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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 just pouted. The second time he was 'nudged' he shifted his leg and nudged right back.

"See? Masochist." But it was clear Duo was trying, and failing, to hold back his smile. He loved Wufei to bits and recognised he was trying to cheer him up. Duo wasn't even sure how he'd ended up with this line of conversation or feeling down about it. Maybe he really was just that tired? "But thanks, Wu."

Wufei rolled his eyes, but he was smiling in reply. "You're welcome. Even if I'm holding the coffee hostage," he teased gently, and settled in to relax for the morning. Keeping an eye on both his troublemakers. Boyfriends. Same difference.

He was definitely grinning into his mug.

"I don't actually like pain," Heero mused. "But I'm used to it."

Duo settled back too, again with a pout, though this time over he coffee. He really felt like he needed some more... Or maybe he could go and grab an energy drink instead? Wufei said he couldn't have coffee but not one of those!

"Dude, that..." Wasn't good, but then again wasn't it the same for them all? How often had any of them been hurt and carried on regardless. Duo sighed and just leaned himself against Heero's side. "It sucks that any of us had to get used to it."

"There is plenty of tap water," he said lightly, as if he could hear Duo thinking about coffee or other, heavily caffeinated substances.

"Yeah," Heero agreed. "But better us than someone else," they'd known what they were getting into, all of them. At least on some level, anyway. They'd all had difficult lives already, were no strangers to pain and suffering, and if they could take more to make sure even worse didn't happen to others? As far as Heero was concerned, it was a worthwhile sacrifice.

But it did give him pause. "Did they do gene editing on you?"

"On me? Nah... Didn't need to. I've a high tolerance naturally... Well. Maybe not naturally... Growing up the way I did, you'd get used to a beat down or you died." And Duo was a survivor. What didn't kill him only made him stronger and more thirsty for revenge against those that hurt him. It was why, even under OZ torture techniques, he never did break. There was nothing they could do that hadn't been done by bigger and nastier people. Except maybe trying to publicly kill him. That had been a new one.

Wufei hummed in agreement. "Part of learning martial arts is learning how to take a hit and keep going," he agreed, sipping at his coffee. "The only one of us that probably wasn't used to it before is Quatre, but even he'd seen battle before meeting Sandrock."

"It makes the pain distant for me," Heero replied. One of the reasons he'd been able to set his own leg and keep on going. It also made other things distant, but that was a conversation for another day.

"Quatre is a law unto himself." Duo chuckled softly. He didn't know how a guy like that got into this game, but despite his looks, Quatre was a tactical genius. He was tough. But soft. He didn't know the world the like a lot of them did. Hadn't experienced a lot of the horrors that they had. And for that Duo was actually glad.

Duo had been leaning against Heero, but at those words he'd turned a bit, enough so he could curl an arm around his middle, low enough not to bother his ribs.

"I wanna kill that bastard." He muttered darkly. "Who the hell would think doing that to a person was a good idea?"

Quatre was peculiar, that much was certain, and Wufei would follow him whenever they needed to work together. He generally preferred to work alone, but there was no denying that the five of them together were nigh unstoppable. He glanced over at Heero. "Someone who thought of him as expendable," he said bitterly.

Heero grunted in agreement, lowering his head onto Duo's shoulder. "I did," he admitted. "He didn't do anything to me that I didn't agree to," and conveniently left out the way he'd been conditioned into doing whatever he was told.

"Then you're a dumbass." Duo muttered. He'd turned his own head to rest against Heero's chest and it was the stupidest thing he had ever done.

His eyes started to shut.

His body began to relax.

Duo tried to fight it, but was losing fast. He really was just so damn tired.

"That's why he needs you to balance it out, smartass," Wufei teased, grinning into his cup as he watched Duo fade.

And Heero? Heero just looked halfway between bewildered and excited. And he wasn't going to move until he absolutely had to. Having Duo fall asleep on him was something he'd never expected and intended to savor while he could.

Duo might have said something witty and scathing back at Wufei, but Wufei would never get to suffer the humiliation of being put down so effectively by the great Duo Maxwell! Since he was fading fast.

In moments he had well and truly fallen asleep. A rare deep sleep where he was completely relaxed against Heero's side. Trusting in the others to keep him safe.

And keep him safe they did. Though perhaps not in the ways Duo would have preferred. Heero refused to move, holding Duo and trying very hard to be as soothing a presence as possible. Which involved a lot of thinking nice thoughts and smiling like an idiot.

Wufei, on the other hand, was feeling a great deal better than he had in quite some time. So he cleaned the kitchen, got some potatoes and chicken in the oven, and then turned a movie on, volume kept low enough not to wake Duo, and settled in to watch.

When Duo woke, it was to the scent of roasted chicken smothered in herbs, potatoes roasted in the rendered fat, and asparagus steaming on the stove, where Wufei was in the process of plating everything up.

Duo slept for several hours within Heero's arms. Left to his own devices he might have ended up in his lap, but if Heero had hold of him then that was where he would have stayed. He was warm and he was comfortable and he was happy. And thankfully he didn't dream. He was exhausted enough that the dreams just didn't bother with him.

It was the smell of cooking food that woke him. His stomach growled and soon he groaned. Eyes blinked blurrily as Duo lifted his head... to find Heero right there.

