apollo, the sun king (helius) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-10-05 21:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | apollo, blue beetle ii, booster gold, midnighter |
WHO: Apollo, Midnighter, Michael and Ted.
WHEN: Friday October 5, 8PM
WHERE: Apollo and Midnigher's Awesome Casa de Bludhaven.
WHAT: It's a double date! A gay hang out! However, one of these things is not like the other!
RATING: PG, for alcohol consumption.
So, Apollo was excited. Ted and Mike were coming over. Midnighter was wearing some non-menacing attire. Apollo was in the kitchen finishing up something divine for both of them and their new guests. No, friends! They had new friends. New gay friends. You couldn't blame Apollo for his excitement. When it came to "friends," Apollo and Midnighter were usually relegated to their teammates, whom they spent almost 24-hours a day with, or the few contacts within SHIELD, so to have friends outside of that? Was fantastic.
It was nice knowing two people who weren't in the business of clandestine government operations. Midnighter was being nice and doing this for him. As a rule, Midnighter didn't "bond". Tora, for whatever reason, notwithstanding (something told Apollo it was hard to do anything but bond with Tora as if somehow her secondary powers was this "liability" factor that infected people -- she was just so damn cute; they would've kept her, too, if it wasn't for that damn Lantern). So, as he waited for the pizza to arrive, he busied himself with awesome snacks he picked up from Martha Living. Since he wasn't entirely sure what Ted and Mike enjoyed, he created a set of classic appetizers: two sets of wings: sweet-and-sour and spicy-sweet, some nachos, and some onion rings (those, he knew, were good with beer). Meanwhile, for dessert he had his chocolate-peanut butter pie chilling in the fridge. Yes, this would do.
Once the table was set with the appetizers, he ventured to the fridge and grabbed himself a beer feeling mighty pleased with himself. Yes, this was going to be a good night. New friends. Good food. Great booze. Hello life, it's nice to meet you! He'd even spent the day cleaning up their home to make it as presentable as possible. Life was good. Here's hoping some alien threat didn't ruin their night. Then Apollo might have to kill someone. Literally.