Chapter 4

(Oliver)

An hour and a half later, Emil finds Oliver sitting in a chair next to the couch where AC and Bart are still sitting looking board out of there minds. Emil glances at the TV to find out why and finds it on the business channel that Oliver left it on. Not that Oliver's really a fan of this channel in the first place but because he knows making them sit through over an hour of whatever was playing on that particular channel is almost punishment enough for what they did. I bet they wish they were Victor right now.

"Ok, except for the broken monitor everything else is back to normal. Or as normal as a vigilante club house can be that is…" Emil informs Oliver.

"Thank you Dr. Hamilton. And for coming on such short notice." He reply's smirking at the last part.

Emil raises an eyebrow "About that… I would really prefer going the speed limit next time." he pauses for a moment "I get motion sickness" he finishes. Which explains why he looked like he was going to pass out earlier.

"No promises." Oliver tell him smirking again.

Emil sighs "Well anyways, I'm going to head back home now, but I think I will take a cab home this time." he turns to Bart "Could you please get my wallet for me it's in the…" Bart interrupts.

"No problamo." And then takes off. 5 seconds later he appears in front of him holding out his wallet.

"How did you know where it was?" Emil asks Bart.

"I can sense a wallet from a mile away." He replies sounding kind of proud of that for some reason. "Old habits die hard." He adds after a moment.

Emil gives Oliver a look and he just shrugs at him with a look on his face that says 'no comment'. Emil turns back to Bart "Well thank you I guess." He tells Bart, and starts to walk to the door.

"Like I said, it was no problamo." Bart says cheerily before sitting back down next to AC.

With that Emil left.

He turns to look at Bart and AC when he realizes Victor is still sitting by the computers even though Watchtower is fully functional again…

"Victor?" Oliver calls out looking over at him.

Victor's head drops forward before he turns to him. "Yeah?" he asks knowing he just got busted.

"What are you doing?" Oliver asks him knowingly.

"Uh, just double checking… things. You know, to make sure everything is working properly." he says.

"Umm Humm… well why don't you take a break and order some Chinese?"

"Oh! Yeah, ok. Uh you guys just want the usual?" Victor asks everyone.

"Yep." Oliver answers.

"Totally." AC agrees.

"Wontons on the side instead." Bart requests

"Oh! Yeah wontons for me too!" AC says changing his mind.

"Wait, I changed my mind. I want those chicken wings with that oyster sauce stuff on it." Bart says.

AC snorts rolling his eyes. "What?" Bart asks annoyed.

"You just changed your mind cause I said I wanted wontons too."

"No I didn't." Bart denies.

"Yeah right." AC says under his breath.

"I heard that, Nemo." Bart bites back.

"You were suppose to, gnome."

"Oh yeah? Well prier to your fishy beliefs my appetite doesn't change just because you…"

"Ok! That's it! If you guys don't knock it off right now I promise I will go get my tranquilizer darts and knock you both out!" Oliver yells at them. And they both instantly stop talking.

"…..good, now apologize." He order them.

They look at each other before looking down and muttering apologies to each other.

"I don't mean to interrupt this little….. thing your doing" Victor gestures back and forth between them "but is there anything else you guys want before I make the order?" He asks

AC and Bart open there mouths to answer but Oliver answers with a 'No.' in a and-that's-final kind of way before they can get a word out.

"Ok."

Oliver turns back to Bart and AC when Victor goes to order the food. "I am going to die really young you know. What with all the years you've taken off my life, I can't believe I've even made it this far." He snarks.

"Me neither old man." Bart throws back.

"I'm not old!" Oliver bursts out exasperated.

Bart raises his hands in surrender. "I think I hit a nerve." He whispers to AC loud enough so that he can still hear. AC snickers and Oliver glares at them.

"Would you look at the time…" He casually glances at his watch, and continues. "it looks like Chloe should be getting back any time now." A somber expression suddenly comes across there faces and Oliver smirks. "Huh, looks like I hit a nerve."

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