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.
Hah- Excuse you? First thing, I'm from the right side of the tracks. Secondly, I am not a full-blooded ginger and therefore am exempt to the rule about gingers.
No it's not, because it'll just mean my method is unpredictable, like it's predictable for me to be unpredictable but I'm still unpredictable. [what a stupid debate they are having]
But if you're unpredictable all the time, people are gonna start predicting that. That's when the really unpredictable thing would be to do something predictable.
I don't even know why we're still talking and not running into the water with all our clothes on. [Wally hops off the rock and tosses the shopping bag aside.]
You mean you didn't regret the skinny jeans before now? [Wally lets Robin get an impressive head start so that when he beats him into the waves, it'll be that much more cool.
Wally throws himself into the water like some kind of super speedy dog, bodily tossing himself into the waves and shouting out laughter when the water bowls him over and sucks him down to the sand.]
[ He runs for the surf, laughing, knowing that Wally's going to beat him there but enjoying the chase anyway. Wally's already rushing into the water by the time Dick catches up. He wades in up to his knees, hands on his hips, grinning down at him. ]
You won't be able to after you get out of the water. [Wally coughs when a wave tries to drown him and throws his sandals back up onto the sand. He pushes his hair back and grins at Dick.] You look like a drowned emo kid.
Hey, don't knock eye makeup. Y'know, Jay told me that back in the day before they made those special lenses for the masks, they used to have to smear that black paint football players put on their cheeks around their eyes to make it match their masks. Apparently it was all the rage.
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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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[ aaand he's off ]
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Wally throws himself into the water like some kind of super speedy dog, bodily tossing himself into the waves and shouting out laughter when the water bowls him over and sucks him down to the sand.]
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[ He runs for the surf, laughing, knowing that Wally's going to beat him there but enjoying the chase anyway. Wally's already rushing into the water by the time Dick catches up. He wades in up to his knees, hands on his hips, grinning down at him. ]
Wally West in Swan Lake!
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Seriously? Dude, imagine when they took the masks off, and— [ pfffhahaha ]
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