Author: ferretgirl1124
Genres: Humor
Warnings/Disclaimers: Implied smut
Pairing: SpeedyxAqualad
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bumblebee doesn't believe what she's hearing.
A/N: Okay, I wanted this update to be the follow up of 'Unexpected', but...it won't work. So, here you go, and I'll try to make the next one be the follow up.
Dedicated to: All the new Spaqualad writers! Keep up the good work, guys!
Two boys staggered through the halls, hair dripping, towels wrapped loosely around their waists. Aqualad stumbled as Speedy leaned against him, and he latched one arm around the redhead's body to support him. "Not much farther."
Speedy whimpered and clutched at the other boy. "I'm not going to make it..."
"Fine." Scowling, the Atlantean yanked the archer into a nearby room and closed the room behind them.
Standing in the doorway of her room, Bumblebee blinked, then darted over to the door and pressed her ear against it.
"Steady, Roy!"
'God, Garth! Why'd you let so much of that stuff get in my stomach?"
"It's not my fault you choked."
"I wouldn't have choked if you hadn't abandoned me!"
"If you're really planning on doing this as much as you say, then you need to learn to do it on your own. I'm not always going to be there to help."
Outside, Bumblebee's face switched rapidly between being an unnatural shade of red, and being so pale that it was amazing she hadn't passed out from lack of oxygen to her brain. This was way too weird to be happening. Sure, neither of them were dating anyone...but those two together? She had never thought of that. And what exactly had Speedy been learning? This had to be some weird kind of misunderstanding.
Suddenly the door opened, and she squeaked, jumping back. Aqualad blinked at her, then shifted his hold on the other boy slightly. "Hey Bee...Sorry we're dripping...see, Speedy --"
"Don't worry!" Her voice was higher then usual, and she turned and darted back to her room, not bothering to look back. Speedy scowled, then returned to rubbing his hair dry with the towel he had stolen from the Atlantean.
"What the hell is her problem? We're wearing suits..."
Aqualad snorted and began helping his teammate back to his room. "Who knows. I thought she'd be happy that you were learning to swim. Just try not to swallow so much water next time, okay?"
The two exchanged looks and grinned, then disappeared inside the archers room, never knowing the extent of the mental trauma that they had bestowed upon their leader.