Camo
Skippy's list Challenge - #43
Title: Camo
Characters: Tim, Bart
Warning: Nothing really. Oh wait, correction, tis my first ever posted fic. *Beware!*
Disclaimer: Not mine, DC's.
Bart had last been saying something about disguises, and camouflage paint, which means he *might* be here, even if that would entail him being very... still. Or, more likely, he's just gotten distracted, and is somewhere else altogether.
But, he can't see anyone else around, so he'll just try bluffing first.
"Bart."
A bush says "Yeah?"
Then, "Damn! You can see me?"
Well... actually, he couldn't, until Bart said that.
The same bush starts to shake, and a very green Bart-shape appears.
Well, that or Swamp Thing's gotten a whole lot smaller, though he does have a wife, and... never mind.
That's definitely Bart-teeth grinning white amongst the painted foliage.
"Man, I had to sit still for *ages* - I nearly thought I had you for a moment..." He's pouting briefly for a moment, then Bart grins and flings his arms out and twirls, "Whatcha' think of my disguise?"
Better than he'd expected really.
Tim opens his mouth to reply,
"It's..."
And pauses.
And has to close his eyes, which Bart can't actually see through his lenses. Yet another advantage of the mask.
And finally says carefully, "Bart, while I said you could wear camouflage paint, you... still have to wear *pants*."
"But I don't have any camo pants! Not that they'd be as effective anyway, all baggy, and my boxers are red or yellow! And while I really like red and yellow, it's just not stealthy, y'know?"
He can hear him, probably waving his arms around as he talks.
Tim sneaks a peak.
Yep.
He hasn't moved away, still dangling there, and... forest green.
"Where do you think I could get camo boxers?"
There was a split second pause, which wouldn't have been noticeable if it'd been anyone other than Bart, and it takes a second for Barts last sentence to register, in which time Bart's already sped off.
"Oooh! Do you think Dick still has any green panties left?"
Title: Camo
Characters: Tim, Bart
Warning: Nothing really. Oh wait, correction, tis my first ever posted fic. *Beware!*
Disclaimer: Not mine, DC's.
Bart had last been saying something about disguises, and camouflage paint, which means he *might* be here, even if that would entail him being very... still. Or, more likely, he's just gotten distracted, and is somewhere else altogether.
But, he can't see anyone else around, so he'll just try bluffing first.
"Bart."
A bush says "Yeah?"
Then, "Damn! You can see me?"
Well... actually, he couldn't, until Bart said that.
The same bush starts to shake, and a very green Bart-shape appears.
Well, that or Swamp Thing's gotten a whole lot smaller, though he does have a wife, and... never mind.
That's definitely Bart-teeth grinning white amongst the painted foliage.
"Man, I had to sit still for *ages* - I nearly thought I had you for a moment..." He's pouting briefly for a moment, then Bart grins and flings his arms out and twirls, "Whatcha' think of my disguise?"
Better than he'd expected really.
Tim opens his mouth to reply,
"It's..."
And pauses.
And has to close his eyes, which Bart can't actually see through his lenses. Yet another advantage of the mask.
And finally says carefully, "Bart, while I said you could wear camouflage paint, you... still have to wear *pants*."
"But I don't have any camo pants! Not that they'd be as effective anyway, all baggy, and my boxers are red or yellow! And while I really like red and yellow, it's just not stealthy, y'know?"
He can hear him, probably waving his arms around as he talks.
Tim sneaks a peak.
Yep.
He hasn't moved away, still dangling there, and... forest green.
"Where do you think I could get camo boxers?"
There was a split second pause, which wouldn't have been noticeable if it'd been anyone other than Bart, and it takes a second for Barts last sentence to register, in which time Bart's already sped off.
"Oooh! Do you think Dick still has any green panties left?"