My 1st completed fan fiction! References to Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog-all you need to know really is that Neil Patrick Harris played Dr Horrible/ Billy.
Disclaimer: I don't own how I met your mother (but if I DID, Barney/Robin would NEVER exist.) or Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog (But I do love me some Whedon goodness! Mostly Zach, because he's adorable, but Joss is boss.).
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Ted sat at his regular booth at McClarin's. He rolled his eyes as Barney kept failing at hooking up with a girl. He laughed to himself silently as Barney came and sat down across from him.
"What is it with the girls here? It's like they always want something more than sex. That is NOT why people come to bars! They come to drink, hook up, and have sex."
Ted just stared at his friend.
"You know what girls like?" Barney said randomly.
"No, what?"
"Doctors."
"You'd be a horrible doctor, Barney."
Barney smiled wide and pointed at his friend. "That would be my name."
"What would?"
"Doctor Horrible!"
"Seriously?"
"I'd have a PhD in Horribleness."
Ted raised his eyebrow "Is that the catchphrase?"
Barney shrugged. "Could be."
"Well, good luck with that." Ted stood up and went for the door.
"Where're you going?" Barney shouted.
"Home. I'm not getting involved in one of your…sex schemes."
Barney stood up and yelled, "FINE, BUT WHEN I GET LAID TONIGHT, YOU'RE GONNA BE SORRY!"
Everyone in McClarin's, including Ted, turned and stared at Barney, who froze, realizing how incredibly gay and suggestive that sounded. Ted tried not to ruin the moment by bursting out laughing, but it was to late once everyone else joined in.
END
R&R if you want-it would be appreciated. This is my 1st fan fiction(yay!) and I think I kinda failed at the end, but I didn't want to add too much.