Posted this on Tumblr last night after a conversation about Walter and Paige finding out that Happy and Toby are together. Just a short, hopefully fun little fic.
"Have you heard from Happy or Toby?" Walter asked.
Paige looked up from her desk.. "It's not like them to be late," she remarked, frowning.
"Yes, hence my inquiry," Walter said pointedly. Paige raised her eyebrows. Walter cleared his throat. "Sorry. I'll call Toby, you see if you can get Happy?"
"Sure," Paige said, reaching for her phone. "Odds are Toby's still asleep and Happy lost track of time working on Sly's birthday present."
"What is she building for him this year?" Walter asked, the phone to his ear. "Happy, hey! No, nothing, you haven't missed anything."
"Hello?" Came a tired sounding voice through Paige's cell phone.
"Hey Toby," she said. "You doing okay? We were worried about you."
"No, nothing's wrong," Walter was saying. "We just are so used to your punctuality, it alarmed us that you were not here…"
"Eh, I'm fine," Toby told Paige. "And you tell Walter if he wants to pretend he's worried about me because I'm ten minutes late to work, he can call me himself next time."
"He…" suddenly Paige froze, her eyes widening. She removed the phone from her ear and checked the caller ID. Happy Quinn. She could hear Toby nonchalantly joking through the phone, but it remained frozen in her hand.
"We can't pin down a location on Toby either, do you have any…hold on one moment." Walter looked over at Paige, confused. "What?"
She raised her eyes to him, her jaw unhinged. He regarded her curiously, furrowing his brow, not understanding why she was…then it clicked. He pressed the display button on his phone and stared down at the name, then put it back to his ear, staring back at Paige with an expression that mirrored her own.
"Paige?" Toby said, confused at her silence. "You there, Mama Bear?"
"Don't call her that," Happy hissed from the closet, holding the phone between her ear and shoulder as she tugged on her jeans. "Walt, old buddy, you still on the line?"
"Paige isn't talking either," Toby said, frowning down at the phone. Then he blinked, squinted, and looked over at Happy with a panicked look on his face. "Is there a picture of Ferret Bueller as your home screen?"
Happy looked confused, holding the phone in front of her and looking at the device. "Oh god," she said as it registered. "Toby, this is your phone."
"And this is…oh god." Toby jumped out of the bed, throwing the covers to the side as he raced for the bathroom. "They know, Happy! They know!"