fandomtownies | Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

Where you sing.

Where you drink.

(Booze booze booze.)

Because alcohol had helped him so much before this, Deadpool was once again at a bar. Thankfully there weren't any blonds around with whom he might accidentally sleep with.

"Gimme something to drink. And make sure it has at least three types of fruit and one umbrella in it. And comes in a fun glass."

(Chimichanga chimichanga chimichanga.)

"And some Mexican food. Do you serve Mexican food here?"

"Tino? Fruity drink for the red guy here," GOB ordered.

"No Mexican food. We have nuts."

"Are they at least Mexican nuts?"

"No, but Tino here is!" GOB joked.

Tino glared at him as he handed Deadpool's drink over.

Deadpool quirked an eyebrow at Tino. He didn't look Mexican.

He took a sip of the drink. Ah, yes. It was as fruity and girlish as he had hoped. He drank it quickly. Mmm, hangover in a glass there. "This time, make it with Tequila mi amigo! Yo quiero Taco bell and all that. Mmmm, gorditas. Nothing says delicious food like something named after a small fat girl."

Aly didn't drink. No, really. But she'd spent the day concentrating on reports and trying not to concentrate on the events of the morning and finally had to leave her apartment and hope that she could find something to distract her.

She slid onto the barstool next to Wade and raised an eyebrow. "Mexican food?"

"It solves all the problems in life that alcohol and weaponry can't. Like hunger," Wade answered without even thinking. "And punishing your gastro-intestinal tract."

She snickered. "As one so often wants to do."

"Of course! Who does it think it is? Absorbing food and nutrients?" Wade gestured toward his stomach with his overly fruity drink. "Not on my watch!" He drank the glass quickly as if to punish his stomach. Although it was really his liver that would hate him in the morning.

Aly refrained from pointing that last fact out.

"Should I even ask what it did to deserve that?"

"Nothing yet, but I'm sure it'll try something soon. Working with various other body parts to make things difficult."

(THIS IS THE SONG THAT DOESN'T END-) He really hated his brain. (-YES IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIEND)

Aly stole some of Wade's (bar) nuts. "As long as it doesn't jump out of you, I think you'll be okay."

"Now you're just giving it ideas."

She shrugged. "Ideas are what I do. Besides. You're keeping it down right now."

Wade waved his empty drink at Tino. "And as long as I don't get gutted, I think they should stay where they are. Though that is a novel experience..."

"It's on my list of things never to try," Aly replied. "I'm conservative that way."

"You drinking?" Wade asked, eying his empty glass sadly. How was he supposed to get drunk and pass out so he wouldn't dream if they didn't give him a steady supply of booze? "I'll buy and not even expect you to put out."

She eyed him. "That's normally an expectation?"

He pointed at Aly. "Attractive woman." He then pointed vaguely in the same direction as Tino. "Bar."

"See the point I'm trying to make?"

"It's a bad point," she grumbled, but she nodded at Tino to bring her a drink of some type.

"Feel free to punch me then," He said, waving his hand dismissively.

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