fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [01/01].

For as much crap and vitriol that Summer gave to Tino, she did have to hand it to him: when it came to his job, he was actually pretty good at it, most of the time. She was half-worried about what kind of still lingering mess from last night's New Years Eve party might be in the bar, but the place was actually pretty clean and orderly when she got there. The only suggestion that there had even been a party last night was the ubiquitous glitter that would take at least a few days to fade away and disappear, but that was clearly nothing against Tino's efforts of cleaning but just the general nature of glitter.

She was so impressed that she was all ready to actually be pretty nice to him.

But then he started talking to her about his New Years Resolutions, which did (of course) involve CrossFit, and any good will she had resolved to have toward him this year quickly dissipated.

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Start your New Year out with some newfound karaoke glory!

Come get your drinks, your jello shots, and ignore the fact that you were probably just here only last night!

Of course Stark was here. He could hardly start off the year on a jello night not coming to the bar!

Even if it felt like he'd only just left.

"Hi," he said, leaning across the bar for a kiss hello.

"Is that one really fish?" he asked once he'd leaned back and looked carefully at the board.

"I don't know," Summer said, in a sing-song voice as she settled back from the greeting kiss with a grin and an innocent shrug her shoulders, before she started dedicatedly setting the shots in order of appearance on the board in front of Stark. "Maybe. Guess you'll have to just try one to find out!"

"I suppose I will," Stark said with a dramatic little sigh. "Start the new year off correctly, with horrifying jello?"

He grinned then. "Although I think we started this year very well once already."

"We did," Summer agreed with a nod, as she started mixing a cocktail for Stark as well. "And I was about to say, you can really only start the New Year once, but then I remembered, wasn't it last New Year's, we went through a bunch of different time zones? Maybe it was a different year, I don't really remember, but I'm pretty sure that was a thing at one point."

"That was last year," Stark confirmed. "We had so many starts to the year." And he'd told her he was lucky to start the year with her every time.

"Starting it just the once this year was good though. With you." He'd never had a girlfriend to kiss at midnight before, Summer!

He lifted the shot which contained an unknown amount (hopefully zero!) amount of fish and held it up to her in a sort of toast before biting into it.

"God," Summer sighed wistfully, a nostalgic glimmer in her eyes as she thought back to that oh-so-long time ago proudly and set down Stark's drink, "that was such a good idea. I really do come up with, like, the best ideas..."

She knew there'd be no objection to that statement would be coming from Stark, so, with that, she just smirked faintly and waited to see how this fish-or-no-fish adventure was going for him.

"That was one of your best ideas," Stark agreed.

He finished off the jello shot and grinned at her. "Chocolate is much better than actual fish."

He picked up the lemon next. "Fish in jello is not a good idea, in case you weren't sure."

"Fish in jelloc Summer stated, with a defiantly cool lift of her chin, "is a great idea, and if you're really gonna sit there and besmirch the very foundation of my art and soul, Stark, well, I'm not going to take it. It'll be nothing but fish in jello next week. It'll be all fish, all the time."

"Candy fish," Stark countered. "Those are fine. Or maybe jello shaped like fish?"

He'd brought this on himself. Tragic, really.

"Please?"

"Nope." He didn't really think that would work, did he? And now Summer was grinning with her arms folded in front of her in stubborn insistence. "Nothing but real fish. No imitations, substitutions, or exceptions allowed."

He had a faint hope, that was all.

"Candy fish are real fish," Stark pointed out. "They just aren't made of fish they're made of candy. And...and..."

He was trying to come up with something convincing.

"There must be some way I could change your mind."

"Well, yeah," said Summer, "I told you. I said I'd do all fish shots if you kept talking shit. So, you know..."

She gave him a grin that was almost a little bit apologetic in all its wryness.

"Quit while you're ahead."

It was an important lesson for Stark in almost all facets of his life, really.

Stark opened his mouth, closed it, and nodded.

"You're right," he said. "No more talk of f-, of that."

He could be taught!

"Best to talk of other ideas."

Summer's expression lifted with a sort of warning at that F playing at the tip of Stark's tongue, and then nodded when he had the sense to cut himself off, thus saving everyone from a sea-splendid specials board spectacular.

For now.

"Oh yeah?" she asked. "Like what?"

"If we should take trips again this semester," Stark said. "Like we were doing on Thursdays. Or maybe it would be better to do longer ones, but not so often?"

"Hmmmm..." Summer hummed thoughtfully as she considered it, leaning forward a little on the bar and stealing a small sip from Stark's drink, because it was there and she could. "Longer ones but not so often sounds pretty nice, maybe. I don't know, I was kind of starting to get burned out, you know? We didn't get much time to really see a place before we had to be back for our classes, and then it was off to somewhere else for those most of thd time. Although I guess that won't be as bad since our classes are less travel-focused this time around, but, I don't know, all the places we went are kind of a blur now. I think if we do less for longer, they'll kind of have more oomph, you know?"

"It's easy for me, sometimes, to get stuck. Here, I mean. I'm happy here. Content here. So it's good going places like we did so I don't forget it's good to go other places."

He smiled softly now, then picked up the cranberry jello. "But...longer is better. It felt rushed, sometimes. Fun, but rushed, trying to do as much as we could in such a short time."

It's there for the lounging, as ~~always~~ usual?

It's both astonishingly clean for post-party yet still also very glittery.

Looking forward to the annual rush of "Orders that have 12 bunches of kale because New Years Resolutions" I'll be getting today!

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