Troy Bolton (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} t_bolton) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
Troy just stared, because none of it made sense. "Are you serious? You're basically asking me to play an elaborate prank on your father. You've met your father, right? Big, tall, looks tougher than reenforced concrete, can kill you with a bobby pin, good with guns, but he doesn't have to use them, because he can kill me without ever touching one. You do remember all of that, right?"
He sat down on the bad and really all of that should make him balk at the idea, but he couldn't help smiling. "So... we're going to con Sam and Callen and all of your family. I want to say, for the record, before we start any of this, that it's crazy, absurd and like, the biggest dare possible. You don't have to do something heinous, we can figure out something less dramatic. We just work out better as friends." He turned to his side, putting a hand on Sean's chest. "I guess we'll just have to spend a lot of time together from now to Sunday and figure a few things out. That's their job, right? Finding out lies? We just have to be better."