So the person that wanted this didn't want 2 parts but golly I wrote a little too much for my liking so the next part is gonna be a smut chapter. I made this all in one day. I started at 8 and finished at like, I think 10 where I live.(I locked in for this one). Also I gave Subspace the pp and Medkit the coochie meow-meow this time around since they want bottom Meddy. :3

"Would you let him go, you british moron!?"

"I told you the next time you even try to talk to me--"

"Hey now, Meddy! Not too rough with the grip there! ~" Pyro cackled sadistically, a big smile under his mask. Luther gripped his collar angrily. His other fist, balled up by his side and ready in case the pink freak tries anything. Tremor grabs both of them by the backs of their shirts and lifts them off the ground.

"Both of you stop it! I ain't come here t' babysit your dumbasses so that MEDKIT doesn't rip your eye out along with your brain." Tremor gives Pyro a dirty look from under his blindfold, then looks over at Luther, who had his arms folded angrily, looking back at Tremor. "Or so SUBSPACE doesn't shove a mine in your mouth and make you bite down on it!"

"Then why am I here?! I'd like to see teal freak try his hand at that!"

"Oh, I'll rip more that your brain out if that's the case. YOUR SKULL'S COMING WITH IT." Luther claws at Pyro while Pyro talks like he can take it. Tremor pulls them farther away from each other. He was clearly getting frustrated despite not even being able to see his eyes in general.

"Ladies ladies! No need to kill each other! There's a reason you guys are here I promise. Just promise me when I put you down you won't kill each other." The two rivals think about it, looking up at Ban Hammer, then looking at one another, thinking very cautiously.

"...stay on the other side of Ban Hammer from me. And no less than that. And keep your little round claws away from me"

"Don't try manipulating me into coming back to Blackrock."

"Deal!" Pyro nods. The two finally felt solid ground as they looked up at Tremor. They give each other dirty looks when Tremor isn't looking though as they walk to an undisclosed location. Wait...where WERE they even going? "Hey. 4 eyes. You mind telling us where we're going instead of walking in a random direction?"

"Glad you asked, you pink freak of nature." Pyro growled at the passive aggressive comment from Tremor. "We're headin' t' Blackrock's finest bar."

"A bar? You want...me and that abomination...to work our differences out in a bar. And a bar in Blackrock, too."

"Nothin' brings people together like a couple o' drinks!" Tremor drags the two along behind them.

"A chance Meddy'll get shot in the mouth? Great! Someone ought to shut him up!"

"Another bit of yammering out of you and I'll pump you with lead?"

"You mean your...ehem...pellets?"

"Touch talk from someone who looks like a pellet?"

"How about I pellet your face with my fist!?"

"Try me." Pyro was about to round Tremor to get to Luther before Tremor stopped them both from trying to kill each other for the 3rd time since seeing each other. They did this a few more times, while walking, on the train to Blackrock, and even when they were quite literally almost there. But so, he didn't have to break up the almost 5th fight today, he dragged them inside as soon as they got to the bar, the two reluctantly agreeing. Luther and Pyro sat at the end of the bar, a seat between one another since it was as far as they could possibly get from each other.

"Now you two wait here while I order us some drinks. What'll ya have?"

"Anything," the rivals say at the same time. They look at one another for a moment before huffing and looking away. Tremor raises an eyebrow before shrugging, taking his blindfold off and walking over to the front of the bar to get some drinks. The two continue to maintain no eye contact as they both look at the floor. The silence between them was louder than the racket in the background. Pyro hesitated before looking up at Luther. Only to realize Luther was looking right back. He looked away instantly, now looking out the window. There is a long pause.

"...you know." Pyro's head twitched up as he looked at Luther. "I... never wanted to fight."

"Please not with the sentimental shit."

"I mean it, you moron!" Luther raised his tone oh so slightly, rolling his eye. There's yet another pause from the two. "I wish I could give your eye back. Shit why am I saying that? That won't change anything. But...there are times I've missed hanging out with you. Even if we didn't even like each other that much. There were times when...I couldn't help but laugh at your stupid jokes. Or smile when I was around you. Or let out a small chuckle when you showed me one of your new inventions. It's stupid but...sometimes I"

"Think about what it would be like if...we hadn't..." As their voices collided with one another, a wave of some unknown emotion tensed them up. The memories of the two hanging out, laughing, getting drinks, just like right now. "Meddy..." Luther instantly realized he was crying thinking about this, wiping the tears in his eye as soon as he heard Pyro's voice.

