Roy sighed in relief when his apartment complex came into view. Behind him Robin and Kid Flash followed along while they kept to the shadows as they trekked back to Roy's apartment. After a successful patrol in Star City, they were ready to call it a night. Tonight's list of wannabe crimes included a few attempted burglaries, muggings, and one very annoying Witch-Boy.
Roy didn't hear much about the story behind Klarion beyond Kid Flash having crossed paths with him once before. He was convinced the kid was crazy though. While on patrol the Lord of Chaos just randomly appeared, ranting to Kid Flash about getting revenge for foiling his plans and attacking his cat. Thankfully he didn't do much damage during their short encounter, and whatever spell he intended to cast apparently failed, because he only succeeded in coating Kid Flash and Robin (who was caught in the crossfire) in a layer of pixie dust. After that, the witch-boy left just as quickly, leaving the two junior heroes sparkling like vampires from a badly written romance novel.
"KF, you officially know the weirdest people." Robin groaned, attempting to brush of the glittery remnants of Klarion's failed spell.
Wally scoffed "He wasn't nearly that pathetic last time I saw him. Or annoying. And he certainly didn't attack me with pixie dust. Ugh, I think I got some in my mouth." He proceeded to shake himself like a wet dog, sending the glitter showering everywhere.
"I feel so…shiny, and somehow violated. Dibs on first shower."
"Neither of you are stepping one foot inside my apartment until you get it all off. I will hose you down if necessary." Roy cut in as they approached the building. If he so much as finds one piece of glitter dust, they're sleeping on the roof.
Once inside, and glitter-free, the three unanimously decided to simply get some sleep. After showering and changed out of their uniforms, Roy proceeded to collapse bonelessly on his bed , while listening to Wally and Robin bicker as they attempted to fix up the couch, which conveniently just happened to be a pull-out bed. They were the ones to help pick it out when he first moved in. Roy somehow felt a bit conned into the deal. Now they always had a place to sleep when they stayed over.
"Shut up and go to sleep, or you two can walk home." Roy called out when neither of them sounded as if they were settling down soon. He had classes in the morning, dammit.
"Goodnight Roy~" They sing-songed in unison, giggling. Sometimes, when he's lucky, he forgets that they were both obnoxious teenagers, and other times he was painfully reminded.
Groaning and rolling over, Roy settled into sleep, determined to ignore them.
...
Roy snapped awake unexpectedly a while later. It was still dark, so he couldn't see immediately what had awoken him. Listening, he only heard the usual sounds of his relatively quiet apartment and nothing out of the ordinary. Until he felt something fuzzy brush up against his arm.
Quick as lightning he rolled out of bed and snapped on the light. He blinked at the sudden flood of light, and two round green eyes blinked right back.
Sitting on top of his coves was a tiny fuzzy orange kitten.
Roy instantly deflated, dropping his defensive pose. So much for a sneak attack from an enemy. Unless someone wanted to kill him with cute.
The orange kitten pawed at his bed, trying to walk across the puffy comforter that threatened to engulf the tiny critter. Grumbling, Roy gently snatched up the kitten, which squealed in protest, and stomped out into his living room.
"You guys, what did I say about letting in strays? No more animals, especially after the last time-" Roy stopped. The pull-out bed was empty. "Guys?" He called again, but the apartment was silent.
A mewl from below the bed caught his attention. Kneeling down, he saw two blue eyes staring back at him. Another kitten, this time one that was completely black. The orange kitten in his hand meowed in reply, and the black kitten eagerly came forward. Snatching up the second kitten, Roy sat down on the bed and set them on it next to him. He wondered how many more could be hiding in his apartment. When did Wally and Robin have time to find them? Better question, where the hell were they?
The orange kitten started pulling at the blanket that was spread over the pull-out. That's when Roy noticed what was underneath. Flipping the covers back, he discovered the clothes Robin and Wally had slept in, laid out beneath the blanket. "What the hell?" They were positioned as if their bodies had simply evaporated.
Roy however was not one to jump to bizarre conclusions. He took a look at the two kittens on the bed, and the clothes meticulously laid out. He then remembered that he was dealing with Wally and Robin, master pranksters. Granted this was one of their more far fetched pranks.
"Haha, you guys. Nice try. But this stupid prank is really really stupid. Turned into kittens…really?" He called out loudly. He was so going to kill them later for this. He told them he had classes in the morning! He just wanted to sleep. "Come on you guys! Come out already."
But they didn't reveal themselves or reply to his call. The black kitten chirped loudly, as the orange one slid down to the floor with a thump.
Roy scrubbed his hands over his face in frustration. Fine. Let them go off and do whatever they wanted. He wasn't their babysitter.
But he couldn't help but notice that their uniforms were still piled up in the corner, and their comm devices still sat on the coffee table. Roy didn't want to jump to worst-case scenarios, but currently things weren't adding up or looking too good.
The black kitten bumped his hand, demanding to be scratched. Roy looked down at the fuzzy critter, and his mind immediately began seeing the similarities. Black fur and black hair were hardly a comparison, but the blue eyes were the exact same shade as Robin's (because Robin had long ago secretly shared his identity to him and Wally, not that Batman ever needed to know). If he looked close enough, there was the faintest outline of gray around the eyes, in the exact shape of Robin's mask.
….Kittens, really? Roy didn't want to believe. It had to be a coincidence.
The other kitten made a loud meow from the floor. Roy looked up just in time to see an orange blur speed out of the living room and into the kitchen, colliding into the refrigerator door with a thud when it was unable to stop properly.
An orange kitten with superspeed. No coincidence there.
"Ah, hell."
Seems the pixie-dust had a purpose after all.
Another YJ Anon Meme fill. The next chapter of 'Matters of Life and Death' is giving me trouble, so hopefully writing something else will help kick-start my inspiration.
This isn't my favorite beginning, but atleast now the deed is done, and now shenanigans and cuteness can begin. I've got some ideas for what kind of trouble and cuteness kitten!Wally and kitten!Robin will get into (including snuggle time with Roy, and chaos as Mount Justice), but I've got room for more, so feel free to make any suggestions.