Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170127182024/@comment-26854056-20170208223933

Quail sighed, watching Robin sob for a car.

"For the last time Robin, just change the tyres, There's some in the bac-"

"neVER! DO YOU KNOW WHT THESE WHEELS ARE, QUAIL?! THEY'RE THE ORIGINAL 1989 MODEL COMPLETE WITH BRASS FINISHINGS AND TEXTURED MATTE FINISH!"

Quail narrowed his eyes, unsure if the headache he got was because of another memory restoration or his own brothers stupidity.

"Fine, fine.  If you want to keep the original tyres so badly, just tell me how long it'll take to fix them before Duck tries to go on an adventure by herself. And i'm just saying, it took ages to get those stains out of the carpet"

"It'll take a few hours, but it'll be done by lunch."

"Lunch?! Are you a madman?! It's 8 in the fucking morning!"

"Whatever, whatever. Just take Duck and the rest of 'em around town for a while. The little lassie said she wanted to go beach combing earlier on today"

Quail debated it for a while before finally responding. "Alright. But I dont want you and Sparrow fighting while you fix the truck, I dont want to pay six parking tickets and a fine again. Do you understand, Robin?"

Robin rose his hand in a mock salute, "Yes sir!"

With another exasperated sigh, Quail walked back to the car,wondering when this bullshit sill be over.