A/N – The first chapter is minimal, I know, so I'm sorry about that. I need it for plot background, you know. I'm updating from school, so next time I can get a pass to get on the internet, I'll upload some more.
Disclaimer – Unfortunately, I don't own Radio Free Roscoe. If I did, I wouldn't be here telling you this.
Travis – I think it needs a woman's touch.
Ray – I think I need a woman's touch.
Chapter One - Then Prove it.
Three fourths of Radio Free Roscoe was hanging out at Mickey's one night. It was late and hardly anyone was left, so Ray and Robbie found this the perfect time to question Travis on something they've been wondering about.
"Travis…Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
Robbie asked. Startled by the question, Travis raised an eyebrow and squirmed a
little in his seat.
"I dunno. I just...don't." Robbie looked shut down and Ray rolled his
eyes. Travis looked up from his book and stared over at Robbie.
"What is this about?" He asked and closed his book.
"Well, Travis, here it is in short." Ray said in his obnoxious manner. Brushing a little of his hair out of his eyes, he continued. "Robbie and I have been wondering. Do you like gu-"
"Gum! Chewing gum." Robbie said quickly. "Do you want some?" Ray rolled his eyes again. Travis looked up, smirking.
"You guys are wondering if I'm straight?" Robbie nodded guiltily. Travis laughed. "Of course I am." He replied.
"Oh really?" Ray asked smugly. "Then prove it."
A/N – I USED TO HAVE A DOG WHO ATE PEANUTS!