Has a decent tolerance but his real talent lies in pretending he's not as drunk as he feels. Has a 10/10 game face. An absolute mess the second he gets home.
Shae -
Insane tolerance. Can drinks spirits like water.
Callie -
Gets tipsy quickly but has stamina. She will drink you under the table or pass out trying.
Toni -
Will drink casually but tends not to binge-drink as it makes them melancholic. They'll gracefully bow out before the competition begins, will offer to officiate instead.
Claude/Claudia -
Has a good tolerance for bloodwine but become sleepy when they overindulge. Drinking contests are seen as uncouth so they would have to be persuaded by the right person to join and have fun, if they want to.
Shovel and I were having a breakdown over how fucking GOOFY the devil comes across as in Irish and Galician folklore like 70% of the time. There was a stupid little story near my grandma’s house where a man pulling a cart of coal up the hill would get pranked by the devil, and I say PRANKED correctly because all that mf was doing was pulling the cart backwards so the coal would fall a bit like... that’s it! The Atlantic devil really was out there getting drunk and pranking people and I have to believe that’s the same being as Lucifer the rebel angel? Hard to.
It had been two weeks on base when Danny started trying to keep track of people’s preferences. She was the only ‘member’ of Overwatch who wasn’t sent on missions, and as such she felt compelled to do more around the base.
The first thing she memorized was how Soldier 76 liked his coffee. She noticed he liked to put a dash of cream in it, but if a lot of other people were around he’d drink it black. So when he came into the kitchen one morning for breakfast, before he could reach the coffee machine Danny was pointing him to a table.
“Wha-” he grunted in confusion, but Danny just glared at him, hands on her hips, before turning and starting the coffee machine. She also put the tea kettle on the stove, Hanzo and Genji would be down soon. While she hadn’t figured out how they took their tea yet, she could at least boil the water for them.
After a couple minutes, Danny placed the coffee cup on the table in front of Soldier 76. He grunted, looking up at her and raising an eyebrow. Danny rolled her eyes.
“I know you like cream in your coffee stupid,” she said, causing those who were awake to gasp and stare at her, probably expecting Soldier 76 to drop kick her or something. “You’re not fooling anyone drinking black coffee and being miserable,” then, to everyone’s surprise, 76 started to laugh. Danny grinned, turning and going back to the kitchen, pouring another cup and passing it Jesse, who had just walked in when 76 started laughing. He stood in the doorway for a moment, stunned, before he just smirked and shook his head at Danny, strolling over to a table and sitting down. Unlike the soldier, Jesse actually did enjoy his coffee black.
People were still staring after 76 calmed down, and he turned to them all with a glare.
“What?” he growled, and everyone returned to eating, nervous to say anything to him.
After another couple of minutes, Genji and Hanzo walked in. Danny grinned at them as they entered.
“Water’s hot,” she said, pointing to the kettle, and Genji sent her a smile, patting her on the shoulder as he passed and grabbed a mug and his preferred tea. Hanzo stared at her for a moment, brows furrowed in confusion, before he followed after his brother and began to make his own tea.
“Thank you, Danny,” Genji said as he passed her to go to the table Mcree was sitting at. Hanzo trailed after him, nodding at Danny.
“Thank you,” he muttered, so softly Danny almost didn’t hear it. Her eyes widened, and she beamed brightly at him, taking him aback.
“Of course!” she chirped, and Hanzo blinked in surprise at how happy his thanks seemingly made her, before he turned and continued to follow Genji.
Danny turned and grabbed her own cup of tea, as well as a plate with some toast and butter on it, before walking over to the table as well, shoving the toast in front of Jesse.
“I don’t-” Danny cut him off before he could finish telling her that he never eats breakfast.
“You have a mission in two hours,” she said, raising her eyebrows at him before glaring back at the food. “Eat,” Jesse sighed, but took a bite of the toast that had been set in front of him. Danny hummed happily, taking a sip of her tea, before she glanced quizzically at Hanzo.
“You’re gonna eat, right?” she asked him, and the archer’s eyes widened, his head whipping around to face her.
“What?”
