metrops | summer paradise (with you)

No it's cool, let's go!

[Of course, what he doesn't expect is the tight-chest-feeling to come back as soon as Wally takes off his shirt. Best friend here, bro here, and what the eff was the tightness anyway? He didn't have freaking asthma. Crap. Breathe. But there we go, there's the Wally he knows, acting like a dofus as always. So he laughs, pushing Wally off-balance as he makes a run for the water.]

Dude!

[Tripping over himself for a sec, then totally speeds past Dick and basically crashes into the incoming wave, letting himself get washed up on the shore with a really stupid look on his face because the salt water totally went up his nose.]

Oh god, oh god, it went up my nose— Oh god it burns—

[Bursts out laughing, to the point that he's holding his sides, before reaching forward and grabbing some seaweed from on top of his head.]

Dude, ocean water. Salt. Of course it burns! [Laughs again before walking further out into the waves.]

[Sorry, he's still having a fit over here. Just. Give him a moment to keep scrunching his nose like a bunny while trying to swallow. He probably looks pretty ridiculous.]

Okay, okay. I think I'm good. [And he's up and heading back into the water.] Note to self: do not run head first into a wave. But in my defense it kind of attacked me.

[That's okay because Dick just dove under a wave, surfacing again to have all his hair over his eyes before he slicks it back.]

You act like you've never been in the ocean before. [But of course, he's still laughing. Maybe more of a giggle. Because Wally still looks pretty funny scrunching his face like that.]

[And Wally almost chokes on his own saliva when Dick resurfaces, because— no, he actually has no idea why that just happened. Well, somewhere in the back of his head he knows exactly why, but that part of his brain isn't currently communicating with the rest of it. He's uh, just gonna cough and pretend nothing happened. And, you know, his face is suddenly sunburned. Which is why it's kind of pink. BUT DEFINITELY NOT RED—

Okay, Wally, breathe, get it together.]

I've never been in the ocean with super speed. And it's never gone up my nose before! That I can remember, anyway. My parents or Iris probably took me when I was little, but I think I was more interested in building sandcastles than going out in the water.

[And he doesn't even notice the magical delimma going on in Wally's head because it's convient. So instead he just kind of floats in the water and keeps his head above the waves. Cause that's what you do when you're in the ocean. You know, not drown.]

Ahh, sucks. Alfred's taken me to the beach a few times, since it's only a little ways away from Gotham. But you can only go in the summer or else it's way too cold. And the Gotham port stinks. [And now it's his turn to scrunch up his nose.]

But dude, your super speed could be awesome. Have you tried walking on water yet? Like, running over it like the Flash? Or creating some sort of whirl pool? Cause that could be awesome too.

[And now he's just coming up with crazy ideas because the possibilities are endless, even if technically there are no possibilities what with people around and all.]

[Of course, when Dick mentions Alfred and the beach, Wally's all laughs because come on, the mental image of Alfred at the beach is hilarious.]

Dude, dude, does Alf have one of those striped one piece bathing suits? Or is he still required to wear a real suit to the beach?

[He thinks about these non-possibilities for a moment and dunks himself in the water, resurfacing a moment later shaking his head like a wet dog.] I dunno, man, I could probably do the whirl pool thing, but Flash hasn't really gotten around to teaching me the art of running on water. And, uh, I kinda don't wanna drown.

[He laughs as well, imagining Alfred in one of those swim suits. God, that would be a sight.] No, no, oh my god if he did though.... no when we come out to the beach he usually just has his normal suit pants and white shirt and vest. He just like, rolls the bottoms of the pants and doesn't go in the water.

[Watches him as he goes under and back up again, just...just cause he wants to alright? He doesn't really know why. And it's not weird, okay? It's not. He's just...okay maybe it's kind of strange but he can't help but smile a little.] Dude, you should totally try it out. We can do tests and training and stuff on the part of Gotham bay right near the cave. It's secluded enough. Oh man that would be so awesome if you could run on water.

