And I am not kidding when I say I want you to! If you tell me when you'll be there, I will totally go and sign your picture of me so you can show it off to all your friends and kiss it goodnight.
[Wally grins and grabs Robin's arm; they don't do this as often anymore -or not since they came here and a lack of zeta tubes and motorcycles and bioships has necessitated it- but it's still 95% muscle memory for Robin to just swing onto his back and Wally to grab him under the legs and heft him up.]
Hang on, I'm gonna go pretty fast. [And Wally might not accelerate like a bolt with a passenger -whiplash being a major concern- but he's still damn quick and he knows Robin knows what to do. He even balances himself perfectly. Ahhh, having an acrobat as a passenger makes this so much easier.]
[ And he does. He's kinda missed this part. Yeah, spending all day every day with his best friend is sweet, but pretending they're not both totally awesome? Kind of a drag. Which is why Dick can't help but let out a triumphant laugh as he holds on tight to Wally, the rest of the world streaking by. ]
The bracing wind is enough to cool the both of them down, and with Florida being a peninsula, it means there is a beach within fifteen minutes at a leisurely pace. It's a deserted strip of sand and jetties, with hardly anyone as far as the eye can see and Wally slows before they hit the soft sand, because nothing will trip him up soon.
He lets Dick go and grins, throwing his arms out.] This is awesome! We're so close!
[ He grins, trotting towards the water, but he only makes it a few steps before the beach starts to get in his sneakers, and he stops and takes his shoes off, setting them on a rock and digging his toes into the white sand. ]
[Wally parks it on the same rock and digs into the bag for his first pack of Skittles.] It's nice out here, right? With nobody around? And the beaches don't look any different from the ones back home.
I'm pretty sure the stuff you guys have in your harbor can't actually be classified as water anymore, chemically speaking. [Wally shakes out some Skittles into his palm and offers the packet to Robin.] Rainbow?
I'm serious though. [Wally opens another packet of Skittles.] Next beach party, I want everybody there. So...let's save it for when we make it home. Everybody can skip school and everything, we'll be so rebellious.
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Hang on, I'm gonna go pretty fast. [And Wally might not accelerate like a bolt with a passenger -whiplash being a major concern- but he's still damn quick and he knows Robin knows what to do. He even balances himself perfectly. Ahhh, having an acrobat as a passenger makes this so much easier.]
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[ And he does. He's kinda missed this part. Yeah, spending all day every day with his best friend is sweet, but pretending they're not both totally awesome? Kind of a drag. Which is why Dick can't help but let out a triumphant laugh as he holds on tight to Wally, the rest of the world streaking by. ]
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The bracing wind is enough to cool the both of them down, and with Florida being a peninsula, it means there is a beach within fifteen minutes at a leisurely pace. It's a deserted strip of sand and jetties, with hardly anyone as far as the eye can see and Wally slows before they hit the soft sand, because nothing will trip him up soon.
He lets Dick go and grins, throwing his arms out.] This is awesome! We're so close!
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[ He grins, trotting towards the water, but he only makes it a few steps before the beach starts to get in his sneakers, and he stops and takes his shoes off, setting them on a rock and digging his toes into the white sand. ]
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... You know, we should have another beach day. Since you missed the team one and everything.
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[ though it was kind of a dick move not to wait ]
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Dude, I'm offering to make it up to you.
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You don't have to. Besides, if we do a re-date for that I want everybody to be there. SB and Kal and Megs. Especially Megs, with a bikini if possible.
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