It was a stupid idea. SO stupid. Like, if Malcolm had done it, he would have yelled or hit something, but no. HE did this stupid thing. Gary had promised himself after Paul died that he was done doing stupid shit, and yet, time and time again, here he was.
Pulling the Morphomobile into the cave, and parking it on the platform, he saw that he was already in trouble.
The chair at the Crime Computer turned towards the formerly empty platform. Arms crossed, still in the nice clothes he wore out with Sheila. Opening the doors, Gary stepped out, with the keys and his leftovers. "Hey boss. Shouldn't you be upstairs?"
"Shouldn't you be... maybe... NOT DOWN HERE! What the fuck dude! Did you go Morphoing without me! I'm STILL your leader!" "Dude, chill. Please, I did something stupid, but I didn't kill anyone on the list... or kill anyone for that matter. And I didn't get seen or followed back." "Where did you go 21!" "... To Gotham." He muttered as he looked down.
"DUDE! What the fuck! You keep telling me I can't even take my own costume to Enzo's, and you take our VERY IDENTIFIABLE car to GOTHAM to see that clown again!" "Dude, she's not a clown, and I already said I fucked up okay!" "A Harlequin is a clown! BASICALLY A CLOWN! I'm not insulting her, I'm insulting you dude!" "Don't insult me either! I already apologized! You were on date night and I made a stupid offer! I'm sorry man."
Malcolm sighed heavily, looking at his sidekick. "Not too long ago I would have replaced your blood with acid for less then what you did tonight." "Dude, I know. I remember!" "Don't do it again. If you want to show off to your little friend, you TEXT me and tell me. Don't ever do this again, 21. I mean it. I trust you and you better not break it. I'm really happy you're seeing someone. Even if you keep insisting otherwise. But that car? That was my dads. You only take it with MY permission, dude, this is so fucked."
Gary rubbed at the back of his head and noded. "I promise, dude. Wont happen again." "If it does, you'll text so my wife doesnt see?" "I'll text you some kind of code. We can figure it out. Are we good?" "Yeah now come on. I've been waiting for nearly two hours to watch Game of Thrones."
Gary looked over at him as he was starting to put the Kano suit up. His shorts and tshirt still under the suit from where he rushed. "Wait, what?"
"Oh yeah, you were gone. Dr. My Wife got called away as soon as we reached the restaurant. I've been back since nearly eight thirty dude."
Oh fuck, he should have listened to Harley and waited. "Come on! I gotta see what happened, and unlike you I don't watch without you."
Following Monarch up the stairs he tossed his arms up. "ONE episode! I watched ONE without you dude. Come on let it go!" "You stole my car to get laid! I refuse." "I didn't get laid, dude. We hung out. I told you were friends." "TWENTY ONE! Are you serious! You risked getting caught for some Chinese food? Also, what is it? Smells amazing?"
"Yes I did, and yes it is. Want the rest?" "Hell yes, I do. Let's go, I already got it loaded up." "Thanks, dude, for being understanding." "Yeah, yeah, that's me. So forgiving and understanding. Next time you do something stupid like this, make sure you at least do it for a good reason." "Then let's buy a car already!" Gary whined. "Not in this city, hell no. You want a car to see your 'friend' buy it yourself, scrub." "Wow, that's like majorly hurtful, dude." "I'm a bad guy, you big crybaby. Come on already, it's Khalessi time!"
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Stealing the Mercades
Pulling the Morphomobile into the cave, and parking it on the platform, he saw that he was already in trouble.
The chair at the Crime Computer turned towards the formerly empty platform. Arms crossed, still in the nice clothes he wore out with Sheila. Opening the doors, Gary stepped out, with the keys and his leftovers. "Hey boss. Shouldn't you be upstairs?"
"Shouldn't you be... maybe... NOT DOWN HERE! What the fuck dude! Did you go Morphoing without me! I'm STILL your leader!"
"Dude, chill. Please, I did something stupid, but I didn't kill anyone on the list... or kill anyone for that matter. And I didn't get seen or followed back."
"Where did you go 21!"
"... To Gotham." He muttered as he looked down.
"DUDE! What the fuck! You keep telling me I can't even take my own costume to Enzo's, and you take our VERY IDENTIFIABLE car to GOTHAM to see that clown again!"
"Dude, she's not a clown, and I already said I fucked up okay!"
"A Harlequin is a clown! BASICALLY A CLOWN! I'm not insulting her, I'm insulting you dude!"
"Don't insult me either! I already apologized! You were on date night and I made a stupid offer! I'm sorry man."
Malcolm sighed heavily, looking at his sidekick. "Not too long ago I would have replaced your blood with acid for less then what you did tonight."
"Dude, I know. I remember!"
"Don't do it again. If you want to show off to your little friend, you TEXT me and tell me. Don't ever do this again, 21. I mean it. I trust you and you better not break it. I'm really happy you're seeing someone. Even if you keep insisting otherwise. But that car? That was my dads. You only take it with MY permission, dude, this is so fucked."
Gary rubbed at the back of his head and noded. "I promise, dude. Wont happen again."
"If it does, you'll text so my wife doesnt see?"
"I'll text you some kind of code. We can figure it out. Are we good?"
"Yeah now come on. I've been waiting for nearly two hours to watch Game of Thrones."
Gary looked over at him as he was starting to put the Kano suit up. His shorts and tshirt still under the suit from where he rushed. "Wait, what?"
"Oh yeah, you were gone. Dr. My Wife got called away as soon as we reached the restaurant. I've been back since nearly eight thirty dude."
Oh fuck, he should have listened to Harley and waited. "Come on! I gotta see what happened, and unlike you I don't watch without you."
Following Monarch up the stairs he tossed his arms up. "ONE episode! I watched ONE without you dude. Come on let it go!"
"You stole my car to get laid! I refuse."
"I didn't get laid, dude. We hung out. I told you were friends."
"TWENTY ONE! Are you serious! You risked getting caught for some Chinese food? Also, what is it? Smells amazing?"
"Yes I did, and yes it is. Want the rest?"
"Hell yes, I do. Let's go, I already got it loaded up."
"Thanks, dude, for being understanding."
"Yeah, yeah, that's me. So forgiving and understanding. Next time you do something stupid like this, make sure you at least do it for a good reason."
"Then let's buy a car already!" Gary whined.
"Not in this city, hell no. You want a car to see your 'friend' buy it yourself, scrub."
"Wow, that's like majorly hurtful, dude."
"I'm a bad guy, you big crybaby. Come on already, it's Khalessi time!"
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