Characters: Anole, Rockslide, Hellion
Prompt: 28. Drunken Brawl
Word Count: 184
Summary: Being the Designated Driver isn’t fun, even if you do get free soda.
Author's Notes: I own nothing.
It was nights like this that Victor really, really hated being the designated driver. Santo had a gift for picking bars that were just about to explode with violence for the night’s drinking, and Julian had a talent for saying just the right thing to get the violence going like a California wildfire.
Victor kicked high, pushing a flying table off course and sending it crashing in to the wall. “We’re leaving,” he said, grabbing Julian by the collar and pulling him towards the door.
Maybe these brawls would have been more fun if he was drunk, too. To be honest, he had no clue how Santo was even able to get plastered, and suspected him of just pretending so he would have an excuse to pick fights.
“Aw, c’mon! We’re just getting warmed up!”
“Now, Julian Keller!”