Summary: Smash Bros can bring people together, but it can just as easily tear them apart.
Characters: Dick Grayson, Wally West
"Dude, you totally cheated!" Dick rolled his eyes behind his glasses.
"Wally, for the millionth time, me beating you in Smash Bros doesn't equal me cheating." Wally knocked his shoulder, scoffing. "Maybe if you didn't use Ganondorf..."
"Well maybe if you didn't use Zelda you wouldn't be cheating."
Dick elbowed him in the ribs. "Zelda doesn't count as cheating." Wally turned to glare at him.
"Does to! Or did you choose her because you're trying to tell me something? Huh Sheik?" Dick moved his controller out of the way. There was no need for that to become a casualty in this fight.
"You trying to say something, Wally?" He twisted, feet pulling under him. "Why don't you say it to my face?"
Wally threw his controlled across the room, trying to keep it in one piece. "You always seem to use the female characters in this game. You trying to let us all know something?"
Dick growled. "You're just being a sore loser." He leapt across, knocking him to the ground. "Just because you always try to use the power houses doesn't mean that you get to complain when I use the real characters." Wally grunted as he took an elbow to the gut. Damn kid was always so wriggly in fights. He tried to get the upper hand, flipping them over and pinning him to the ground. Dick pulled his legs up beneath him, kicking and flipping Wally over. "Stop being such a sore loser. Just because I beat your ass fifteen times doesn't mean you get to insult my masculinity." Wally twisted, jumping back at Dick.
"Well if you didn't rub it into my face every, single, time at how good you are at the female characters that a guy just has to get curious."
Wally let out a crow of triumph as he caught the acrobat in a headlock. The crow quickly turned into a cry of surprise as Dick knocked his legs out from under him, twisting so that he landed on Wally instead of the floor. Wally wrapped a leg around him, trying to finally get the upper hand as Dick turned himself almost completely around to put the speedster in a headlock.
"WHAT. Are you two doing?" Dinah asked as she entered the room. She took one look at the two on the floor before burying her face in her hands. The two took one look at each other before jumping away. "Do I need to have a talk with your mentors?"
They glared at separate corners of the room, arms crossed as they ground out annoyed "No's". She rolled her eyes.
"Well keep it down. I'm trying to teach Conner to meditate, and he keeps complaining about the two of you making too much noise." She turned on her heel and left.
The two glared at each other again. "I demand a rematch."
"Fine."
They made their way back to the tv, pulling the controllers close and starting another round.