Toys and Games

by WingsofSmoke

Itty bitty little drabble I wrote while uninspired. Matt and Near attempt to agree on something. Slight hints towards the end, but nothing glaring

DN Crack

Transformers

"It's not justified."

"Yes it is."

"You keep saying that if it were gonna somehow be true."

"It is true."

"Is not."

"It is true."

"Come on, my games are more fun than those toys!"

"My 'toys' are longer lasting than your games. And they don't need any electricity in order to operate."

"My games are more intense."

"Intensity is unnecessary."

"Essential."

"Pointless."

Matt gave the white boy a look. Wasn't there anything they could agree on? Matt huffed a sigh and leaned back against the wall, fiddling with an unlit cigarette. There had to be something they could agree on... regarding toys and games, that is.

Then something clicked. Matt grinned. "Transformers."

Near glanced up. "What?"

"Transformers. The game."

"The toys."

Oh, no, they were not going to fight over Transformers.

"Game uses toys."

"Really." Wasn't convinced.

"Per say," Matt added. "Need toys to make it popular."

"The game depends on toys."

"And the toys wouldn't get far without the game behind them."

"Hmm..."

"That's Transformers for you."

"Indeed."

There. They had agreed on something. Short, but sweet. L would be proud of them.

Now if only they could agree on who topped in bed...