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A/N: All mistakes are mine and mine alone, the only beta I had was Microsoft Word so please forgive any and all mistakes.

I came across the below prompt at "weheartit" and my muse wouldn't leave me alone until I'd written this drabble.

Prompt: Who in your OTP asks the weird questions in the middle of the night and who hits the other in the face with a pillow.

Sleepless in Star City

Felicity huffed in frustration, she'd been tossing and turning for most of the night and had barely gotten a half hour of uninterrupted sleep. She looked over at Oliver who was sleeping peacefully, surprised that she hadn't woken him up yet, or had she?

"Oliver." She whispered. But there was no answer. "Oliver." she whispered a little more loudly this time, but still no answer. Felicity reached over and poked him in his side. "Oliver."

"Hmmmmm," he mumbled turning over on his side, facing away from her, "I'm not snoring."

"Are you awake?"

Oliver sighed, "I am now." He turned to face her eyes barely open, "Is everything alright?"

"I can't sleep."

"Come here." he said pulling her towards him and spooning her, her back pressed firmly to his front and his hands gently moving up and down her stomach as he kissed the scar on her shoulder. "Just relax and clear your mind. You'll be asleep in no time."

Felicity lay in Oliver's arms for what felt like hours, still unable to sleep. She tried clearing her mind but that wasn't working either. So when she felt Oliver's hands stop moving she gently nudged him with her elbow. "Oliver."

"Mmmmmm"

"Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?"

"What?"

"Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?" she asked again. "I know we don't have a cat, yet, but cats love chasing and killing mice so why hasn't anyone invented mouse-flavored cat food?"

"Felicity its 2am please try and get some sleep." Oliver mumbled into her hair.

Felicity sighed and closed her eyes willing herself to sleep but it was no use. Several minutes later she gently moved away from Oliver and sat up in bed. "Oliver."

"Yes?"

"If Superman is so smart why does he wear his underwear over his tights?"

"Why don't you ask him."

"Maybe I will the next time I see him."

Oliver's head snapped up, "Wait, how do you know Superman?" he asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"It's a long story for another day." She replied, quickly changing the subject. "You really should get some sleep Oliver. You have to get up early for that press conference you have in the morning."

"I'm trying but someone won't let me." Oliver grunted.

"Sorry."

"Oliver, are you still awake?" she whispered a few minutes later.

"Yes Felicity, I'm still awake."

"Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dish-washing liquid made with real lemons? You'd think it would make more sense to use the real lemons for human consumption and the artificial stuff for something that's going to end up down the drain. Not the other way around."

Oliver groaned, "You're not going to let me get any sleep tonight, are you?"

"It's not my fault your kid likes to practice his or her martial arts on my insides in the middle of the night."

Oliver smiled and slid over to gently place a kiss on her baby bump.

"Last question and I promise I'll leave you alone."

"Shoot."

"In a baseball game, If the batter hits a ball and splits it right down the middle, and half the ball flies out of the park and the other half is caught, what's the final ruling?"

"That would never happen Felicity. Now please lie back down and try and get some sleep."

"Okay." She yawned.

Felicity slid down in bed and back into Oliver's arms, his hands back on her baby bump.

"If you're in a vehicle going the speed of light, what happens when you turn on the headlights?"

"Fe-li-ci-ty."

"You know what never mind, I'll ask Barry since he's...you know...really fast and would probably know the answer."

She reached over for her phone and started texting. Ten minutes later the doorbell rang.

"You have got to be kidding me." Oliver muttered as he started to get out of bed. "Who on god's green earth would be coming over at 3am?"

"Oops, sorry my bad. I should have told Barry not to ring the doorbell and to text me instead. You stay in bed and get your beauty sleep, I'll go open the door for him."

"Felicity, why is Barry outside our home in the middle of the night? Please tell me he isn't here to answer your question."

"Of course not, why would he come all the way to Starling, I mean Star City to answer a silly question?" She said getting out of bed and slipping he robe on.

"Then why is he here?"

"I was craving some Big Belly Burger, well your kid was craving the Big Belly Burger, so I asked Barry to bring some over for me." she babbled.

"Why didn't you just...you know what never mind."

Felicity knew exactly what he was going to ask so she answered anyway, "I did and they don't deliver at this time of night. And before you ask, Yes I would have asked you to go out and get me some but you've been Mr. Grumpy all night so I asked Barry since he was still up." She said hitting him playfully on the head with her pillow. "Now go back to sleep Oliver. I'll be downstairs, on the couch, eating my burger and watching TV."

-fin-