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[sciencewhizard]

Characters: Dick Grayson ( hackingyoursensors ) & Wally West ( sciencewhizard )
Location: Dick's Suite, WO-3A
Situation: The day after Dick's arrival, Wally's going over for a friendly reunion and what pretty much amounts to housewarming.
Warnings/Rating: No warnings.

[ Boy, was Wally eager for this reunion - he had been on this turtle for a long time (okay, only a few weeks, but that's ages for a speedster), without his best bro around. So when he finally has the chance to hang out with Dick again, he was bouncing. It had been a day since their first conversation, and the speedster was planning on making this a little bash. He'd been saving some money from work to start building up his own chemistry lab in his suite; seeing this was a special occasion, though, he decided to use some of it to splurge on food.

Wally had bought the Kedan equivalents of junk food like chips and cookies, but he also brought some stuff they could cook. He had it all stowed away in a cloth bag he had slung over his shoulder as he sped from his suite, through the Wood Sector to Dick's suite. Not too long of a trip. Annnnd he knocked on the door to the suite. ]

Comments

[sciencewhizard]

[ Hrm. How to make this better?

Wally settled for the roughhousing way. He threw an arm around Dick's shoulders, tugged him close, and began noogying him. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

[Wally pls.

By which I mean, he's very effectively distracted and so fighting back. Well, not fighting fighting, more like trying to reverse the hold.]

[sciencewhizard]

[ No Dick, you pls. Whatever that means.

Wally was grinning now; this seemed to be working. He let out a small laugh. ]

C'mon Dick, if I can keep a hold on ya, you're doomed.

[hackingyoursensors]

I'm going easy on you. I don't want to break you, Wally.

[Because pssh he could totally have you in a submission hold by now. With several broken bones.]

[sciencewhizard]

[ Well. He knows that, but geeze, he's not going to back down after being told that. ]

You'd have to be able to catch me first, dude.

[ But he decided to let go, just to be nice. ]

I'll spare you the trouble, though.

[hackingyoursensors]

I don't need to catch you. A wall will slow you down for me.

[He'll be nice and not put you in a submission hold, then, Wally.]

[sciencewhizard]

[ ...WOW. WAY TO BE A BRO, DICK. The speedster immediately went into huffy mode and stuck his tongue out at the brunet.

He's obviously the most mature. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

[He's always a bro.]

Eloquent as always.

[sciencewhizard]

[ Wally gave Dick a soft shove, and finally settled into a small grin. ]

Really did miss you around here.

[hackingyoursensors]

[Grins back.]

Dude, you know I'd show up eventually.

[Because when they do stupid stuff, they always do it together. Like true bff.]

[sciencewhizard]

And it's not like I'm always gonna be the one late to things.

[ He sighed a bit, and then looked over to where he had set down the bag of food he brought. His stomach, of course, let out a small rumble. ]

D'ya wanna whip something up so we can break the place in? I've figured out how to cook one or two things. [ After many...

many

many instances of burned food. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

[Looking... uncertain.]

Edible things?

[sciencewhizard]

[ He stared. ]

Yes, edible.

[ He zipped off the couch and over to the bag, rummaging through it, tossing out some of the already-prepared things. ]

We'll have something good prepared in a flash.

[hackingyoursensors]

[Snorts]

I think your uncle is rubbing off on you.

[sciencewhizard]

[ Wally looked up from the bag and just smiled at Dick for a second, because it's not like that's something he'd enjoy.

And back to the rummaging. ]

Up for some- Well. Don't ask what the animal this meat came from looks like.

[hackingyoursensors]

You're not exactly instilling confidence here, KF.

As long as it's not people or kedan, I think I'll manage.

[sciencewhizard]

Well, if it is, people and/or kedan don't taste bad. [ Okay, that was a very terrible joke, but at least it was a joke. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

Dude, you shouldn't say that when you're making food for someone.

Guess I'll have to figure out how to cook, so I know what's going in my food.

[Not a slight against Wally but more Bat-paranoia about eating food made by people whose motives he can't decipher. Wally can't cook for him all the time (Bruce can barely cook at all) so he's on his own most of the time.]

[sciencewhizard]

C'mon, I'm kidding.

[ Wally eventually got what he needed out of the bag to make something like a stir-fry. It was simple. As long as Wally didn't burn any of the ingredients. He zipped over with what he needed to the kitchen. ]

If you want a starting lesson, I suggest getting your butt in here. [ Class is now in session. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

I'm coming. Try to stay at normal person speeds, okay?

[Getting taught cooking by Wally? He thought he'd never see the day.

He enters the kitchen and starts pulling out the pots and pans that just so happened to be in the apartment already.]

[sciencewhizard]

S'not my fault if you can't keep up. [ But really, he was going to go as slow as he had to. Even Wally could manage that now and then. ]

Think you can manage chopping those things? [ And yes, he had to point to a bunch of multicolored root-looking things, because he didn't know their proper names. ]

[hackingyoursensors]

[Stares.]

Yeah. I can manage.

[He of course chops them perfectly well. Please, you think he doesn't have training with knives?]