Boomriddle? please gimmie. please it sounds so crazy, new 52 pls
Teamhurt
A/n: I apologize for it not being as crazy as you hoped
Description: finding themselves in the middle of a riot, Ed choosing two heads are better than one teams up with Digger
Tw: fighting, swearing, blood, guns
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"Don't look so glum Digger" Ed smiles as he taps away on a keypad "Oi, don't tell me what to do nerdageddon" Digger got into a fighting stance needing to protect Ed against guards and inmates alike. Cracking his knuckles Digger was ready, for the most part.
"Anytime now" Digger was now fighting a few guards, mostly doing well but catch his fair punches to the face. "Please, you cannot rush genius George" Ed wiggles a finger in Digger's direction a grin widening on his face. The door clicked open and Ed left a satisfied sigh out before feeling himself be hoisted into the air. "Excuse me, this is barbaric, George! Put me down" "I put ya down mate, ya die" Digger replies trying to make a break for it as they were being shot at. Doing his best to dodge without dropping Ed proved to be difficult. "Your not leaving me to die?" Ed looks up watching Digger's back, as he was thrown over Digger's shoulder it was all he could do. "No, why would I? Your helping me get hell out of here" Digger replies setting Ed down "I-, mhm why are you putting me down?" "I need a second..." Digger put his hands on his knees for some reason running proved to be a little bit of a problem at the moment. "I just need a breather" "We're right there" suddenly Ed had an idea "If you don't start running, I'll start riddling" he him hiding behind a piller as not to get shot. Digger exhaled but it accompanying with a wheeze "Alright! Alright!" He calls out, looking at Ed "On three" "On three or after three?" Digger questions confused "Like, one two three or one two three go?" He clarified "On three George means on three, now let's go before we're swiss cheese" Ed pokes his head out from behind the piller and quick pulled it back into cover. "One....two...three"
They both bolted toward the door "Head for that car" Ed points taking a bullet through his hand "Get in, I'll drive" Digger says quickly picking up a stray pistol and prepared to turn around and fire. "I'll meet you at the car" Digger spun on his heels and started firing quickly catching a bullet in his shoulder now figuring he'd better get his ass to the car. He booked it holding his shoulder wincing but he was still going to drive. Getting into the drive seat he looked at Ed "You still have the screwdriver? The flat head" he groans holding his hand out feeling the heavy screwdriver be put into his hand. He used it to turn on the car and he took off like a bat out of hell. "Your bleeding" "So are you" Digger shoots back as he kept his eyes on the road. "I have a hidden apartment, south of Gotham, it would be best to lay low" Ed ripped the sleeve of his jumpsuit and wrapped his hand. "When we get there I'll have one of my goons take care of the car" he continues as he fixes his hand for a bit longer. "And I'll fix your shoulder too" he finishes but not getting anything from Digger. Listening to Ed's directions Digger parked and turned the car off before passing out his head hitting Ed's lap making Ed squeak.
Time passed and Ed was pacing waiting for Digger to wake up. Mumbling to himself Ed was getting antsy it had been about two hours since Digger had passed out. "Your dumb but resilient, please use some of that resilience now George" he mutter sitting on the coffee table. He wanted Digger to live, unsure why but he really didn't want Digger to die. You could say he cares about Digger, but he'd never admit that no. "You lied" Digger grumbles slowly sitting up leaning against the couch "Did I?" Ed looked confused tilting his head "You...said it would be easy" Digger rolls his eyes "Come now, I just misinformed you" Ed chuckles softly "Hold a tick, you were worried" "I did not need a dead body on my couch" Ed said defensively crossing his arms the best he could with a wounded hand. "Oh? Is that why I'm all cleaned up....and having new pants on" Digger had a soft smirk on his face "It was a smart choice to get rid of the jumpsuits" "But you didn't need to give me pants" Digger giggles and then groans closing his eyes "It was nice working with you Eddie. I hope to do it again...I hope not to get shot next time but still solid 9/10" "Only a 9/10?" Ed grumbles wondering why he didn't get a perfect score, sure they were both wounded and sure it was spur of the moment working together but it was fun and their alive.
"Tck, 10/10 okay we're alive, safe and out of harms way...for now" Digger opens his eyes "If your ever in Central City drop me a line, we'll bother the flash okay" he slowly stood up getting a bit dizzy "I appreciate the gesture but George you need time to heal" Ed helped Digger sit back down "Thanks, for everything" "No problem"
