I was re-reading the series bcs duh, why not? And I love that NG has so different dynamics with each member of the Team and I love that with Roy is just younger-sister-sassy.lvl_3000
LIKE- she turn even more cheeky and stubborn with him, annoying him on purpose and getting in his nerves LMAO THAT'S EXATCLY LIKE SIBLINGS ARE
here a dialogue that I had with my siblings that remembered me of Roy and NG
Roy: get out of my room (lying down on his bed scrolling through his phone)
NG: (stading right there on his room door) I'm not on your room
Roy: yes you are, get out!
NG: I'm not!! I'm not stepping inside of your room! (points down where her feet's are behind the line of Roy's door line)
Roy: Get out!! OR I'MMA THROW OUT YOU JACKET (gets up)
NG: YOU WOULDN'T-
Roy: (bolt out of his bed)
NG: (running down the hallway)
so ive been sitting on this one bc it inspired a lil blurb. enjoy some sibling roy and birdy content after their angst from the season finale!!
synopsis: sibling bonding time!! aka the holidays right after ollie takes in roy...
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You were bored.
It’s winter break, 2004. Christmas is days away but you were so incredibly bored.
This year you were celebrating in a cozy little cottage some ways outside the city that Oliver’s family owned. Ollie himself had been pulled away for some sort of League thing, and so at the moment it was just you, Dinah, and Roy. Dinah had been on some call for the last hour and a half in a little home office. So really, it was just you and Roy.
You like Roy. Everyday he's becoming more and more like the older brother you never had. Dinah seems to really like him too, so it bodes well for your little family. Ollie had only taken him in about six months ago, and there was still some space for adjustment as you settled into being a newly minted family of four. Not that Roy seemed to realize that this was a family… he’d catch on soon enough.
But that's okay. It took you a while to put it together, you could give him some grace to do the same, even though he's older than you were then, and older than you in general.
Nonetheless, be it the boredom, or because Roy was still this new thing, you found yourself in his doorway.
He was just laying there, book in hand. Maybe he's bored too? you consider as you stare. If he's reading the tactic books that Ollie had given him, he had to be, right?
“What do you want (y/n)?” he sighs out, without looking when you stood in silence too long.
“Whatcha doing?”
“Stuff,” is his one word answer and you crinkle your nose in response.
“Come play with me,” you offer instead.
“Nope, doing stuff,” he repeats.
This time your brows shift down, and you step closer.
“Stop,” he groans, finally turning to look at you. “I'm not interested, and I’m doing stuff, so just.. I don't know? Go away?”
You're fully frowning now.
Teenagers suck, you decide.
And then your face relaxes. If Roy wanted to be a sucky teenager meanie pants, then he would be treated like a sucky teenager meanie pants.
“No.”
Roy stops mid page turn and slowly turns his head to look at you. Blue eyes narrowing slightly. “No?”
“No,” you cross your arms and confirm.
“(y/n), get out of my room!” he huffs.
You know he's starting to loose his patience with you. He's already tossed his book to the side to glare at you with full focus, he didn’t even mark his page, you note, scrunching your nose.
Your brows furrow in response before you glance down at your feet. You can see the thin little line that marks the threshold of the room and hallway.
smirking you look back at roy and state, “im not in your room,” as matter of factly as you can manage.
You don't laugh when his eye twitches, but you do take great smug solace in it.
“Yes, you are! Get out!” he shouts again.
“No, I’m not,” you repeat with the same tone. “I haven't stepped into your room at all… yet,” you challenge, pointing to the threshold of the door, and how your feet were planted firmly in the hall still.
“Get out, or I'm donating your leather jacket to a Goodwill,” he challenges, standing up.
That gives you pause, because no fair, you loved your jacket. Dinah and Ollie got it for you.
You hesitate in the door, and he steps forward.
“You wouldn't,” you counter, brows knitted as you study his body language.
Honestly that’s probably the only reason you managed to move as quick as you did.
Studying him for a lie meant you saw how he tensed up, pushing his weight to his back leg before he pounced, arms open and trying to grab you.
Well, and Dinah, consider she's the one who taught you how to read people.
You did notice though and were already booking it back down the hallway before he’d even caught his footing.
“BIRDY!” he shouts, and you can hear him running after you.
You're about to turn to your room, ready to shut the door and throw the lock when you realize your jacket is hanging over the back of one of the chairs in the kitchen. You turn quickly, sprinting through the home.
When you risk a glance back to see Roy gaining, stupid longer legs you think menacingly to yourself.
“DINAH!” you shout, hoping she might hear you.
“NO DINAH!” Roy counters.
You plant one leg on the couch vaulting yourself over before skidding to a stop next to your jacket.
Roy stands across from you. The two of you separated by a couch.
“You shoulda just left me alone Birdy!” he spits out, but you're both panting hard.
“I was bored!”
“How about now?” he challenges. “Still bored?”
You're hugging your jacket to you as you frown, but are saved from retorting when the door swings open, revealing Oliver. He's a bit bruised and battered, and he's got his bag with all his GA gear slung over a shoulder, but he's back.
Neither you nor Roy moves, and it takes less than two seconds for Oliver to read you both and let out a sigh.
“What was it this time?”
“She’s annoying!” Roy starts and you stick your tongue out at him.
“At least I'm not a sucky teenager meanie pants,” you counter, and Ollie’s eyes blow wide.
“Wow, breaking out not only sucky but also a meanie pants, gosh squirt what’d he do?”
“He was mean! for no reason!”
“No reason? She’s literally annoying me for no reason!” Roy counters.
“We're really feeling that holiday spirit huh?” ollie offers in response, finally walking all the way in, and shutting the door behind him.
“So funny,” you scoff.
“Yeah, what a crack up,” Roy snarks.
Ollie takes the opportunity to beam with a little too much pride at you both.
“See, you guys do agree on stuff,” he decides. “I’m great at this conflict management stuff,” he smirks, “I honestly don't understand what Dinah was going on and on about,” he adds, though his tone drops a bit quieter as he says the last sentence.
You make eye contact with Roy behind Ollie’s head and you see as he rolls his eyes and the expression he shoots at you clearly asks, *can you believe this guy?*
You hold back a snort as you quirk a brow in response. Roy seems to pick up on what you were trying to share because slowly you place your jacket back on the chair and then in the next second you both are lunging at Oliver. Ollie, despite how well trained he is was unprepared and lopped over the back off the couch, practically somersaulting over the sofa until he was on the ground. It's quiet for a second and then both you and Roy are laughing. He's holding the edge of the couch and there are tears in your eyes.
“Yes,” he states dryly, slowly pushing himself back to his feet, “bond by bullying your injured mentor…”
The look on his face simply had you both laughing harder.
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NG in chapter 21 reminded me of that meme "they asked for no picles" since she is the fastest to take the first step and take action, I imagine her as the one who goes to the counter HAHAHAHA
100% besties
ng will always step up (sometimes w not so smart plans, but no one's perfect)
