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Thinking about Robert getting bored while doing reports and deciding to snoop around some records.
Naturally, the z team follows, because. Well. Z-Team.
“We like annoying you. It’s like our nourishment.”
“So starve,” he deadpans.
It’s what he’s seen on his first day. No more, not less.
But there’s a video in Flambae’s folder, from 2015 to 2018. Robert avoids that one.
“We’ve already seen it, so he won’t care,” Prism shrugs, and she sounds just a bit softer. “He makes fun of it all the time, but it’s kinda cool.”
It’s not what he expected.
It’s Flambae, in some kind of garage.
Smiling at the camera, stubble is a bit scruffier, laugh lines a bit faded.
He’s wearing a jumpsuit with flame motifs on the sleeves, a wrinkled wife beater stained with tea and motor oil, and a toothy grin.
“It’s gonna fucking work this time, bitches! Guess who FINALLY figured out how to maximise the heat tolerance by—ugh, ANYWAY! ‘Awesome Suit’ test #10. Get smoked.”
The suit— different than the one he has now, — does, indeed, get smoked.
There’s 10 minutes of him screaming, trying to kick the mannequin, and slipping.
But there’s other moments, too.
Flambae going on a rant about textiles, fabrics, calculating their heat resistance and how he can improve it.
His niece, just a baby then, shrieking with giggles, woddling around with his measurement tape, him running after her while laughing like a storm.
Robert replays that part 3 times.
And later, Flambae comes back to base, sunglasses on, smirk wide and cocky, bragging about giving 4 autographs today.
They’re all for his niece, but Robert doesn’t mention that.
“Hey, Flambae?” Robert tests. “Would you mind if I checked out your lab,—“
“Evil lair.”
Robert rolls his eyes and ignores the throb of fondness.
“Sure. Look, I just wanna check out some of your blueprints. Some of your ideas were… Really cool.”
Flambae snorts. “Knock yourself out. I’m never going back there again, can you imagine? Fuck, I was such a goddam nerd.”
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Forced Divinity AU that @sunnyfrenchfries came up with has me in an absolute chokehold. I’m losing my mind. I have so much art I’ve draw/am drawing for this. I’ve written several thousand words (that I have so far shared with no one) of Flambae in prison as he starts to worship Mecha Man. Idk I’m going crazy. I figure this is the cover art for the au if that is ok sunny? I would love to name it and add a title into the open space.
Flambert road trip AU, post Mecha Man reveal, but make it soft angsty.
It’s been a few months. The schedule is split. Robert carries what he can, then carries more.
He expected several things from Flambae. Distance wasn’t one of them.
There’s still quips. There’s still banter. There’s still that grinning snarkiness Robert came to look forward to.
But only around the team. Almost like they have to do it. Maybe for them, or themselves.
And when he gets into the elevator with Flambae, he realises it’s been so long since they were alone, he has no idea how to act.
“I can hear your pulse,” Flambae has that end-of-shift rasp to his tone, eyes ahead and tired. “Chill out. I’m not gonna kill you.”
“…Not right now, or?”
“It’s not funny, Robert.”
“Right.” Robert doesn’t know why he keeps talking. Maybe he just doesn’t want to let silence win. “So… Two weeks off. Any plans?”
Flambae’s eyelashes blink at him, question all over those smoked gold eyes. “What the fuck do you mean? We’re going to Miami. “
“Miami?”
“Yeah? BB’s gonna drive her mom van. Prism has a playlist for everybody. Vic’s gonna eat in my fucking car, because he knows I can’t say no to him. We go every year. Didn’t those assholes let you know?”
They didn’t.
And they both understand why. The practicality behind it.
Robert says it’s fine.
Flambae says he’s going. If he wants to. And only then.
And Robert, to his own surprise? Really, really does.
It’s fine.
He owns 10 pair of jeans and shirts that look identical to his work uniform. It’s fine.
He spent half his salary on thrift stores. It’s fine.
He googles ‘road trip tips’. It’s fine.
Flambae and the others pick him up at 6. He loads Robert’s bags in Mandy’s car without question. Robert can’t quite stop himself from staring.
“I didn’t know your hair was curly.”
And Flambae’s shoulders raise and drop, securing the luggage safely. “No powers on the trip. No gel.”
“Looks good. It suits you.”
And as it turns out, Mandy’s car is conveniently full. So is Prism’s. So is everyone else’s.
And Flambae rolls his eyes, and looks at Robert almost like he’s apologising. “You can have the car and I can fly. Whatever you want.”
Robert wants them to go together.
There’s a certain tranquility, in the way Flambae drives. Like him and the road have this mutual understanding neither will betray the other.
That used to be him and the sky, Robert thinks.
“So. Why Miami?”
Flambae always has this eternal gentleness, when he speaks of his father.
“My dad and I used to travel a lot, when I was young. Miami was my favorite. He bought me a vacation home there, for my 30th birthday. It was my turn to pick this year, so.”
“Wow,” Robert teases, “Don’t pull a muscle with that flex.”
And Flambae scoffs a laugh, brief but honest.
“Well. It was supposed to be my last one. He went all out, I guess.”
For the remaining mile, neither of them speak again.