"Sorry. I... don't know what's wrong with me."

"No no! It's...fine!" Pyro scoots over, now sitting next to Luther as he pulls a tissue from the little dispenser in front of them. He wiped the tears from under Luther's eye. Pyro, clicked off his mask with a hiss, revealing scarring and such to reveal a rather gentle smile. Was he enjoying wiping his tears? Seeing him cry? Seeing how vulnerable he is? Luther took a breath in and another out as he looked at Pyro.

"You don't have to baby me. I'm 30 years old."

"So am I. So either accept this or wipe your own stupid tears, babyyyy!" Luther couldn't help but snicker at the snappy comment. Neither could Pyro after that snicker, the two ending up sharing a laugh together.

"Heheh..you're so dumb."

"You're dumber!~" As the short laughter died off, the two stared at each other for a short moment. Pyro's face contorts a bit before rolling his eye and forcibly pulling Luther into his lips. He froze instantly. But as soon as he realized what was happening, he didn't pull away. He took a handful of Pyro's long white hair, pulling him closer as he gained some sort of dominance, slipping his tongue into Pyro's mouth. Was this a hate kiss? A drunk kiss? No, they weren't drunk. Not yet, at least. It didn't matter at this time.

The kiss went on for a while. Was Pyro waiting for Luther to pull away? Well, Luther did seem overstimulated, his eyes closed shut. He could already feel saliva dripping down his chin, and same with Luther. He let the kiss go on for a few more seconds before pulling back, a breath of fresh air finally meeting Luther's mouth. They both had saliva dripping from their chins. Until they hear a deep 'ehem' from behind them from an awfully familiar voice. Of course it was Tremor with a sly grin on his dumb butt-ugly face. "Damn...didn't think you guys were like that when you make up with someone--"

"Just hand me a beer." Luther growled at him. Tremor clicked his tongue, placing down two bottles, one for Pyro and another for Luther. And of course, one for himself. He sat down at the end of the table next to Luther, so Luther was between Pyro and Tremor.

"Let's drink it up, then, boys!"

"Cheers!"

"...ugh. Whatever." The three clink their bottles together.

But as the night went on, the three men just got more and more wasted off their asses. Luther had his head down on the table, Pyro was singing with the music like a few other drunken demons, and Tremor was telling stupid jokes to Luther despite him having his head down. But eventually, they had to go. Tremor paid since it was on his tab, and left with the other two men.

Tremor was holding Luther by his hip and Pyro, Luther's other hip. Luther only had the energy to hold Pyro's hip since not only was Tremor a little too tall, but he was holding a bottle of, as Pyro stated through the night, "Blackrock's finest wine.". Since this was Pyro's faction, they decided to crash their. Of course the inventor lived quite lavishly. As soon as they got there, Luther slumped onto the couch face-down while the other two put on random music videos on the TV, dancing around Pyro's living room while Luther surprisingly tuned it out. (As a person with slightly alcoholic parents, this is just how they act+from what I've seen on TV. )"H-Hey hey Banny...! You know what-*hic*-we should do?!~"

"Huh- wha? Whaddaya wanna do??"

"We should-should uhm...*hic* w-we should order a pizza, yeah??"

"Oooohh yeah yeah yeah! What-what kind?"

"Any of them, any!" Tremor puts a thumbs-up, picking up a nearby landline in the kitchen, leaving Luther and Pyro alone. Pyro looked down at Luther, lying facedown before sitting on Luther's butt like Luther was a chair. He instantly jolted up, looking over his shoulder. He had a red face from lying on his face and his intoxication.

"What the hell are you doing...?"

"Tssshhhh-shhh-shhh-shhhhh...! You're comfy...~" Pyro said woozily. He took a sip from his glass of wine and swirled it around. Luther rolled his eye. He rolled his head back over into the cushions.

...

Until he felt a thin finger tug his pants slightly not even 5 minutes later. Luther instantly turned over, looking up at Pyro. "...Pyro."

"Meddy...?~"

"Wh...Wh-What the hell are you doing...?~"

"Let me have fun!~" Luther looked up at Pyro. Pyro looked back, sliding down to Luther, scorpion tail curling up and wagging. Until yet another 'ehem' comes from behind them. Pyro looked back at Tremor who was standing there with a jealous look on his face. "...wanna join?!~"

"What?!"

"Bet.~"

"WHAT?!"

I made this too long so I have to make a part two. Woohoo ! Word count:1716 woohoo I'm so joyous rn :3))