burnination | Eudio IC Inbox; un: maximoose

mmhmm ok i'll think about it put it on my to do list on my way to u now dont be alarmed if it only takes me like 2 mins theres this thing called superspeed which i have gotta go fast

[ note the very casual coming out there, because, look, he already knows about max's magic so, whatever. max can know about his speed. also he wants to blow shit up already and taking public transit would take forever. expect him on witch haus' doorstep not two minutes later, looking prime and ready to watch things explode. ]

i see what you did there

ok sonic, im timing you

[ and when wally comes wooshing up to witch haus, Max is already standing right outside the door, looking down at his watch. ]

One and Forty-three, damn. You ready? [ not looking faze by this new speedster thing, other than grinning like a dork. it's cool, okay, he likes cool things. ]

[ he has a sonic onesie don't even joke. not that he's wearing it now, but he could have. ]

Probably could've been faster, but I got distracted by pretzels. It happens.

[ he grins and shrugs like the speed thing is no big deal (it's not, really) and adjusts the strap of his backpack on his shoulder that harbors all the explosive goods. ] Yeah, let's do this.

[ you have no idea what an obsession max has with onesies, do you? ]

Fair. I can accept that distraction.

[ pretzels are a good thing to be stalled by. either way, raises an army to point towards the adventure mobile aka his mud covered jeep, and starts the march over, hopping himself in and starting up the engine. ]

Seat belt. Safety first.

[ he will learn, one day. they can have a onesie party. anyway, just think of wally a bit like a car, who constantly needs fuel. pretzels help. very carby, very calorie. good for speedies. ]

[ he climbs in the passenger seat, nestling his backpack between his feet. ]

Aye aye, captain. [ he gives a small salute and buckles himself in. ] You know, I probably should've told you I could run first, but. High velocity and explosives ... yikes. Just let me know if you ever wanna know what it's like. I'm way faster than a Jeep. [ he grins, cheekily, maybe follows that up with a wink. we just don't know. ]

[ he will gift you so many pretzels, friend.

once everyone's nice and buckled in, the jeep starts and and max is backing out into the street to start on their way. ] Navigate me, Navigator. Or GPS me.

Might take you up on the speedy thing. What do I do, though, cling to you like a damsel? [ he's not a very good damsel, but he can try ]

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