I've decided to try something new; nothing at all edgy or revolutionary, but something new none the less. I hope you enjoy it and take time to use your imagination.

"Wally!"

"…Yes Jinx, my lovely little—"

"Save it, Rudolph! I can't stomach it today."

"Alright? So what'd you want?"

"What is this?"

"…"

"Well, Wally? What is it?"

"…I want to say a potato thrower, but you'd clearly not believe that…"

"Don't play cute with me, West. You tell me what this is, NOW!"

"Jinx, if you give me a second—"

"Wally! Just tell me, what, this, is."

"But you know what it is."

"I want you to say it or I'll jam it down your throat and yank it back out the other end…! Then force it right back down your throat again!"

"…Well when you put it like that. It's a bra."

"A bra. That's right, Wally. And where, pray tell, do you think I found this thing?"

"Victoria—"

"If you even finish that sentence: throat, shove, yank, re-throat."

"Well then… the bathroom?"

"Close Wally, very close. But no, I didn't find it there. I found it in the living room!"

"…Well Jinx. I'm glad we had this talk, lesson learned. From here on, you won't leave your bras in the living room."

"Slow down there Kid Flash…"

"…"

"Normally that would be it. But not this time. You see, when I found it I thought to myself that must've been a long night for me to forget something like that there where you could get it."

"Sounds about right"

"But then it hit me… All my bras are purple, or have fringes on them. This one is black! Not only that, but it's—You know."

"…I wasn't going to say anything—"

"Shut it, West!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Shimmer those pretty eyes of yours back to normal; don't need the pipes to explode and cover us in toilet water."

"…So Wally. Explain this to me? Why is there a bra I don't fashion for wearing, and is larger then I need, doing in our living room!"

"…Are you going to hit me no matter what I say?"

"Thinking about it."

"Right; well, it's there because Terra was here last night—"

"That little-!"

"Jinx, please calm down. It's not like that! I swear. She was tired after yesterday's mission for her and she just crashed here… literally, look."

"…Huh. Thought I felt a draft… kinda' hard to miss with it gaping right above—Don't try to distract me."

"So like I said, she crashed here while I was watching TV—by the way, we need a new one—and you where sleeping in your room with your ear plugs."

"…"

"She was way too strained to make it back home in her shape, so being the great guy I am, I let her sleep on the pull-out… she didn't have any change of clothes soooo… yeah."

"And she just left this behind?"

"You know her; always on the move and in a rush… some times she forgets things."

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay… you told me. That's it."

"You believe me?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know. I haven't always been the most upright person to you or any of the Titans lately…"

"Wally… That's completely true. You're chauvinistic, pig headed at times, cocky, embarrassing, and always so infuriating."

"…But?"

"But… you would never turn on me or ever lie to me."

"…Thanks Jinx."

"…By the way. Terra called. She said she forgot something when she stayed here last night… she's also sorry for the ceiling."

Oh, so short yet I feel it can be pictured as quiet the delicate and hilarious situation if given the right mind set. Anyway, thanks for taking the short moment to look at this story.

Should I make other stories like that? Or should is it not that interesting? Also, if you want, I can write the story of Terra crashing into their house with actual detail… deep detail.

Until we meet again. See you in the big times.

-Overlord