“You’re on the mission too,” she said, her head tilting cutely. “You should eat,” Hanzo shook his head, going to protest, but Danny just glared at him. “You should eat,” she said again, more forcefully, before standing and marching over to the kitchen. Genji chuckled as she stormed away, enjoying the stunned look on his brother’s face.
“She’s like that,” Jesse said with a grin, and Hanzo grunted, looking at the fellow alpha questioningly. “She likes to take care of people,” Hanzo nodded, and he and Jesse shared a meaningful look that went completely over Genji’s head as they did.
“She did it to me the other day,” Genji said to Hanzo, and he hummed in question. “She knew I had a mission so she sat me down and forced me to have some food,” he chuckled, nudging his brother and jutting his chin towards the kitchen. “Here she comes,” Hanzo turned to see Danny approaching with a toasted biscuit she had noticed he enjoyed, along with some jam and butter.
“Eat,” she slid the plate onto the table in front of Hanzo, before settling down with her tea once more. Hanzo stare darted between her and the plate, before he hesitantly began spreading some jam on his biscuit. Danny smiled, sipping more of her tea, before her leg jutted out under the table to kick Jesse in the shin.
“Ow!” he whined, though they both knew she had barely touched him.
“Stop looking at me like that!” she grumbled, referring to the smirk he had been giving her. He rolled his eyes.
“I’ll look at ya how I wanna look at ya, sweetpea,” he countered, and Danny scowled, before turning to Genji, ignoring her adopted elder brother.
“We need to talk about some plans later,” she said, and Genji nodded, a grin spreading on his face, and Hanzo and Jesse looked between them, sharing a confused glance.
“Huh?” Jesse muttered, but Danny and Genji both smiled as innocently as they could.
“Don’t worry about it!” she chirped, taking another gulp of her tea, before sharing a look with Genji, sending them both into a fit of giggles. “Oh! Genji! Guess what?” she suddenly lit up, and the cyborg grinned back.
“What?”
“I hid Winston’s peanut butter!” she giggled, and Genji’s grin dropped.
“You know he’ll just ask Athena,” he said, but Danny shook her head.
“Not if Athena doesn’t know where it is,” she countered, and Genji crossed his arms.
“How did you do that?” he asked sceptically. Danny smirked conspiratorially, leaning in after glancing around the room.
“A magician never shares their secrets,” she stage-whispered, and Jesse snorted in laughter. The truth was that Athena was trying to get Winston to kick his unhealthy eating habits anyway, so she had agreed to ‘turn a blind eye’ so to speak as to where Danny hid the peanut butter.
“That’d be a sight,” he said. “You with a magic wand and a top hat!” he burst out into another fit of laughter, and Danny just rolled her eyes.
“Oh yes,” she sighed. “And my first trick will be making you disappear,” her voice and face were deadly serious, and Jesse’s laughter immediately stopped. The two glared at each other for a tense moment, which was even tenser for the two brothers at their table, who genuinely thought they were about to witness a fight. But they both burst out into laughter, and Danny leaned her forehead against Jesse’s shoulder. After a moment, Jesse was starting to calm down, but Danny was still giggling maniacally. He nudged her shoulder.
“Sweetpea, you’re not breathing,” he said gently, and Danny pulled away, sucking in deep breaths with a grin still on her face. She turned to the other two at the table, to see a grin also on Genji’s face, and Hanzo’s lips were quirked upwards just the slightest bit. It could barely be considered a smile, but Danny counted it as a victory.
She stared at his smile a little too long, and one side of Hanzo’s lips quirked up even further. He smirked at her, and Danny blushed, turning away from him and clearing her throat. Hanzo huffed, raising his tea to his lips for a sip, and by the time the cup lowered, his face was back in his normal rbf.
“So what’s the plan?” Genji asked as he watched Danny flit around the greenhouse, checking on all the plants.
“That’s the problem,” she groaned, adjusting one of the sun lamps. “I have no clue what to do!” Genji hummed pensively.
“Something with his hat?” Genji asked, and suddenly Danny’s eyes lit up.
“Yes!” she cheered, going to run over to Genji, momentarily forgetting she was on a ladder. The cyborg quickly rushed forward, catching her and gently lowering her to the ground.
“Clutz,” he muttered, and Danny pouted.
