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There was a loud crash followed by a string of swears that even impressed Jason, as he set the two bowls on the tablet. “If you put another hole in the wall I put a whole in you.” He called out casually as he took a seat at the head of table. Reaching out, he grabbed the box of cereal with some animated character that Roy had picked out last time he was in charge of doing the grocery shopping. It was partly his own fault that they ended up with this sort of food in the cupboards, he was the one who kept letting Roy go shopping without any kind of supervision. Sure there was the one time he brought Dick with him, but Dick was a walking monster of ramen noodles and chips which left Jason baffled on how Dick still stayed in shape.
If he were honest though, he actually kind of enjoyed the artificially colored cereal. There was a small plop as he poured he cereal. Looking in his bowl, there was a gaudy looking mood ring that looked more garish than something you could buy out of a candy machine. Putting it to the side, he finished pouring his cereal before setting the mostly empty box in front of the other bowl.
Two bites into his own cereal, there was a loud explosion but this time Roy poked his head in the door. “I swear I didn’t break anything.”
“Sure you didn’t.” Jason hummed, swallowing a spoon full of cereal. “Just patch it up before I see it.”
Roy nodded, taking a seat in the chair next to him, pouring the rest of the cereal box into his bowl. He frowned taking the box and holding it closer for inspection, “No prize? That sucks. See if I ever buy this brand again. The chocolate ones always have prizes.”
“I didn’t realize you were such a cereal connoisseur.” He quipped with an eye roll. “And if you had gotten here earlier, then you would have gotten it.” It wasn’t his fault Roy decided to spend all morning working on his lately project which Jason prayed to any deity that he wasn’t going to be the test subject. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Roy, he had nothing but faith that he could pull off whatever it was that he was working on. No, it was more the collateral damage that everything else around him seemed to suffer.
Suddenly no longer interested in his breakfast, Roy’s attention was all on Jason. “Wait you mean there was a prize? What was it? Can I have it.”
He would have kept his mouth shut. Now that he had gotten Roy’s attention, there was no way he was going to give in anytime soon. “Why should I give it to you? You snooze you lose.”
“What are you six?” Roy said as if he had room to judge. “You don’t even like the prizes.”
“Maybe I like this one.” He said with a smirk. He may not have liked the prize, but he did like winding Roy up. It was easy and funny.
Roy put on his best puppy dog face, “Please Jaybird?”
His cereal was getting soggy and he was hungry so he gave a small sigh before holding out the ring to Roy. “Marry me?” He joked lightly.
However, Roy’s face had lit up. It was just a stupid ring; Jason couldn’t figure out what was so exciting about it. But Roy snatched the ring out of his hand and adjusted the bendable metal so it slid onto his left hand.
Leaning in, Roy planted a huge kiss on his cheek. “Of course I’ll marry you, you asshole!” He exclaimed loudly, beaming happily at Jason who sat there with his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
“Wait what?” Jason blinked. It was a mood ring, not an engagement rings.
Roy jumped up from the table, ignoring Jason’s confusion as he ran back to his work station looking for something. “Oh man I have to call Dick, he’s going to die.”
“Seriously it is a mood ring. Stop looking for your phone Harper,” Jason said, jumping up and following Roy who had just exclaimed something very excitedly. “I swear you better not be calling him.” He couldn’t tell which was worse: Dick thinking he proposed to Roy without telling him or him thinking that Roy would propose with a mood ring.
“Oh come on. You know he’s going to be so excited.”
“Yeah and he’s going to be excited over nothing. Because it is a fucking mood ring. A mood ring is not an engagement ring.” This was not something Jason ever thought he would have to explain before noon on a Tuesday to a grown man.
“You should have thought of that before you proposed to me.” Roy said with a shrug as he took his camera and turned it to take a picture of himself ring prominently displayed in the frame.
Suddenly Jason no longer cared about his cereal getting soggy. No, what he needed was beer and possibly to kidnap Dick before Roy had a chance to tell him the story.
The sound of his own phone ringing brought Jason out of his thoughts. Not looking at who was calling he just swiped and muttered hello. There was a loud scream on the other end followed by loud cries begging to know why he wasn’t told that his little brother was going to marry one of his best friends.
Somewhere in the other room Roy was laughing. Jason was going to have to kill him, that was the only solution.