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The night at the watchtower was calm, silent even. It was the type of night where even the most chaotic villains would rather be resting.
Focusing on the watchtower, the members of the league that were left behind were calmly chatting with one another, enjoying the rare yet promising time.
Wonderwoman- or Diana, was sipping hot cocoa in her civilian clothing, Hal was next to Bruce, who looked stern but impossibly peaceful, and Clark arrived from the Watchtower’s Kitchen, holding a tray of mugs filled with hot cocoa.
“I’m just saying! If Barry and Marvel were in a race, who’d win?” Hal debates, seeming to get tired of Bruce and Diana agreeing that Marvel would win. He’s gotta back up his buddy y’know?
“I still would say the one to win would be Marvel. He has the speed of Mercury, surely the swiftness that he is known for will lead The Captain to victory.” Diana recalls.
“Yeah but like if we think about it- Barry LITERALLY resets and *moves* timelines. I’d like to think he-”
Bruce groans as Clark chuckles, sitting down and handing him the hot cocoa he’s cautiously prepared.
“Obviously the literal ‘World’s Fastest Man Alive’ would win! Come on- Clark back me up here!”
…
“Uh...I am sure that the man with Mercury’s Speed would win? Cause, he’s a God..?”
"Ah come on. Diana-”
A sound suddenly clicked from the Zeta Tube
[Recognized: Flash 04]
[Recognized: Captain Marvel 0-15]
Speak of the devil.
"HOLY SHIT HELP ME WITH THIS GUY-!" Barry exclaimed
"FUCK!" Clearly distressed and struggling, carrying a passed out Captain Marvel.
The rest of the league were suddenly up and made way for the big guy that Flash was carrying on his back, dropping him onto the couch.
"Gosh-" Barry sighed, stretching his back. "He was HEAVY as hell..." He groaned, sitting down on an empty chair.
"What happened?" Diana asked, confused on why the Captain was passed out. "He shouldn't be...tired? He has mentioned that his power set has the Stamina of Lord Atlas..”
The speedster immediately looked guilty.
Barry 's eyes wandered to the floor, “Now don't get mad at me for this..."
Bruce grunted.
"...but...I kinda-accidentally-pissedoffamagicusercausingthemtocastajinxonmebutIdodgeditandithitCapinsteadandnowhe'sactingdrunkbecauseofsaidjinx!"
(kinda- accidentally- pissed off a magic user causing them to cast a jinx on me but I dodged it and it hit Cap instead and now he's acting drunk because of said jinx!") He speeded through, blushing in embarrassment.
Bruce furrowed his brows. "And we can't do anything about it?" He queried the man that caused the sudden disturbance of the peaceful night. Barry shook his head, genuinely ashamed. "Nah, the magic user didn't even know they could do that to the Captain and apologized profusely… before leaving me with a few insults..." He sighed, looking at Captain Marvel who was now awake but evidently drowsy.
“Okay, but does that mean Flash would win since Marvel didn’t dodge it fast enough...?”
Everyone, except for the occupied Captain Marvel, stared at Hal disappointingly, with the exception of Barry looking confused.
Before Barry could ask, Clark moved towards The Captain.
"Hey Marvel-" He started, earning a groan from the drunk individual on the couch. "I-uh-doing okay there?"
The Captain shook his head, groaning tiredly.
"..hn..neva-" He suddenly spoke out, the rest of the league not expecting him to speak. "N-neva' been dru-nk.." He hiccuped, earning a few sympathetic looks from the members, specifically, Diana and Hal.
Bruce, amused by the actions of their usually secretive teammate, spoke up. "Do we have anyone to contact for you?"
Marvel nodded, clearly out of it.
"..."
"..."
"And..who would that person be..?"
Bruce, seemingly growing to be annoyed, asked. Captain Marvel shifted his position to a more comfortable one, before slurring out;
"...Fff...Freddy..." Marvel elongated the name, smiling while doing so.
The other members suddenly were interested, in all the 6 years while Captain Marvel was in the League, he has never mentioned anyone in his life. And in hearing upon this, Bruce took that chance to learn more about the secretive hero and asked;
"And who is this Freddy?"
A giggle emerges from the captain, seeming giddy from the mention of this "Freddy" person. The Captain blurts out, still woozy;
"..he's my boyfriend..!"
The group stands there shocked, not expecting that.
Diana especially, considering how close she was to Captain Marvel to the point that she considered him as her sibling before she even found out they were technically siblings, she had never known Marvel would be dating anybody, much less to her knowledge that he was a homosexual.
The league gaped in surprise before Hal coughed out, snapping the league out of it and asking the man lying on the couch. “And do you have your phone to contact him Cap?” He requested, asking the important questions to get this over with. With that, Captain Marvel nodded and grabbed his phone from a pocket dimension he suddenly spawned, annoying Bruce from the sudden usage of magic in the Watchtower.
The captain unknowingly drops the phone, with Barry catching it in a flash and opening it to the contact list, seeing a top contact named “Freddy 💙⚡️” making him gush over the small lightning bolt to signify Captain Marvel’s sign. He gives the phone to Bruce so the dark knight would handle it.
Bruce presses on the call button, and a freaked out, yet soft voice emerges from the cellular device.
“Oh dude-I thought you were DEAD! Where are you?”
Bruce flinched from the sudden loudness, before shaking it off and asking with his usual monotone voice. “Hello-” Before he was utterly cut off by a crashing sound.
“OH MY GODS BATMAN???”
Barry suddenly snorted. “Seems like Cap’s boyfriend is a fan...” He whispers, earning a grunt from the other holding the phone.
Freddy continued. “AGH, ehem.” He excused himself, before asking. “Sorry- hey- uh. Is the *captain* okay?” He sounded weirded out saying “captain”, but Bruce took it with understanding, he must be used to just calling The Captain out with his Civilian name.
Bruce grunted. “Yes he is. Would you like to talk to him?” As he passed the phone to the one on the couch, before ending up just holding it himself because Marvel kept dropping it.
“Freddy..?”
“Oh gods- I was looking everywhe- actually why do you sound slurred??”
The captain groaned before saying;
“Drunk..”
The phone shot out a laugh.
“Hah-Billy Badass over here..wait. Didn’t you say your Captain Marvel form can’t get drunk?”
The league shared confused looks as they heard this new information about the Captain having multiple forms.
Bruce took that as a sign to put in the Contingency Plan.
The Captain groaned out “D’know…I don’t thinkuh..I’m immune to..hrmm..jinxes..?”
Another to put in the Contingency Plan, Bruce.
Meanwhile the other line of the phone made a “mhm” sound, before asking.
“Would you like me to pick you up?”
The captain nodded, clearly still out of it if he nodded at a *voicecall*. Clark continued for him.
“He nodded-”
“FUCKING SUPERMAN???”
Well, it shouldn’t be that surprising anymore to Freddy- considering his boyfriend is a literal superhero…and a part of the Justice League.
Freddy composed himself, coughing before asking.
“Uh-where should I pick him up?”
And Bruce laid out an address so that Freddy could pick up Captain Marvel.
That being said…
Diana could not wait to see her brother-in-law.