"Uh... hi?" Duo was confused in that moment, brow wrinkling and wondered just how he'd managed to get so close to Heero freakin Yuy without being strangled.

Until memory surged in and he remembered why Heero wouldn't strangle him.

With that memory came a soft smile and eyes that closed again so he could drop his head onto Heero's shoulder. "This is nice..."

Heero was too afraid that moving farther would wake Duo, so he stayed fairly upright, and Heero was more than happy to have him there. He smiled as Duo woke, looking up at him like that, smile changing to a grin when Duo smiled at him. "Yeah," he agreed in a warm whisper, and leaned in to kiss him, ever so gently.

"Dinner's nearly ready," Wufei called when he heard them starting to talk. "Come to the table."

Duo's eyes closed when Heero leaned in and he brought a hand up to press to his cheek, returning that kiss softly. At least at first. He moved in for a deeper one that lasted a handful of seconds before he heard Wufei calling to them.

He pulled away then, grinned and gave Heero a light kiss to the corner of his lips before he got himself up and stretched. Duo yawned and headed over to Wufei. Without saying a word he'd grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss of his own. Duo felt like a new man after a few hours sleep. While he could easily do with some more, this was good enough. He grinned against Wufei's lips happily.

"You cooked?"

The sound Heero made when Duo deepened the kiss was positively sinful, and barely audible. He was flushed when Duo pulled away, but smiling as he watched him go.

"Just something simple," Wufei agreed, about to say more before he was ambushed with that kiss, chuckling into it. "Help me get it to the table," he said warmly, but didn't pull away to hand him a plate.

Duo very much intended to kiss Heero like that more often! He was nice to kiss, and responsive too!

But food! Duo was famished and it smelled amazing. And he really kind of wanted to kiss Wufei too. He kissed him again and dropped his head to bury into the side of his neck, arms wrapped tight. "Gimme a sec..." Just a second or two, he just wanted to hold him and then he'd help out.

"You're feelin better?" He asked, voice muffled, but hopefully. Duo really hoped Wufei was, and that he hadn't pushed himself into doing all of this cooking because he'd crashed.

He was glad Duo thought so, because he didn't have any experience at all.

Wufei laughed softly, sliding his arms around Duo and hanging on for as long as he needed. "Much better," he agreed. "But you'll be pleased to know I did all the prep work sitting down so I wouldn't tax myself to the point of making you worry," he assured, and you know what? Those pockets were right there, and they were just begging for his hands to be in them. So he put his hands in them and hummed happily.

While they were busy with that, Heero came out and got drinks on the table.

Duo was pleased, as expressed by the bright smile he gave Wufei and the happy kiss to the tip of his nose.

"Thank you." He knew it was dumb and knew Wufei had only done it for him. Left to their own devices they would probably push themselves way too hard. But it made Duo feel so damn loved knowing that, even when he wasn't there to see it, Wufei was thinking about him and looking after himself.

It made him feel somewhat bad he'd failed to do the same... But now he was more rested he fully planned to look after himself properly, as well as the others. He could do it. They could do it. Take care of each other. That's exactly what they all needed.

Wufei smiled warmly, humming happily in reply. "You're welcome," he replied lightly. It was strange, to take things so cautiously, but at the same time it was weirdly pleasant to know that Duo was actively worrying about him. "But you should eat my cooking before it gets cold," he teased, sliding his hands out of Duo's pocket and kissing his nose right back.

As Heero moved around them, getting the plates to the table and taking his seat.

"Yessir!" Duo laughed and accepted that kiss with a grin. When they parted he was able to move away to help Heero finish setting the table and dropped down into a seat. So far he'd only been eating his own cooking. He looked forward to eating something Wufei had made.

"It smells really good, Wu!" And if it smelled amazing he was sure it'd taste just as good. "Right, Heero?"

Wufei followed them to the table with the silverware, settling into his seat with an easy smile as he passed out the silverware. "I hope it tastes as good, I've never used some of these spices before," or done baked chicken before, either, from how heavily he'd packed the spices onto the chicken. It was practically a crust.

"Yeah, it smells really flavorful," Heero agreed with a smile, cutting into his chicken with a soft hum. It looked good, too, and he took a first bite, following it up with a happy sound. "I like it," he mumbled.

Luckily there wasn't much that Duo wouldn't eat, or couldn't eat, so even if it was awful he would have eaten every last scrap. Just as lucky, while crusted with spice, it was pretty damn good.

"It's not bad!" Duo grinned. "Maybe hold back on just how much spice you use, but I really like it." He winked and tucked in, devouring his meal.

Wufei nodded. "I used a recipe, and I think the measurement was supposed to be for all the chicken, not for each piece," he admitted sheepishly.

"I like it," Heero repeated, and stuffed another bite into his face. And he scraped a little blob of spices off his plate and ate that, too.

"It's really good though!" Duo grinned, needing Wufei to know that. "If there are seconds going I'd be all over that!" And Heero too, apparently. He was near licking his plate clean. Which was adorable. And weirdly made Duo happy. The poor guy pretty much lived off of military rations. And while he'd eaten his fair share himself, nothing beat a good, homecooked meal.

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