WARNINGS: NONE THAT I CAN THINK OF...
NOTES: Oh. My. God. This chapter was so much fun to write, tbh it's hilarious. Ok, go read and enjoy.
You and Digger have been together for, like, ever. He was your best friend and you were his. The relationship was great. He even bought you flowers! Be actually bought them, instead of stealing them. What a sweetheart!
Anyway, Digger had told you to go get his stuff really quick while he set up the a trap for anyone who decided to drop in during your little heist with the rest of the squad.
You grabbed the large duffle bag from the wreckage of the jet. Something fell out while in the process of hauling it out of there. Something pink and fluffy.
It was a unicorn toy. You picked it up, trying not to laugh. Was this Digger's? No, it couldn't be. But, maybe...
You shrugged and stuffed it into the bag, and carried it back to Digger.
"You got it, love?" He asked as he tied a rope to something. You nodded, remembered the unicorn, and started laughing.
"What's so funny? Did- oh, no... you saw..." he began.
"The unicorn!" You laughed. Digger turned red. You laughed again and put a hand on his cheek.
"Dude, it's cute. I love it." You said. Digger smiled charmingly and kissed you.
"Ok, let's get this over with." You sighed, referring to the mission at hand.
So, with a few broken bones and blood shed later, the mission was finally over.
You noticed the unicorn in the middle of the street and picked it up.
"Hey, Digger! I found your unicorn!" You called. Then you realized that was loud enough for everyone to hear.
Everyone turned to look at you, then at Digger, then back to you.
"Unicorn?..." snickered Harley. The entire squad started laughing. Everyone, except Digger, of course.
"Oops..." you said.
"Run." Was all Digger said before chasing after you.
"Hey, guys! Help me!" You said as you ran around, trying to avoid your boyfriend. They didn't hear you since they were laughing too hard.
"Sorry, (Y/N)! You're on your own!" Harley finally said. Harley why?

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