“Whatever,” she mumbled back, before she grabbed both his hands. “You’re hella sneaky, right?” she asked, and Genji nodded. “Do you think you’d be able to sneak into Jesse’s room while he’s asleep?” Genji thought for a moment.
“Depends on how deep he’s sleeping,” he said, and Danny grinned.
“We’ll get him drunk,” Genji chuckled.
“Then yes, I can do that,” Danny’s grin widened.
“Wonderful!” she began to giggle, grabbing Genji’s hand and leading him down the hall.
“Where are we going now?” he asked.
“To get Jesse a different hat,” Danny answered, swinging a door on the side open, revealing what really looked like a walk-in closet.
“I think these were clothes for undercover missions,” Danny said as she pulled Genji further in, leading him to a shelf filled with all different kinds of hats. “Which one?” she asked, and her and Genji stared at the shelf for a minute before the both reached out, hands tapping each other. They grinned, they both had the same hat in mind. Danny grabbed it and handed it to Genji.
“Tomorrow night,” she said, and Genji nodded.
“Tomorrow night,” he confirmed.
“I’ll convince everyone to pretend it’s his normal hat,” Danny said, and Genji grinned, giving her a thumbs up.
“Good luck,” he said as he left the room, hat gripped in his hand, and Danny waved at him.
“You too!” she called after him.
As promised, after Jesse, Hanzo, and Angela returned from their mission, Genji and Danny got Jesse drunk.
“Hey Jesse,” Danny called. Most of the team was in the common area, and it was starting to get late. Danny pulled out a couple bottles of bourbon and whiskey from a cupboard, while Genji grabbed some beer and started passing it around to the others. “I challenge you,” Danny said confidently, and Jesse chuckled, shaking his head and walking over to meet her at the counter.
“You’re on,” he smirked. Danny looked around.
“Anyone else wanna partake in a good ol fashion drinking contest?” she asked, and Reinhardt and Törbjorn exchanged smirks as they came over as well.
“Let’s do this!” Reinhardt cheered, gesturing to the bottles.
“Alright,” Danny grinned as people began to gather around. As she looked around, she saw that almost everybody on base was there, even Soldier 76. She waved at him, and he waved back. He and Danny were actually friends, they got along surprisingly well. He also just liked to talk to her. Danny was honored when he had told her his identity as Jack Morrison. “Rules are simple! We need a ref!” she looked out into the crowd and Tracer jumped forward to volunteer.
“I gotchu love!” she cheered, and Danny smiled, going to sit between Jesse and Reinhardt. Törbjorn was on the other side of the giant crusader.
“Okay, on Lena’s call, we all down our drinks,” Danny explained. “Once we’ve all downed that drink, we refill and Lena will call again. You lose when you tap out or pass out,” Reinhardt laughed.
“This will be a piece of cake!” he cheered, and Danny smirked, pouring herself a glass of bourbon. The others all went for the whiskey.
“Ready?” Lena asked, and they all nodded. “Drink!” The first round went down easily for all of them, each quickly refilling. “Drink!” The second was much the same. “Drink!” Danny smirked when she saw Jesse screw his face up out of the corner of her eye. Things were starting to blur, but she was definitely still in the competition. She was pretty sure she would at least beat Jesse, seeing as he hadn’t done anything like this in a while. He was the designated driver last time they went to a bar. “Drink,” Jesse actually coughed at the fourth shot, and Danny giggled. She heard a grunt come from the other side of Reinhardt, and as she refilled her glass she spoke.
“How’re you boys holding up?” she asked nonchalantly. Jesse just groaned. Törbjorn didn’t respond, and Reinhardt laughed.
“Great!” he responded. “Another round!” he cheered.
Hanzo rolled his eyes as he got a text from Genji.
Genji
21:04
G: You should come to the common area
He typed out a quick response, already standing to go where Genji wanted him.
Genji
21:04
H: Why?
As he opened the door to his room, walking out into the hallway, his phone pinged.
Genji
21:05
G: You’ll see
Hanzo scoffed, rolling his eyes. Of course his brother would be all cryptic about it. Hanzo’s eyes narrowed as he approached the common area, hearing shouting and cheering. His brows furrowed, and he raced in.