They all stop at a motel, and the staff knows them all by name. Prism is the one who explains they bunk.
Two people. One room. Cheaper.
Robert doesn’t even get to open his mouth before Flambae tosses the room key his way, back retreating to his car, despite Prism’s groans.
And Robert doesn’t know why he calls after him. He just knows his chest throbs with this strange, sweet warmth.
“You know, I don’t have cooties!”
It grows when Flambae calls back without glancing back.
“I’ve seen your 7 in 1!”
It grows when Robert watches that annoying, arrogant, cocky, infuriating meteor of a man sleep in his car, just so Robert can have his own room.
And he has a feeling it’ll keep growing till Miami.
Suddenly had this AU pop into my head, and I love the thought of Robert at Chad’s vacation home.
It’s decorated in warm tones, apricots and pale sunset and thick, handmade blankets.
There’s scribbles along the walls, stick figures with shaky, happy lines, which bare a deep resemblance to the team.
Chad shrugs, smile small, but devastatingly warm. “My niece was in her art phase.”
He seems tired; Robert’s chest constricts.
He doesn’t stay long, but before he retreats, he insists Robert help himself to the abundance of food in the fridge.
Strangely enough, filled with everything from spicy burritos to Twinkies.
He doesn’t see Chad for two days.
Prism shrugs. “He’s in his lab.”
“I’m sorry, — lab?”
“Uh, garage, workshop, nerd lair, whatever you wanna call it. He just fixes shit for like, three days. He kinda just needs it to… Reset, you know?”
And granted: Robert should just leave it alone.
The fact that he’s even here, having the best sleep of his life, eating actual food for a change, and not carrying the usual ache should be enough.
He goes anyway. Chad blinks when he opens the door, — ground level, just under the house, and Robert’s breath freezes.
Curly hair twisted in a tight bun. Small stains of oil smudging a now more prominent stubble. Eyelashes dusted with just the faintest amount of sleep.
“Did Vic eat your fried rice? Cause I fucking told him he doesn’t get any mouse skewers if he did. Tch, fucking —“
“Uh,” Robert gulps. “No. The rice is intact. Well. Not really, I ate the whole pot. Coop threw her copy of Winged By Destiny at my head for that.”
“Did you want more?”
“I mean. Yeah, —but that’s not why I’m here. I haven’t seen you in, like, 2 days.”
“…So what’s the problem?”
They keep staring at eachother. Chad waits for sarcasm. Robert waits for a joke. Neither come. Beef decides to take the matters into his own pudgy paws and dash past them.
“Beef! No!”
“Eh, leave him,” Chad shrugs, smiling a little when Beef finds interest in his tool box. “I’m just working on a car. Brain’s just… On.”
“…And so, do I get snooping privileges?”
“You already figured out my security code, didn’t you?”
“10 minutes ago, yeah. But I’d rather be invited. Make you work for it, a little,” he jokes, but turns serious immediately. “Don’t work, actually. That’s the whole point of this trip—“
“If I let you in, will you stop bitching about me ‘over working myself’, and ‘putting my health in danger’ and ‘your heart is gonna quit if you don’t relax?’ “
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So I know I've talked about it before but Robert is a giant nerd whose into collectibles. Specifically of Z team. And after Robert amd Chad start dating, Chad finds this out very quickly, and he has no fucking idea why robert likes them, but he does know Robertbdoes this silly Lil happy dance when they have a new one or his eyes light up and he starts to jabber about.
The first time he actually tries to buy robert one, Chad is absolutely shocked at the price because of course he isnt gonna go for the cheap ones he's gonna get his boyfriend a NICE one. A big one. But fuuuuck why does a hunk of plastic cost almost 345 dollars!?
Chad brings it to him, and Robert is all sparkly eyed and awed by it. (Chad was very well rewarded later that night at home of course) . But when he asks:
"Robert, how can you spend that money one figures or plushies like that?" Not to be mean but Cjad wants to know. Now Robert gets a little sheepish because "Well I um ... I really liked comics and superheros when I was a kid but um ... after dad died, I had to sell them all... I had some really good ones and rare ones that were worth alot so ... it helped pay for stuff when the money started drying up..."
Chad .... wants to cry on the spot because how much of Robert's childhood was thrown away or sold for this mecha man legacy bullshit!!! Chad no longer grimaces at the price tag of what he still thinks is a hunk of plastic because to Robert its a piece of joy. It's some mindless and useless and it brings him happiness amd Chad already decided he was gonna be the reason Robert stays fucking happy so yes, he IS gonna buy the hunk of plastic. Yes he HAS snatched and thrown Robert's wallet far away while he paid for whatever stupid little collectible robert found amd wanted. And yes he is going to climb that lamppost or tree or roof to get the wallet back that he threw in the first place.
Zteam catches on to this and they do the fucking same because like hell is their dispatcher gonna pay for his piece of happiness again because he already had to sell it once and they sure as shit aren't letting him do it again!!!! "That's THEIR baby!!! So fucking give them the fucking double figure of Malevola and megaBat Sonar figure, Dylan!!! Robert saw it first and I will set your fucking car on fire if I fucking have to!!!"
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