Second story! Yay! Thank you to all the people who read my other story and reviewed. I didn't think anyone would. I'm going to be trying to do longer one shots and maybe even a story with more than one chapter. *le gasp*
This story was inspired by stories of the horrible Rudy West. I mean, what if he and our favorite speedster just argued? So, the result: this decent story.
Disclaimer: I ain't own nothing.
Wally smiled as he left Mt. Justice via zeta beam. After a successful mission, some of M'gann's cookies, and fighting with Artemis, he considered it a good day. He was ready to head home and sleep, if he could.
Wally was transported right outside his house and headed inside. He tried to be as quiet as possible because it was rather late at night, and his parents were probably asleep. But apparently, that wasn't the case. His father was in the kitchen for a midnight snack.
The young speedster tried to tiptoe past him, but that didn't work out. His father turned around just as Wally was stepping on the first step of the stairs. "Why are you back so late, huh?" he asked angrily.
"Dad, I had a late mission. I told you I'd be back late today. Sorry if I just saved a couple dozen families lives and came back after by bedtime!" Wally knew he sounded a bit harsh, but he was tired and it was too late for his father's anger.
"Well, I didn't hear anything about that. Your mother made a nice dinner, and you weren't there," Wally's dad tried to argue.
"Dad, it's late. Can we talk in the morning? And I told Mom that I would be back late too." Wally rolled his eyes, and that didn't slide by his father.
"Don't give me any of that," he hissed. "Just go to bed. I can't deal with you anymore."
Wally's mouth dropped open, and he shook his head in disbelief. He rolled his eyes again as he headed up the stairs and collapsed on his bed.
Oh, how he despised his dad at times like that.
This one is going to be a story with multiple chapters. I know the first chapter is pretty short, but ehh. Sorry. :D
Wally: My dad isn't mean like that is real life, in fact-
Dash (me, in case you didn't get that): Umm, yeah. He is. I pity you Wally, I really do.
Wally: But-
Dash: Hush, child.