A/N: Hey guys, so here's another story. This one's going to be a bit more on the friendship side of things. And because this is me we're talking about, it's going to be silly, sappy and probably cliched XD
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice. If I did, it wouldn't have ended at season 2 TnT plus there'd be a buttload more of NightFlash XD
Don't Mess with My Chicky
SATURDAY: CENTRAL CITY MALL
"…male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behavior…"
Which might explain why eleven year old, Dick Grayson, was carefully scrutinizing his best friend two tables over. They were currently at Central City Mall, in the open atrium filled with throngs of people. Wally didn't know he was there and Robin took every precaution to make sure that the speedster would never know.
Why was he spying on his friend? Well, it all had something to do with yesterday's announcement…
ooOoo
FRIDAY: Wayne Manor
Dick Grayson was meticulously swapping armor sets for his companions. A grueling two hours had been spent battling an overpowered Harvester and the young hero found himself frustratingly overwhelmed by the continuous decimation of his forces. Trying to get the abomination in a state of well and truly dead was proving to be nigh on impossible. The monster was as sturdy as it was ugly and had the advantage of constantly respawning friends.
This was maddening! He was the partner of the goddamn Batman and yet here he was at the mercy of a video game. There was no way in hell he was going to let this go without a fight, Heck, he wasn't above hacking the game into oblivion if that was what it would take.
Growling in frustration, the Boy Wonder began to direct his warden to the door when he noticed his own bedroom doors open. In swaggered his best friend. As usual, the redhead had a bounce to his step and a big smile plastered on his face.
"Hey Ro-Dick" KF called out as he stood beside the younger of the two. Both of them were still getting used to the name
A few weeks back, Dick finally revealed his secret identity to the speedster. Batman had not been happy but one look at the unwavering eyes of Wally West had softened the Big Bad Bat's features. The speedster understood. This was an act of complete trust. The burden of secrecy placed on his young shoulders should've had him running but he shouldered on. He wasn't about to screw this up, even without the "incentive" of the Batglare. Needless to say, now that the secret was out, they were practically attached to the hip.
Video games, comic books, TV shows, books, music, all of these and more were shared. Sleepovers were spent discussing anything and everything; culminating in an adult, usually Alfred, at times Barry and rarely Bruce, having to come by and get them to finally go to sleep. They were the best of friends and were also unstoppable pranksters with a penchant for dangerous tomfoolery.
"Hey Wally" Dick replied, as he paused to save his game. He swiveled his chair to face the speedster and noticed the spark in the older teen's eyes. Was that joy hidden in those green orbs? Mischief, perhaps?
"Dude you know how much of a stud I am and everything?" Kid Flash asked half-jokingly. Dick could only raise an eyebrow at him and KF wiggled his in reply. He chuckled at his friend and being the magnanimous little bird that he was, decided to indulge the taller male.
"Of course KF, you're an Adonis, a god among us petty humans. We offer sacrifices in the name of your freckles and bow down to your supreme immunity to indigestion"
The cheeky grin the Boy Wonder sported was mirrored in a green-eyed, red-haired version. Wally dramatically positioned himself in a pose reserved for hulking body builders. The lack of actual muscle mass on the lanky teen had Dick shaking his head in amusement.
"As you should mortal!" KF said in a booming voice, or what passed as one for someone going through puberty.
"Is that what you came here for almighty Kid Flash? To gloat?" He asked as he turned back to face his computer screen. A second later, Robin found himself face to face with Wally as the speedster spun his chair back in position. The freckled nose of his friend was only centimeters away from his. If it were anyone else, they would have found themselves on their back with a concussion. Call it a bat trait, but Robin didn't take kindly to intruders in his breathing space. Then again, this was Wally.
"Well yeah, but my good looks and charming personality aren't theonlythingsworthmentioning. Guewhogotselffriend?"
Dick blinked owlishly at his friend and was met with large anticipating emerald eyes and an equally large smile.
"Uhh…English, Wally?"
"I got a girlfriend!" the redhead exclaimed as he rapidly turned Robin's chair around.
Ahh, so that was the look of smug satisfaction on his face.
The sudden spinning gave Dick time to muse over his friend's words. The blur of movement wasn't distracting enough to cover up the embarrassing little victory dance the speedster was enacting however. Finally, he reached out to anchor himself on his desk.
"Pfft! Yeah right"
As much as he liked Wally, which was a lot considering that the only way to possibly make both boys closer was through a surgical procedure, the speedster's need to constantly move around coupled with his skills in inflicting brain damage via stupid jokes and most especially, his eating habits—honestly, watching the redhead inhale chicken was slightly terrifying—should've all rendered him undateable by anyone's standards. Besides, didn't girls require a lot of upkeep? Why anyone would want to take on the burden of making some girl happy over comic books, video games, new tech and pure unadulterated freedom was beyond him.
"I'm totally serious Rob!"
"Uh-huh, so what do you wanna play first?" He replied as he began to walk towards his other gaming station. He could always continue his game later. Now that Wally was here, they could play Left for Dead 3; he always liked playing as the zombies, especially the Smoker. Hmmm… or maybe they could finally complete the main story arc in Gears of War. Options, options…
The soft creaking of his bed, notified Dick that Wally had taken residence on the soft cushions. The speedster was making a mess out of his blankets as he twisted and turned. Upon finding an acceptable position, he then gave Robin his best kicked puppy expression.
"AWWW, dude! C'mon! You know me, I'm the Wallman!" Said Wallman then proceeded to stretch his arms out dramatically while pouting at the ceiling
See? The speedster having a girlfriend? Ha! Highly unlikely.
