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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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Duo burst out laughing, both at Wufei and then at Heero. Wufei got a tongue pulled out at him. Maybe one day he would get to meet his kinks. But not right now. And as for Heero.

"Just the bunny'll do, Hee. Just make it black, yeah? I've an image to uphold!"

They both grinned in reply.

"I'll get a black one," Heero promised smugly, pleased that his suggestion was being accepted. He already had a bunch of toy sites open on his phone, browsing through the different bunnies available. Hell, he'd sew one himself if he couldn't find one good enough.

"Black, green eyes, maybe a little scythe," Wufei teased with a grin, and laughed when Heero shot him a glower.

"Hey, those are good ideas! Can you even get one like that?" Now he was excited and it was right there in his voice and the way he leaned all over Heero in a bid to get a look at his phone and see what plush toys he had up. "Though it's kinda niche... What kinda shop'd sell a bunny with a scythe?" Duo's excitement eased off a bit when he realised he probably wouldn't get something like that... "But a black bun with green eyes shouldn't be too hard?"

Heero fiddled around on his phone a little, and apparently found something interesting, as his eyebrows were suddenly trying to disappear into his hairline. "We need to go to a mall," he announced, and then showed them both his phone.

"Build-a-bear?" Wufei read the banner at the top of the page. "Would they even have rabbits?"

Duo shifted himself so he was sitting beside Heero and got a look at the phone. He grinned. "Make your own bear, huh? Sure. We could do that. Maybe once you guys aren't broken and plagued. Look expensive though..."

Heero shrugged. "Money isn't a problem," he replied simply, and swiped back to another site that had more bunnies.

"I'm not even going to ask," Wufei decided dryly, getting to his feet and heading into the kitchen. "But I am going to go put more coffee on. Do you want some, Heero?"

"Best never to ask." Duo laughed and finally said to hell with it and just lightly leaned against Heero to watch what he was doing. Normally he wouldn't have been a dick and looked over a friends shoulder while they were on their phone, but this was important. This was bunny shopping! ... Even if he still thought he deserved a cat.

"... Where's my offer?" He called, lifting his head to look over at Wufei. "Playing favourites already? I see how it is!"

Heero grunted at them both, still scrolling through plush toys, marking black rabbits to come back and do a further comparison on.

"You confessed to having had three cups already," Wufei replied blandly. "If you want something to drink it's going to be decaf." He got to his feet and headed for the kitchen, fussing with the coffee maker.

"Three cups?" Heero gave Duo a look.

Duo managed to look sheepish, but defensive too. He pulled away from Heero and shot a glare over at Wufei's back for ratting him out.

"I couldn't sleep... So I figured I'd make myself stay awake so when it gets to night I'll be tired enough to sleep. So I drank coffee to keep me awake. What's wrong with that?" He looked at Heero then, daring him to judge. Duo had seen him set his own damn leg. He couldn't judge him on coffee!

"You're supposed to be the reasonable one," Heero replied dryly, and returned his attention to his phone.

"What's that supposed to mean? I'm reasonable!" Wufei protested from the kitchen.

"You got out of your Gundam to fight Treize with a sword," Heero replied without looking up, pretending very hard that he didn't notice the glare Wufei was shooting at him.

He gave Heero a funny look, genuinely confused. "Have you met me? Okay, granted, Wufei was kinda dumb to get out and use his sword when he could have just slapped that asshole and turned him into a Tyrant Pancake. But I've never been accused of being responsible before..." He gave a theatrical shudder. "Ugh... that makes me feel dirty. Take it back, Yuy! Don't curse me like that!"

Heero smirked faintly. "Then who's the reasonable one? Winner? Barton?" he quirked a brow, as if he'd just laid an impossible challenge at Duo's feet.

In the kitchen, Wufei snorted as he watched the coffee brewing. "It sure as fuck isn't any of the scientists," he decided.

Duo considered the question, then made a rather rude noise in Wufei's direction at the mention of those guys. Responsible for chaos and destruction, sure.

"Uh... Alright, I'm gonna go with Quatre. Of the five of us he's the most likely to go postal, but also financially stable enough to be a responsible adult one day!" Duo grinned, feeling like he had answered the impossible. So take that, Yuy!

"You do realize Quatre surrendered to Trowa because they both had Gundams? What if it had been an Oz soldier in a Tallgeese?" Wufei scoffed.