Lena was standing on top of a table, with Mcree, Reinhardt, and Törbjorn lined up with shot glasses. Two empty bottles of whiskey and an empty bottle of bourbon were discarded on the floor, with another couple bottles of each on the table.
“Drink!” Lena called, and they all raised their glasses, downing the alcohol with grimaces (Jesse and Törbjorn) or grins (Reinhardt).
“Give up yet, Jesse?” Hanzo’s eyes widened at the femine voice coming seemingly from Mcree’s shoulder. He shouldered his way through the crowd, going to stand next to Genji who stood directly in front of the table. His eyes widened further when he saw just who was at the table.
“Never!” Jesse grumbled, playfully shoving Danny. She was beaming, and she shoved him back, causing him to almost fall out of his seat. “Woah!”
“Drink!” once again, the four of them downed their shots. Hanzo’s eyes widened as Törbjorn began coughing wildy, slamming his glass down on the table.
“Fuck this,” the smith muttered, standing and stumbling over to a couch, where he promptly collapsed. Danny began to laugh.
“One down, two to go!” she cheered, and Reinhardt laughed with her.
“I can go all night!” he countered.
“You’re on, old man!” the crusader faux gasped, his cheeks pink with inebriation as he turned to Danny.
“Old?!” he gasped, and Danny smirked, nodding to Lena.
“Drink!” the brit shouted, and Danny was quick to down hers. Jesse sluggishly brought his own glass to his lips, tipping it back ever so slowly. Reinhardt sputtered as he downed his own drink, still giggling from his banter with Danny.
“Still awake?” Danny nudged her adopted elder brother, whose eyes had begun to droop.
“Huh?” he asked, his head tilting up ever so slightly. “Yeah, yeah,” he mumbled, reaching for the bottle to refill his glass and completely missing. Danny giggled, guiding his hand to the whiskey bottle.
“Give up Jesse!” Genji suddenly shouted, and the cowboy raised his head just enough to shoot a glare at the cyborg ninja. Hanzo raised his brows at his little brother. “I’ve got 30 dollars on Reinhardt!” Danny gasped at that.
“Genji!” she shouted, offended, quickly refilling her own glass. “I’m hurt!” Genji just shrugged.
“Drink!” Lena shouted again. Before Mcree could even fully grab his glass, he was tipping over and falling to the floor with a thud. Danny cheered.
“Just you and me, old man!” she said, and Reinhardt laughed.
“I hope you are not a sore loser!” he shot back. Winston sighed as he collected Jesse, throwing the passed out alpha over his shoulder and dumping him on one of the couches.
“Drink!” Lena called once more, and Hanzo was surprised to see Reinhardt’s face twitch slightly as he downed the alcohol. Danny still looked fine, though her cheeks were bright pink, and her eyes were a bit glazed.
“Drink!” Reinhardt frowned, and both him and Danny were slow to raise their glasses to their lips.
“Give up yet?” Danny asked, to which Reinhardt let out a weak chuckle.
“Of course not!” his words were slightly slurred. He reached for the bottle, messily pouring into his shot glass.
“Drink,” Lena’s voice was losing its excitement, and Danny was quick to down her shot glass, whereas Reinhardt was much slower. As he reached out for the whiskey bottle to refill his glass, his head fell on the table with a sound thunk.
“I won?” Danny asked, blinking blearily, and Lena nodded. Everyone’s jaws were agape as they watched a grin slowly spread across Danny’s face. “Yay!” she cheered, though her voice was very weak, and she got up and stumbled over to the couch Jesse had passed on. “Goodnight,” she muttered, before collapsing on top of Jesse, who let out a soft groan, but stayed unconscious.
“Damn it,” Genji muttered, and Hanzo looked over at him.
“What?” he asked, and Genji scowled.
“I owe 76 thirty dollars,” he grumbled. Hanzo smirked, eyeing Danny where she had passed out on the couch. He would admit it, that was impressive.
Mitsuhide and Kojuro are serious but the rest of the guys are really enjoying the moment... Of course Nobu and Masa aren't there because they don't drink that much ^ - ^
I feel like instead of going to war and killing people, countries should just have drinking contests. If two countries have a dispute with each other they should just have a drink off to settle their issues.
