Hey all you insane little peoples! ArtStorm finally had Inspiration for a story! YAY!
Thanks to my real life friends Kylie and Heather, and my friend on here, 9angel9 for the help I will be getting for ideas for the story :) Luv you all! And thanks to 9angel9 AGAIN for being my beta and judging my horrible spelling XD
Robin, would you like to do the honnors?
Robin: sure! ArtStorm does not own any of the characters in Young Justice, thank God, and will give credit for chapter ideas accordingly
-_- cute , now ON WITH THE SHOW! Story... whatever.
Roy had no idea how he was roped into this. He was currently standing with his brothers in front of Wal-mart, wearing his Red Arrow garbs, while Wally and Dick were now Kid Flash and Robin, or by more popular terms to Roy, Kid Idiot and Boy Blunder. He destinctly remembers passing out on the couch after a long night of boring patrol, then again, he'd woken up two hours later hand-cuffed and on a bus sitting between two pranksters with evil grins, so the arguement 'I'm not going.' was theroughly useless at this point. After ten more seconds of standing and staring at eachother, he lost it on them "What am I doing here!?" he shouted with a growl scaring a few innocent civilians who were just leaving the store. 'Lucky them.' he thought as he stared at the boys.
Robin grinned "We're gonna mess with Wal-mart." the archer watched as Kid Flash flipped around with his thousand-watt grin and high fived the young ebony
Red Arrow groaned and lifted his still cuffed hands to pinch the bridge of his nose "There's going to be Baatman AND Hell to pay for whatever you have planned, you know that, right?" he asked
Robin and Kid Flash nodded
"And Flash, sometimes he's worse." Robin mentioned
Arrow opened his eyes to look at the two, shifting his wrists he shoved an oddly bent paper clip into Robin's Bat-cuffs (Or was it Bird-cuffs?) and twisting it sharply. The cuffs fell to the ground, he rubbed he rubbed is wrists each in turn for a moment before smirking "What's the plan?"
Kid grinned knowingly "We have... a few..."
