Roy blinks as his younger partner explains the most recent scheme. And, yes, scheme, is the correct word.
Ever since they had become partners, their relationship had worked like this:
Johnny is the schemer and the dreamer while he, Roy, is the anchor, reining his imaginative partner in when necessary.
If he's honest, it's necessary a lot. Whether it's the latest get rich quick, foolproof plan, or the newest girl he'd managed to get a date with, or the infamous Gage Tirades that happen nearly every day, Roy is the one who has to pull Johnny back into orbit so that he isn't floating out in the galaxy somewhere.
That's not to say that something is wrong with Johnny, and it's certainly not a reflection of his work as a paramedic…. Only sometimes Roy just has to wonder what kinda nut he signed on with…
All kidding aside, however, Johnny is his best friend—crazy eccentricities and all—and he doesn't really mind the craziness….. usually. In fact, he kinda thinks of Johnny as a kid brother.
His eyes widen slightly at the realization, drawing a curious look from his partner who had still been speaking to him. Roy only shakes his head, signaling that it's nothing and the dark-haired paramedic happily continues rambling along, allowing Roy to return to his thoughts.
Johnny and he hadn't been friends for too terribly long, but he already knows that they have a friendship most people would envy.
Neither has to say a word to know what the other is thinking or plotting or planning; sometimes they even say the same thing at the same time. They support each other even if they don't necessarily always agree. And all of that is off-duty.
On-duty, they are just as at ease putting complete trust in one another as they make a rescue or run into a burning building to fight fires or work on a victim. They each know what the other will need without so much as a word passed between them. Cap and the guys had always pointed out how well they work together, and other paramedic teams have always been in amazement of the pair's ability to operate so seamlessly.
There really is no reason for it. The two are as different as day and night, black and white, oil and water.
And yet, somehow it just works.
Maybe his thought is right. Johnny and he are brothers not by blood of course, but then again, the blood really isn't what's important, is it?
Seeing that Johnny has finished his spiel—something about getting revenge on 'The Phantom'—Roy simply shakes his head and walks past him with a chuckled, "You're nuts. Absolutely nuts."
Fin.