The Wrong Sort of Bar For Normal People, New York City - Saturday Evening

[mouthy_merc]

Oh yes, you could tell it was a proper Marvel bar when people didn't so much as look twice at a guy in a red costume, carrying swords and guns wandered on in. There might have even been a small group at the end of the bar in horrifyingly bright colors that showed off their career choices.

No, not drag performers.

Or actors.

"I think we're supposed to start on beer. Or is it liquor? I'm pretty sure it's beer, though. Just as long as you don't drink anything girly after."

[[For a Skywalker]]

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[sith_happened]

Anakin snorted. "Of course it is. Does he listen to a lot of terrible metal bands?"

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"No, he pretty much just kills people. A lot."

[sith_happened]

"Oh, the extreme form of punishment," Anakin replied. "Though I guess that's better than a guy in a skull t-shirt handing out spankings."

And thank you for that mental image, Anakin.

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Deadpool stared at him in horror. "I can never unsee that."

[sith_happened]

"You can if you drink enough," Anakin replied. "Shots?"

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"You owe me so many," Deadpool replied, flagging down the bartender.

[sith_happened]

"Hey," Anakin retorted. "You asked me here."

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"The Punisher, spanking people!"

[sith_happened]

He thought about it. "I get this round and you get the next, as long as you promise not to order buttery nipples."

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"Skywalker, you cad."

[sith_happened]

"Just being thorough," Anakin said with a tiny smile.

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"Barhop! Two of your best slippery nipples and two shots of whiskey!" Deadpool said, waving at the poor, unimpressed man.

[sith_happened]

Anakin would have thumped his head against the bar, but who knew where it had been. "The whiskeys are for me?" he asked hopefully.

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"It's so nice to see you still have a sense of humor," Deadpool replied, shoving the girly shots over at Anakin. "Now drink up, we haven't even got into a bar fight and had SHIELD called on us."

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Anakin made a face but picked up the shot glass. "Well, it's as good a plan as any," he decided.

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"Another five of those and it will be a fabulous idea," Deadpool reminded him.

[sith_happened]

"Maybe six," Anakin said. "I'm no lightweight."

Well, he hadn't been, but he also hadn't been to a bar in two years.

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"And you're also not a cheap date, but we don't hold that against you." Yet. "So, should we start macho posturing now? I've got stories."

[sith_happened]

"Oh, do tell," Anakin said, reaching for the second shot. "Beat up anyone at school I know and don't like?"

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"I'm not allowed to do that anymore," Deadpool whined. "Not even that Max guy!"

[sith_happened]

"Why not?" Anakin demanded sulkily. "He's such an asshole." He turned to the bartender. "Tequila shots, please."

Because nights that started with tequila shots always ended well.