Special Chapter, aka lots of Roy!
W: We agreed that's how we'd raise our child!
D: Our child? Wally, we're not married.
W: Dude, we're a little married.
D: I know, I love it.
(They were talking about Connor)
W: If I died, how much do you think you'd miss me?
D: its funny how you think death can get you out of this friendship
W: Don't hurt me, I'm your hottest friend!
W: No wait, that's Barbara
W: I'm your nicest friend!
D: …That would be M'gann.
W: ….I'm your friend!
W: You're a person of interest, even though you're not necessarily an interesting person
D: That feels unnecessarily rude
W: you're being a little
D: obstreperous? Recalcitrant?
W: I was gonna say 'cray-cray'
W: I had a rude-ass dream last night. Some disembodied voice said, "Hey, wanna hear a funny joke?" And you know I love jokes, so am like "Yeah, sure." Then my 6am alarm goes off.
D: Lmao, the disembodied voice is a prick
D: why are your hands burnt?
W: I've been cooking bacon all morning
W: Artemis is an oven.
D: Explain.
W: Roasts me
D: I'm not needy!
W: You're the definition of needy
W: Remember that one time you called me at three in the morning to make sure we were still friends?
D: I'm going to succeed, or die crying.
W: Pretty sure it's 'die trying'
D: Not the way I do it
D: Are you awake I wanna talk about Indiana Jones
W: No, but continue
D: I slept for 12 hours but I might still be tired to let's go for 12 more just in case
W: Dick, that's a coma.
D: Sounds festive
W: What is it called when you kill a friend?
D: Homiecide.
R: Murder.
D: Homiecide.
W: I'm an idiot.
R: No, you're not an idiot. You're a kid.
D: He's a kidiot.
R: This is a terrible idea
W: But not our worst, right?
D: It has the potential
D: Don't panic, I'm in charge.
R: Thats why we're panicking
W: Roy, why did you take like 75 napkins
R: The glove compartment needed restocked, tf
R: Hey Dick, you okay?
D: Yeah, why?
R: Earlier I heard you ask Wally earlier if damage repair shampoo works on emotions
R: I did something last night I shouldn't have, but I don't want to tell you because you'll probably just put it on twitter.
W: No tell us
D: We promise we won't
W: You always see the worst in people
R: Yeah, cause people are the worst
D: Including me and Wally?
R: Especially you and Wally
D: I have an idea, but I'm going to need your permission
R: Why would you need my permission?
R: You never listen to me anyway
D: Because if I mess it up, I don't want it to be just my fault
R: Everything isn't always sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes there's tequila.
D: Are you drunk?
R: working on it
R: Idk, you guys should probably wait for some adult supervision
W: …
D: …
R: Oh no
R: I am the adult supervision
D: Can you please come and get me. Wally locked me in a closet.
R: Break down the door.
D: It hurts my shoulder when I break down the door.
R: Where's Wally?
D: Outside the closet
R: If you're doing something that makes your best friend lock you in a closet, you probably shouldn't be doing it.
Lol, I love Roy and know you guys do too; *cue music* 'What can I say, except You're Welcome!'
Maybe I'll work on a few chapters of Tales Behind the Texts, I'm having too much fun with this fic and should update something else, haha.
Also...who's gonna be the 2000th Reviewer for this story? Can't wait to find out :)