Hey, y'know what? I didn't compare myself to a poisonous animal that stings people to survive. I was not the one drawing those parallels. But that's fine, I mean, sea anemones are pretty nasty but if that's what you choose as your ocean representation, I won't argue with you.
No. Listen. I'm obviously a dolphin in the "what sea creature represents you best" game. Smart, agile, hilarious. Kind of obnoxious but in a charming way. That's me. No question. But that's not what this specific metaphor is about.
Don't be a dolphin. They're one of the few animals that form gangs and engage in violence for fun. [Wally looks down at Robin.] I do watch the Discovery Channel, thank you.
[M'kay, that is still...definitely a flirting kind of touch. Without a doubt. Considering that Dick is still draped over his legs and is making him feed him and shit, they've been flirting this entire time, haven't they? GOD WHY DO FRIEND THINGS SUDDENLY BECOME FLIRTING WHEN ONE PERSON CONFESSES TO ANOTHER
Wally just kind of sits there, looking around the room until he remembers the pretzels and shoves another in his mouth.]
...anyway. Uh. Don't know where you were going with that.
[ Friend things and flirting things are really hard to separate, as it turns out. Maybe friend things have kind of been flirting things this whole time. Or maybe friend things before are why flirting things are happening now. Or maybe they should examine why flirting things just kind of happen to them. It's complicated.
But Dick sighs patiently. ]
I mean you're the only person on Earth who's ever gotten past my tentacles of self-preservation. [ fingerwiggle ] And unless you're gonna try to convince me to tell the rest of the team who their fearless kinda-leader really is, it's gonna stay that way.
I won't try to convince you. [It'd be convenient if they knew, but...Wally's okay with being the only one who knows. Besides Bart. ...and Karen. And whoever else.]
And Power Girl, [Wally reminds him. Come to think of it though, he doesn't even know if Dick's talked to her.] She knows us from an alternate future. Apparently we get ultra handsome and take the world by storm.
Are you saying we're not ultra-handsome and taking the world by storm? Because I'm pretty sure you and me are living very different lives, if that's the case.
Well, we're definitely ultra-handsome. That's just objective fact. And if "taking the world by storm" is code for "sleeping on a secondhand couch and a pile of blankets and borrowing the neighbors' cable," then yeah, dude, totally. Absolutely. The stormiest. Hurricane Us has made landfall.
You know what? This apartment might be a craphole, but it's ours. [Wally looks over it; paint peeling or stained in a couple places, carpet threadbare, cabinets desperately in need of a scrub down...yup.] I'm proud of us. I think we're doing pretty good for two kids who've never been on their own before.
You know what? You're right. [ Dick glaces around, a smile on his face that says he's downright fond of the place, and looks back up at Wally. ] It's a work in progress, but it's our work in progress. Not a bad start.
... We should probably get real beds at some point, though. Or a huge pillow fort.
Are you kidding me?! Hammocks are pirates! Forts are for like, lonely old woodsmen who have four dogs and get eaten by bears. You obviously don't know what you're talking about.
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No. Listen. I'm obviously a dolphin in the "what sea creature represents you best" game. Smart, agile, hilarious. Kind of obnoxious but in a charming way. That's me. No question. But that's not what this specific metaphor is about.
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[ Dick reaches up to scratch behind Wally's ear, bravely resisting the urge to hum "Bella Notte." ]
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Wally just kind of sits there, looking around the room until he remembers the pretzels and shoves another in his mouth.]
...anyway. Uh. Don't know where you were going with that.
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But Dick sighs patiently. ]
I mean you're the only person on Earth who's ever gotten past my tentacles of self-preservation. [ fingerwiggle ] And unless you're gonna try to convince me to tell the rest of the team who their fearless kinda-leader really is, it's gonna stay that way.
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[ He bumps his knuckles against Wally's arm in a light punch. ]
It's weird enough having your cousin know.
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It's different, though, when it's not... you know, this us.
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... We should probably get real beds at some point, though. Or a huge pillow fort.
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