Heero lifted a brow. "He has thirty-nine sisters and a fourty-man private army." And he might have wondered more than once if those sisters were in any way associated with the men. And if so, which man was Quatre's? Obviously he'd tossed the poor man aside for Trowa, but... "My concussion is still severe," he decided, halfway through that train of thought.

"You do realise he probably did that because he had a hardon, right? And Trowa did it right back. I've no doubt in my mind they found a quiet place and fucked like bunnies right there and then." Duo declared, not caring how vulgar it might have sounded, but also firm in his believe.

Not that it was much of an excuse.

"This guy tried to murder me when he first met me!" Duo jerked a his chin to the side to indicate Heero. "What's more responsible? Horny teens or a trigger-happy one?" He was just getting into a groove, laughing, until Heero mentioned his concussion. Then the laughter faded and he twisted around to lightly touch Heero's temple. "Headache? Hey, Wu? Bring some painkillers over with that coffee."

"What about the guy trying to defend the lady? It's not your fault the other two were mad," Wufei said lightly, pouring two cups of coffee and grabbing the pain killers as he returned to the living room.

Heero hummed softly. "No. Irrational thought patterns," he decided, but he took the pain killers when Wufei handed them over, and washed them down with the coffee.

"I'm just an idiot who watched too much tv." And one who had immediately told his boss to fuck off. They'd all had orders to kill anyone who saw them once they landed, and Duo wasn't about that life.

Still, Duo couldn't help laugh. "Dude, those are just normal thought patterns. The concussion made your brain normal." He gently rubbed his fingers in slow circles upon Heero's temple, just in case there was a headache. It helped him sometimes doing that. "It'll fix itself."

"It's normal to wonder if Quatre was betrothed to a Maguanac?" Heero asked, entirely deadpan but while giving Duo a seriously impressive glower. When you considered the fact that he was leaning into the little temple massage, because headache or not, it just felt nice.

Both Wufei's brows went up, and he glanced at Duo. "Well, you're probably not the first one to wonder," he offered, though he didn't sound sure at all.

"You kiddin? I wondered if it was his harem!" Duo grinned, impervious to that glare and happy to carry on gently massaging Heero's temple. He couldn't get to the otherside so this one would have to do. He glanced over at Wufei and winked. "C'mon, you've never wondered?"

Heero couldn't help the laughter at that. Quatre. With a harem. It was hard enough for him to wrap his head around the idea of the petite blonde fucking, let alone fucking fourty large, strapping men.

Wufei snorted softly. "Not until now, I hadn't," he replied, watching them both with a faint smile. "The only harems in my culture are composed of women."

"Concubines, right?" Duo cocked his head to the side, pretty sure his memory was right there. But he was grinning, pleased he'd managed to get Heero to laugh. He pulled his hand away then and scooted to the edge of the sofa. "That you know of! Who's to say what was going on behind closed doors?"

Wufei hummed in agreement. "Yes, and that sort of thing went out of practice centuries ago," lest they get any ideas. Though he supposed if he really wanted to tease them, he could call them his concubines. "I'm sure a house with too many women would be the talk of any town they lived in. My people love their gossip, and we tend to make it as overdramatic as possible," he grinned.

With a grunt, Heero relaxed into the sofa and nursed his cup of coffee. "Well, what's a male concubine called?"

"You don't wanna know." Duo grinned. "But I know they had eunuchs back then. Which makes my balls ache just thinkin about!"

He would have laughed if Wufei had suggested he was his concubine. It implied he was the tip of their little love triangle and Duo wondered about that. He liked to think they were all on equal terms. At least for now. Maybe he and Wufei a little more equal than Heero, but he'd get there.

"Paramour," Wufei replied without missing a beat, settling into a seat with his own coffee and taking his time sipping at it. "I suppose technically that's the male form of mistress, but it's the closest thing you have in English," he slouched a little, sticking his legs out.

"I thought that was a band," Heero murmured, nursing his coffee.

Duo shot Heero a look. "You did not just say that..." He was learning so many new things about these guys. Like Heero knowing what music was!

"And... I like 'paramour' as a word, but when I looked this shit up I got 'concubinator' as the male concubine." He grinned cheerfully. "For obvious reasons the word stuck with me!"

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