Aw, man, talk about lame. [And then he thinks of something funnier. But... does he dare? YES. YES HE DOES.] But you know what'd be even better? Batman in one of those.

[And he still says Batman because he can't even bring himself to call Rob "Dick." It's still weird that he actually knows and that he's actually looking Dick in the eyes, but he's getting used to that. Even though he shouldn't. Because this is probably only a one-time thing. And he shouldn't be disappointed by that but, yeah, he totally is.]

Seriously? I mean, that'd be totally awesome. But, I dunno, wouldn't it be better for me to do this with Flash?

[And the next part comes out as a really fast afterthought.] NotthatIdon'twanttodoitwithyouoranything.

I know right? He wouldn't even get in the water, either. And as much fun as the ocean is, alone it is not. [And he shrugs cause you know, playing in the ocean alone really isn't something he should be thinking about. Since Wally is here, and he's having a great time.]

[Snorts, cause really he shouldn't be laughing and he should stop himself from laughing, and while he's at it stop picturing Bruce in that kind of swimsuit because oh god how is he going to face him ever again.] Oh god, I can't even......... [And he loses the fight, bursting out laughing and even going as far as to fall back into another wave, making a fool of himself as he tries and not get a face full of sea water] He'd...probably wear the cowl, too...

[Finally he manages to control himself, taking a few deep breaths and calming down before looking back up at him.] Oh...um...yeah. That would make more sense. I just thought...no, nevermind it's cool. It's not like I'd be able to help you figure it out, right? You'll have to show me when you master it, though.

[Yeah, and this is probably the hardest Wally's laughed in a while. Because really. Batman in a swimsuit. With the cowl. It's pretty much a priceless image.]

R-Rob, I think I'm dying... I can't breathe...

[But somehow he manages to calm down, though he has to fight the urge to burst out laughing randomly because he will never be able to get that image out of his head. Too bad he's starting to get that uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach again because he doesn't want to let his best friend down.]

No, hey, we can totally still train together, dude. I mean, you are like a stealth master and I kind of need a lot of help in that department.

[Not going to lie about this, but Wally's laugh is contagious. So seeing Wally laugh so hard made him laugh harder, if only for a moment. Then it was serious time yet again, especially with that fraction-of-a-second look he got from his best friend. He smiles again.]

Dude, of course I have to train you to be stealthy. How else are we getting anywhere in Vegas? [He laughs again and punches the speedster's arm lightly. Bro-punch. Those are cool. But then he's turning back into the waves again, walking further out into the water.]

Now c'mon man, I have to show you how to body surf. It's just kind of awesome.

[Wally laughs again, but more at himself this time than swimsuit!Batman.] Dude, but even if we get in, they might kick us out because you're so tiny.

[Bro-punch back, which really turns more into a bro-splash.] Alright, let's do it! Just... don't laugh at me if I suck. Which I might.

[And then he tries to run further into the ocean, but his foot gets caught in seaweed or whatever the hell is down there and pretty much lurches face-forward into the salty water. He should really just stop trying to use his super speed. He comes back up coughing, but he's okay. Seriously, he needs like a leash or something so he stops doing stupid impulsive things. Also I'm too lazy to find an icon for this part.]

I can get us in. It's a matter of staying in with your big mouth.

[He tries to splash him back but by that point Wally's already running out into the water, which he should probably tell him is a bad idea because footing on sand and everything else in the water is probably a bad idea...but oh well. It's too entertaining watching him fall. He laughs and pulls him back above the water.]

Kay, dude, we're fine right here. And it's not that hard. Most difficult part is keeping the water from going up your nose, which...might be really hard for you oh well. Have you ever been boogie boarding?

Come on, Rob, have some faith! I promise I won't say anything stupid. [Oh, Wally, don't you know anything. Promises are made to be broken.]

Dude, shut up. That was a one time thing, okay? But what do you think?

[Leaning forward slightly, maybe with a tiny little smirk on his face. ~~This may or may not simply be an excuse to get a closer look at Dick's eyes.~~] I thought you already knew everything about me.

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