Hey, this is my first Young Justice fanfic. Yays! This was inspired by the most YJ recent episode, Salvage. It's a short drabble written in dialog containing plenty of Spitefire, so enjoy!
Warnings: Language and Sexual References
Disclaimer: Young Justice belongs to DC Comics, not me.
Gimme A Sammich
"Gimme a sammich."
"What?"
"I said gimme a sammich, so give me a sammich, women."
"Excuse me, Mr. West, but you must have mistaken me for someone else. Care to try again?"
"No, I know what I said. Come on, Artie, your super sexy hot amazing fine wonderful boyfriend wants his girlfriend to make him a sammich."
"First of all, it's 'sandwich', not sammich. No wonder you failed Freshman Comp."
"HEY! I passed that class."
"By one point."
"That's beside the point. The point is, I want a sammich-"
"Sandwich."
"Whatever. The point is, I want a food product consisting of bread, eat, cheese, mayo, mustard-"
"Answer's still no."
"Come on, Artie, I'm hungry!"
"If you're so hungry, than make yourself a sandwich. You've got two working legs."
"But it's so much sexier when you do it. I want my sexy sandwich, dammit!"
"Sexy sandwich. Really, Wally?"
"Really, now make me one."
"No."
"Pleeeeeeeeease, Artie!"
"No, Baywatch!"
"I'm going to waist away here! I'm going to die, and at my funeral, everyone's going to be all like 'Oh, if only Artemis had made him that sammich'."
"Sandwich. And stop being all dramatic Wally. You're not going to die."
" How do you know that?"
"Common sense."
"What is this 'Common Sense' of which you speak of?"
"Something you obviously lack."
" You sound like my mom. So how about that sammi- sandwich."
"Answer's still no"
"I'm going to die!"
"Wally. Get. Up. And. Make. Yourself. The. Damn. SANDWICH."
"I want you to make me a sammich!"
"... Wally, will this make you get up and make yourself the sandwich."
"..."
"..."
"...Whoa."
"Will you make yourself that sandwich?"
"Yup."
"Good."
"So, how about tomorrow?"
"Wally!"