A blonde woman slammed her drink onto the bar counter. "Another round!" she yelled. The brown haired woman next to her shook her head.
"Trying to get drunk tonight are we?"
"Tonight? I plan to get drunk before 5." The blonde girl smirked.
"We are leaving for Germany in the morning and I don't plan on flying your ass over the ocean." The brunette said with a frown.
"You worry too much. Don't you know how to have fun?"
"Fun is when we get to Germany, even then I have to keep an eye on you."
"I don't need a babysitter. If you recall, I was on my own for 1000 years before you showed up. And I'm doing just fine."
"Fine? You are still moping over me getting you to leave Egypt two thousand years again. I hardly call that fine."
"I liked Egypt. But no we need to go see the new world, it will be soooo fun."
"You just wanna go back so you can hook up with the Pharaohs sons."
"That's not fair. I don't discriminate, it doesn't have to be the Pharaohs sons, it could be the high priest's sons."
"Does the appeal lie in the men, or in the servants obeying your every whim?"
"No need to get upset just because they liked me better than you. I mean I am part cat after all, and you're a bat, right? Don't forget I'm a gift from the god Anubis." The blonde said with a smile.
The brunette glared at her. "At least I'm alive naturally. The only reason you are here right now is because of that serum they gave you." She spat angrily.
The blonde glares and the brunette before turning towards the bartender, "I said give us another drink!" She yelled.
The brunette opened her mouth to say something when a beeping sound came from her pocket. "This isn't over" she said as she stood up to take the call outside.
As the brunette is leaving a guy walks up to the blonde and sits down in the recently occupied seat. "A pretty lady like you shouldn't be drinking alone." He says smoothly.
"And a cheesy guy like you should have a better pick up line." The blonde said mater-of-fact.
"You are talking to me aren't you? I'd say it did its job. Now let me do mine and buy you a Cosmo." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
She raised an eyebrow at him, and put her drink in front of his face. "Does this look like a Cosmo to you?" She answered her own question before he had the chance. "No, it doesn't, because it is 50 year old Scotch." And with that she downed the rest of it in one drink.
Just then the brunette walks up. "Hey, we got to go. Now." She says with a serious look.
"Well, that's my queue. I have to go. And a piece of advice, ask the next girl what she's drinking before you assume." She says as she starts to stand up.
The guy puts his hand on her shoulder and pushes her back down. "Now I don't remember saying we were done talking just yet." He said.
"I wouldn't piss her off if I were you." The brunette said as she downed the rest of her Scotch.
The blonde gave a sweet grin, "And I don't remember asking to talk to an asshole either. Doesn't look like the night went how either of us planed." And with that she lifted his hand that was on her shoulder off.
"Fuck that hurts." He says trying to get his hand free. He lifts up his other hand in an attempt to punch her.
She grabs his hand midway with her own and twisted his hand behind his back. "I'm not a nice person when I'm buzzed, you should leave." She turns to the brunette and asks, "Who was that on the phone?"
"Fury" she said as she was looking over the bartender's selection of prized bottles.
She sighs, "Now I'm buzzed and pissed that really not a good combination. I think it time for you to go." And she pushes him harder than she meant to and he flies across the bar.
As he runs out, the blonde turned to the brunette who just asked the bartender how much a certain bottle of Scotch was. "It's $250 because that bottle is over 50 years old."
"Yes but is the Scotch over 50 years old?" The blonde asks.
The bartender looked at her confused and opened his mouth. "Of course it is." The brunette pulled three 100 dollar bills out.
"That should cover the bottle, our drinks, and your tip." She picked up the bottle and headed for the doors. "You know you didn't have to hurt the guy. Why didn't you use that golden tongue of yours?"
"SILVER tongue, and where's the fun in that?" She asks sincerely.
The brunette shook her head. "Whatever, lets just get back to the house and grab our bags. Fury said it was important."
"It's always important with him. And why does he only call you, why doesn't he call me, I do have a phone you know."
"Because you don't answer his calls anymore!" the brunette put the keys she had in her hand into a black Ford Avalanche that had flames on the sides of it.
"It's the principal!" She said while getting in the car. "Now, we should go before I change my mind."
They drove off and eventually came to a literal mansion on a hill. As they pulled into the circular gravel drive way the brunette said "We will take the bags that we packed already. You carry them and I'll carry you."
"Fine! I still can't believe your going to make me miss Germany!" The blonde stormed off to get the bags.
The brunette took her shirt off to reveal a black backless tank top. Out of her back came two giant bat like wings. She stretched her wings until the blonde came out.
She came out carrying 6 big suitcases, not even breaking a sweat. "Come on, I want to get there before sunrise."
"Easy for you to say" the brunette said as she wrapped her arms around the blonde from the back, "You plus those bags are not light!" She started flapping her wings and began rising slowly but steadily into the air.
"Ohh, poor bat lady has to fly the whole way there. Lets all fell bad for her." The blonde said sarcastically. "What ever happened to first class?"
"Oh shut up" the brunette sighed and flew in the direction of the Helicarrier.