I own nothing. PERFECT tie for Dinah and J'onn, so I took HAL instead! GIGGLES!
Friends: Tell you not to do something stupid while you're drunk.
Best Friends: Capture the moment on video.
"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
Diana rolled her eyes as she stood there next to the Christmas tree, watching Hal chug beer. Of course, the contest is supposed to be milk or that other excuse for a dairy product, but nooooo- they had run out of eggnog, so Hal had decided to use the next best thing.
Bruce came over to stand next to his girlfriend, and she noticed a small black device in his hand. "Bruce, what-"
"Camera."
"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!- AW! MY NEW SHOES!"
Friends: Borrow your stuff for a few days.
Best Friends: Steal your stuff so often, you can't remember if it's theirs or yours.
"Hey, Bruce?"
Batman turned from his position in front of the monitors to see Green Lantern walking up to him, some sort of mechanical object in hand.
"What is that, Jordan?"
"I dunno, but it's yours."
"No, it's not."
"Yeah, it is! I st- borrowed it from you, like, a week ago."
"No, idiot, I borrowed it from you two weeks ago."
Hal stood there for a moment, confused, before shrugging. Then, he turned down the hallway. "Hey, Clark, I found something of your's!"
Friends: Will call the person who freaked out at you a jerk.
Best Friends: Will break that person's ego- and nose.
"Uh... Bruce?"
"Yes?"
"Just because he didn't like my new haircut, doesn't mean you need to put him in a body cast!"
"..."
Friends: Will say that they can't handle it anymore.
Best Friends: Will say, "Okay, just one more..." FIVE MINUTES LATER... "Okay, just one more..."
Hal swore as he did another bench-press. Batman had insisted that the meta-humans figure out how to survive without their powers, so now, Green Lantern was stuck weight-lifting.
He felt a presence over him, and a deep voice said, "One more."
The pilot swore out loud. "Y-you said that five minutes ago!"
"I'm saying it again. And, I'm the Batman- so you listen."
Friends: Stab you in the back.
Best Friends: Stab you with straws.
"SH- JORDAN!" Bruce pulled around, red-faced, from Diana. His girlfriend cocked an eyebrow as she peered over his shoulder, to where Oliver and Barry were pointing at Hal. The Green Lantern smiled meekly before throwing a straw wrapper in the air and running away, screaming.
Friends: Chuckle at your jokes.
Best Friends: Turn blue in the face.
"... It wasn't that funny, Jordan..."
"SOMEONE CALL THE MEDICAL BAY!"
Friends: Wake you up when it's time to go.
Best Friends: Are your pillow.
Batman sighed heavily as he looked out the window of the Javelin. Really, did Jordan have to use his shoulder as a pillow? Robin told Batman all the time that he made a terrible pillow! This is so gay...
But, Hal had a major concussion, three bullet wounds to the chest, and a knife in his knee.
Just this once...
Friends: Call you crazy for jumping off a bridge.
Best Friends: Are shoving you off.
"Well, Green Lantern," Batman spat from his spot on the roof, his back towards a huge fire. "You can fly! I can't."
"You have your belt-thingie, right?"
Batman's eyes narrowed. "You mean the one you 'borrowed' earlier tonight and 'accidentally' blew up?"
From his spot hovering above the Dark Knight, Hal shrugged. Then, the fire jumped out further. "You'd better jump, Bats."
"I am no idiot, Jor- SHI-"
"TIIIIMBER!"
Friends: Is jealous of your love history.
Best Friends: Is cleaning up your mess.
"Hey, Bruce," Hal called from the men's locker room entrance in the Hall of Justice. Batman, cocking an eyebrow, came over, only to find the Green Lantern in civvies, trying on different suit jackets. "Which one is better?"
"Why?"
Hal rolled his eyes. "I have a hot date, that's why!"
"..."
"Well?"
"Well, what?"
"Don't you wanna know who it is?"
"No."
"You're supposed to say 'Yeah, Hal! I'd love to know who that sexy lady you're dating is!'"
"Fine, Jordan. Who the Hell said yes to you?"
"That's not the same."
"Jordan..."
"Selina Kyle."
Batman's eye twitched.
"OUCH!"
Friends: Don't have anything to say.
Best Friends: Won't shut the HECK UP!
HJ: Hey, wuz up dude?
BW: workin.
HJ: U kno what I did 2day?
BW: workin.
HJ: after I went on a date with S, I got called to a mission.
BW: working
HJ: it was poison ivy, actly. Im surprized u didnt kno.
BW: Work. Ing.
HJ: anywayz, I was wunderin if u- INCOMING MESSAGE
BW: if u dnt stop txting me, I will (*&##&$*&(&$#)
"Well then... HEY! That's illegal!"
Friends: Will ignore that pimple on your chin.
Best Friends: Will scream from halfway across the room, "HEY! YOU'VE GOT A WHITE-HEAD ON YOUR MUG!"
Bruce leaned in to kiss Diana, when-
"BRUCE! YOU HAVE A WHITE-HEAD ON YOUR- AW SH-"
Friends: Give you your money when they find it.
Best Friends: Say, "Finders-keepers."
Batman scowled as he walked past the Meeting Room. Tim had given him a 'Barnes and Nobles' gift card for Christmas, but now...
"Jordan, have you seen- What on earth are you reading?"
"Technically, we're in space."
* Bat-Glare *
"Jeesh! It's a Spiderman comic-book! Okay?"
"Fine. Have you seen- wait... JORDAN!"
Friends: Wait for a reasonable time to call you.
Best Friends: Ring at 2 AM.
Bruce swore inwardly as he sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes. A very pregnant Amazonian sat up with him. "B-Bruce? What's wrong?"
The ringing communicator on the bed-side beckoned for the Dark Knight, so, he kissed his wife and said, "It's nothing, Diana. Go back to sleep."
She nodded and did so, snoring as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Bruce sighed, smiling gently, then turned all of his rage on the communicator. "Hello?"
As soon as Hal's voice came on, Bruce could tell he had been crying. The billionaire sighed. "Channel?"
The nod could be heard over the metal earwig.
"Alright... What happened?"
Friends: Will say "Yeah, I'd take a bullet for you."
Best Friends: TAKE that bullet for you.
Hal swore over and over and over again as he put pressure on the hole in Batman's chest. Back-up was at least half an hour away. So, Hal had to keep Bruce alive until then. Easy... Right?
A gurgle of blood came up from the man's mouth, and Green Lantern bit back tears. "Bruce, I have a shield! Why the heck did you take that?"
"R-R-Reflex..." Batman murmured the excuse, helping to put pressure on his bullet-wound.
But Hal knew he was lying. Batman was just paranoid- especially after that once that Hal's shield had broken.
If it was one thing Bruce didn't trust, it was powers.
One thing he did, though, was Hal.
That's why I need to keep him alive...
It felt like an hour, but it was only about twenty-two minutes. New high-score! Bats was taken to Medical, where he was treated. Barry, still in uniform, crouched next to Hal in the dirty alleyway. "What happened, Hal?"
Then, the realization struck.
"It was a gold bullet."
If you don't understand the 'gold bullet' thing, pleeeeease go watch the new Green Lantern movie. (It's beast.)
REVIEWS?
A) Dinah
B) J'onn