Hey everyone! Finally got around to writing a text fic. Hope you like it! This features the original crew, with Snart, Jax, Sara, Rip, Mick, Kendra, Stein, and Ray.

Jaxtorm and The British One

Jaxtorm: yo rip

Jaxtorm: can we talk on pm

Jaxtorm: like away from the gc

Jaxtorm: faaarr away from the gc

The British One: Agreed

The British One: I particularly dislike the nickname they gave me

The British One: I mean really?

The British One: For all we know YOU might be secretly british

Jaxtorm: ...

Jaxtorm: ANYWAY the engine is all over the place what am i supposed to do?

The British One: Send a picture

Jaxtorm: ya sure?

The British One: How bad can it be

Jaxtorm: haha

Jaxtorm: wait its not sending

The British One: The temporal zone's wifi must be lagging

Jaxtorm: wait lemme see

De Legends

The British One has left the group chat.

puppypalmer: aww rip don't be a kj

Jaxtorm: WHOEVERS USING THE WIFI BACK OFF

Jaxtorm: SOMETHING IMPORTANT IS GOING ON

DivineLance: tch

Jaxtorm: tch?

Jaxtorm: wtf does tch mean?

DivineLance: ur just playing ros

Jaxtorm: excuse me am not

DivineLance: haha sure

puppypalmer: sorry jax i think its me

puppypalmer: kendra and i are watching a movie

hawkbarista: RAY

hawkbarista: I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL THEM

puppypalmer: sorry but jax said it was important!

DivineLance: MY GOD STOP ABUSING THE WIFI

puppypalmer: sorry...we'll watch it on movie night

hawkbarista: i hate you all

Jaxtorm: ...

Jaxtorm: imma just leave

Jaxtorm and The British One

Jaxtorm: [image]

The British One: Oh my

The British One: Oh my god

The British One: WHO DID THAT TO MY SHIP?

Jaxtorm: don't tell anyone but...

Jaxtorm: i think it was grey

The British One: Martin?

The British One: Are you serious?

The British One: Im on my way don't worry

Greyfire and The British One

The British One: Hello Martin

The British One: Martin?

The British One: Martin this is urgent!

The British One: Martin!

The British One: My goodness

Jaxtorm and The British One

The British One: He's not answering

Jaxtorm: just hurry up and get over here

The British One: Tell him to answer his phone!

The British One: Where are you?

Jaxtorm: AHAHAHA THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE

The British One: We are right next to each other

Jaxtorm: haha

Jaxtorm: haha

Jaxtorm: hahs

Jaxtorm: hahg

Jaxtorm: hshe

The British One: Stop spamming me

The British One: And your typos are amazing by the way

Jaxtorm: *haha

The British One: STOP SPAMMING ME AND HELP ME

Jaxtorm: okkkk no need to shout

The British One: JAX!

Greyfire and The British One

The British One: Martin!

Greyfire: Yes?

Greyfire: Rip, is that you?

The British One: How did you know?

Greyfire: Well, who else is british here?

The British One: I CANNOT ANYMORE

The British One: FOR ALL WE KNOW JAX IS BRITISH

The British One: WE'LL NEVER KNOW

The British One: ALRIGHT?

The British One: Sorry

Greyfire: Was there something you wanted to tell me?

The British One: Did you tamper with the engines?

Greyfire: Why would you ask me that?

The British One: ...

Greyfire: I might have.

Greyfire: Emphasis on might.

The British One: ...

Greyfire: I'll be taking Jefferson's place in the chore wheel again, won't I?

The British One: Jax and I have decided that you will take Jax's place in the chore wheel

The British One: Again he wants me to add

Greyfire: Ah, yes. He usually gets that obnoxious smug feeling when I have to do something for him.

Jaxtorm and The British One

Jaxtorm: riiiiiippp

Jaxtorm: stop texting while working

The British One: Hypocrite