Wally could have swore the last time he looked at the clock on the stove, it read 2:34, pulsing green epilepsy. After seeing the time, and writing down, "Home early"on his wrist, to remember he had chores to do, he joined the nippy superboy on the oddly colored sofa. After what seemed like a minute, was actually an hour. the clock now read 3:57.

The TV was hardly reaching its full potential, and the cable box was rarely used by anyone in the cave. Robin was always against watching TV in the cave, and opted to train instead, spending hours just doing that, until leaving early for the Dynamic Duo gig. Artemis often followed in Dick's lead, shooting arrows until she could hit the target dead center everytime. Whenever Wally went in there the first thing he noticed was the split wood and cracked tips, feathers lying murdered around the target in cold blood. On occassions, the speedster would watch the two train, and sometimes agree to try it himself.

FLASHBACK

Dick had made it look easy, especially compared to the stiff Wally West, who had unfortunately became a prisoner of the hoops. Not only the hoops hated him, however, the rope climb, trampoline, and 15 feet high monkey bars gave him a hard time. At some point, struggling amidst the so call "Easy" Monkey bars, Dick jeering with his notorious laugh, taking swigs of sparkling water. he thought to himself, Why am I embarrasing myself like this?

"This isn't so bad." Said Wally, reaching for the next bar. The steel felt horrificly cold to the touch; or was it that he had no blood flow going to his hands?

"See," Dick began, laughing. He screwed the white plastic cap back on the bottle, and set it beside the lone bench beside the entrance. "Just Do not look down."

Oh why did he have to say that. With utmost willpower, Wally forced himself to keep his eyes straight, but a speedster wasn't entirely known for their willpower. He tired to resist the temptation. "Don't look down, don't look down. Aw, man, I looked down!" He couldn't resist.

The floor was literally warping into the grand canyon.

His heart began crashing against his ribcage. Another thing about speedsters is they always want to be on the ground, heels planted and toes just barely keeping their shoes on. He couldn't help but remember the first time he was ever this high up, and recalling how much he hated being this high up, and how much he now didn't want to be this high up. Only one thing left to do.

"Dude, I am freaking OUT!"

"You want down, Wally?" Dick laughed.

"Yes, yes I want down."

"Well, I can't get you down. You have to get yourself down, on your own, as in: you have to finish the monkey bars."

"I can't!" He shrieked, head forward again, eyes closed tightly shut to avoid looking down again.

"Well, you can't exactly pussyfoot your way out of this one. I could get Megan to-"

"No!" No way in hell was he going to look like a chicken in front of Megan. "FINE! I'll finish this stupid death trap, okay!"

PRESENT

Wally rubbed his arm after remembering that day. He didn't exactly make it to the other side, but he did make it to the medbay in record time.

The red-head attempted to reach for the remote to the TV, but Superboy stared at him, and he stopped halfway. He sighed, then got a bit closer to the remote.

"don't." Superboy growled.

"Seriously, Superboy, this is all you do all day?"

The clone didn't reply. Wally huffed and puffed, sinking back into the coach. Maybe he'd check on Artemis this time, maybe do archery with her again. He did have a good time with her. Not that he didn't have fun with her, her, or anything.

FLASHBACK

Artemis was standing a couple dozen feet from the target, and she was feeling very determined now that Wally was watching her. She drew in a deep breath, then stood completely still. She calculated the distance from her fletching, tip, and adjusted the bow, gave the end a nice boost in height, and fired the arrow.

Wally watched, actually amazed that the arrow had so obviously taken flight. Artemis smirked, back to the awe inspired speedster. The arrow hit the red center with an alarming thud, and stayed bedded in the wood.

"I want to try!" Wally shouted. Across the way, Dick was using the god awful equipment, chuckling, barely needing to take in a breath.

"Really?" Artemis was genuinely dumbfounded. But she didn't bother feigning her atonishment. "Well, why the hell not. Grab a bow and a quiver from over there and we'll get started." Artemis smiled, and Wally blushed.

After he had gathered a thick brown leather quiver, containing a good dozen arrows, and a steel bow that was much to large for him, he went over to the blond archer.

"I have no idea how to put this on?" Wally was staring at the quiver, attempting a few times to put it on. It felt awkward whenever he tried.

