crazy, fighting in a war when he has a family out there that loves him and a damn army at his beck and call! Guy's nuts for wantin to leave all that to come hang out with a bunch of..." cold blooded killers and terrorists. Duo shook his head and cast a quick, sideways glance at his hand. There really was something strangely comforting about what Wufei was doing. It was why he hadn't bothered to take his hand back. He liked where it was.

He giggled warmly, "a bunch of crazy, reckless terrorists who don't expect to see the other end of this war?" he supplied, with far more cheer than the statement probably deserved. He let out a long sigh, fingers brushing absently against Duo's. "I'm not sure if I want to or not. I don't want to go home."

"That's the one." Duo chirped right back with a laugh of his own. It wasn't really funny, but what else were you supposed to do? If you didn't laugh you'd cry.

"Then make a home." He suggested, his smile softening some. "I don't have a home to go back to. I just figured I'd throw a dart at a map and wherever it hits is where I'll live. If I survive."

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