"It's precisely because I know you, Wallman." Dick sported his signature smirk as he glanced back at his best friend. Green eyes met him in a glare that didn't have any heat and he snickered in response. Suddenly, Kid Flash' eyes widened. He began fishing out his phone from his pocket and haughtily presented it to the younger hero.
"Look! I even have her number" the arrogant grin that accompanied that statement had Dick narrowing his eyes in suspicion. Robin walked over in deliberate slow steps, to irk his friend of course, and held his hand out expectantly. The phone was lazily dunked in his hand as the freckled teenager went back to forming blanket angels on his bed.
Sure enough, there it was, complete with embarrassing evidence of his friend's permanent position as poster boy of the dork with his heart on his sleeve.
'Samantha Peterson ###-###-####'
Along with the number came a picture of a blonde girl decorated with hearts and sparkles. She was pretty, even Dick had to admit that. But that just begged the question how the Wallman managed to get her as a girlfriend. There was something off about her expression though. She looked rather unimpressed or rather forced. It was as if she was humoring the speedster and nothing more. There was no playful crinkle of the eye, no softness to her smile, no slight head tilt, nothing.
Before Wally could reclaim his phone, the young acrobat pressed the 'Call' button and activated loud speaker. The sound of ringing filled Robin's spacious room and despite being able to think faster than any normal human being, it still took Kid Flash seconds to react. Precious seconds that left his phone out of reach from a tackled Dick Grayson.
"Dick! What are you doing? Gimme back my phone!"
"I just-ow! Need a bit more—Wally! Your elbow's digging into my back!"
"That won't be the only thing dig—"
"Hello?"
That wasn't his voice, that wasn't Wally's voice either. Both teens stared at the mobile stupidly and the high-pitch sound of a girl's voice called out "West? Are you there?"
As quickly as they could manage, the boys settled themselves at the foot of the bed. Dick silently handed KF back his phone and the other took it with a nod.
"He-hey Sam, umm… what's going on?" Wally answered hesitantly and Dick watched his friend carefully. This was a new side to Kid Flash. The older teen was usually an insufferable flirt. He had the ease of flinging out cheesy one-liners at the drop of the ball. He wielded a quick smirk and wiggling eyebrows like weapons. Yet here he was, fidgeting beside the Boy Wonder. One could almost call the speedster…shy.
There was a brief sigh on the other line before Sam replied
"I don't know Wallace, you called me, remember?"
Wallace? Seriously?
Dick sniggered silently and turned to his friend. He was prepared to begin the merciless teasing of the redhead but he found that the words would not come. His mind was completely emptied at the sight of a blushing speedster. Kid Flash was blushing.
"Oh… right hehe, sorry about that uhhh… babe" Wally scratched the back of his neck nervously and began looking anywhere other than Mr. Blue Eyes beside him. Having the little bird privy to this conversation was making him embarrassed. On the other hand, Robin found himself gaping like a fish. He determined that there was something utterly wrong with a world where KF could say 'babe' without getting smacked on physically or verbally.
"Was there anything else West?" the voice asked in an exasperated tone.
"Oh, uhhh… " Wally trailed off but at the look Dick was giving him, he cleared his throat and replied more assertively "How about a date? Sweetbuns—errr…Honeyheart! I mean Sweetheart Honeybuns!"
Dick had his face in his hands.
"…Ugh, fine, West. The mall. Twelve o'clock, tomorrow and make sure to bring my science homework over, ok?"
"Sure thing, see ya to—" The line was abruptly cut. There was a moment of silence as both boys processed what had just happened. In the next second, Kid Flash turned toward his friend. His face was a happy mess of toothy grin and sparkling eyes.
"SEE!? I told you!" Jumping up in excitement, Wally proceeded to continue his little victory dance while chanting "Igotadate" and derivatives thereof, ranging from "Datey-datey-date-date" and "the datemaster extraordinaire, Wally West is…"
Dick still couldn't believe it though. An actual girl deigned to give his best friend the time of day. While Robin was happy and slightly proud of his friend's achievement, if it could be called that, there was still something nagging him. What was it she said again? '…tomorrow and make sure to bring my science homework…'
No, she wasn't…
Eyes wide in realization, Dick turned to his friend "Hey KF—"
"Whoops! Sorry dude, I almost forgot Aunt Iris needed me to go pick up some eggs at the grocery store. Talk to you later Ro-Dick" With a quick hug, the redhead then left his room in a blur. Pieces of paper wafted up at the motion. Dick watched as they slowly drifted downwards, his head was running a marathon.
He couldn't just leave his best friend in the hands of some manipulative harpy who'd milk him for schoolwork. Plus, this was Wally's first date, ever. The expectations the speedster had probably amounted to the same heights as Mount Everest. He'd be devastated if things didn't turn out swimmingly. As the thin sheet of white finally settled on the floor, Robin made his decision.
ooOoo
And so Dick found himself at Central. He was trying to catch his breath, having rushed over all the way from Gotham. He had run late, literally. Between having to stop a few punks in Gotham to traversing the impenetrable wall of aggravation that was the traffic jam of Central City, he was left having to make the rest of the way on foot. And so, despite his extensive training under Batman and knowing every major and minor thoroughfare in the busting city, he had still arrived dead tired, sweaty and thirty minutes late. Still, he was determined to watch over Wally
The date would go on as scheduled but it would just have to make way for one weary yet very motivated, overprotective and now hungry little bird.
A/N: Updates either next week or next next week (depending on how well I rush my thesis :D)
That line about robins being territorial actually came from Wikipedia XD Question, do any of you guys know how to add the "Less than" symbol in a story? I tried and I keep messing up :U
That's about it, hope you guys enjoyed and feel free to fave or leave a review. See ya ^^