"Here, I'll help you," Artemis said. She grabbed the quiver from Wally, feeling the leather strap until it was straight in her palms. With the leather in hand, she stepped behind the red-head and placed the strap across his chest, arrows ready to spill at the top. "There you go."

"Okay, word of warning, Baywatch, do not put the bow string against your skin, and same goes for the arrow." She stopped for a second. "You know what they use for skin graphs, don't you?" She snickered, and Wally suddenly felt a bit dizzy at the thought.

Wally lifted the bow, shaking a bit, but not because he was nervous or anything. Aw, who was he kidding, he was terrorfied!

"You're too low." Artemis said from behind him. She wrapped her hand around the bow and then tilted the shaft a bit upwards. "You need to keep the arrow straight, red riding hood." oh, he knew that.

She was suddenly behind him, whispering things into his ear. Telling him to 'Stay straight' and 'Keep calm and still'. But the second he heard 'Let it fly, Wally' he did exactly that. The arrow split through the room, bridging the gap in a good second. Dick, now sitting on top of the monkey bars, who thankfully stayed quiet, watched in amazement when the arrow was shot.

crack!

PRESENT

He was still living that moment. That day, he managed to split Artemis' arrow right down the middle, and impress her at the same time he impressed himself. Since then, he hadn't gotten the whispering out of his head. Yeah, maybe visiting the training room was a good idea.

Recognize Robin-B01, Aqualad B02, Artemis B07

He shot straight up off the sofa. Superboy was hardly fazed but did stand up, ready to greet them. Wally was going to do just that, when he heard faint bickering from the mouth of the cave.

"My fault? it's not my fault that you're batshit crazy!" Artemis yelled, and Wally could clearly see her throwing her hands up in disgust. He restrained himself not to laugh when her hands were in the air when she entered the den.

Robin was holding a green cloth to his arm, a obvious drip of blood coming of the corners. "Whoa, dude, what happend to your arm?" Wally asked. Artemis was no better then the Boy Wonder. Her face was scratched and her hair was tangled and slipping out of the ponytail at the top. Her uniform was in threadbare ruins.

"I could have handle it, but you got in my way!" Dick said matter-fact-like instead of mad.

"HA! Yeah. If I hadn't 'got in the way' you would be in ground right now!"

"Enough." Kaldur'ahm entered. Out of the two, he looked the most decent. Other than a swollen eye and bloody lip, he looked relatively okay.

"What happend?" Wally asked again, getting a little irritated.

"Boy Wonder here thought it'd be a good idea to track Chesire to her headout." Artemis yelled. "Well, I bet you can guess what happend next."

"Wait, you guys were on a mission?" Superboy asked. The first time he had spoken more than one word all afternoon.

"Yeah," Robin started, looking a bit pale in the cheeks. "Sorry, Supes, but Batman didn't want in on this one."

Superboy grunted, but really had nothing to say about it now that he was already late to the party. Wally knew why he wasn't included. He was at Aunt Iris' birthday party in Keystone, getting his first taste of alchohol, and playing his first round of tipsy broomstick spin. Good times.

"Robin," Wally was now suddenly very serious. Thankfully his lack of seriousness made it all the more important when he wanted to be taken as such. "What happend to your arm?"

The three messed up teens looked at each, then back at Wally.

"I was battling Chesire in the trees, after Artemis got us caught." Artemis was ready to interupt, but a look from the speedster stopped her dead. "Next thing I know there's a bloody arrow in my arm."

"I said I was sorry!" Artemis began, getting another glare from the Speedster.

"Artemis shot you?" Wally was smiling hysterically, getting ready to burst out laughing.

"Yeah."

Wally then began laughing, and superboy had a hilariously confused look splayed across his face. "It's-it's not funny." Robin said, on the verge of laughing too. Kaldur stared at Wally, bemused, until the speedster gave a really good point. "Why didn't you take a picture of it?" Kaldur then smile a bit, then slowly started chuckling, until he was cackling with the Red-head, thinking about the event that happend in the woods a bit more comical then before.

Robin laughed, recieving a nice punch in the forearm from Artemis, where she had shot him earlier. "OUCH!" It hurt him, but he still refused to stop laughing. "Haha, you should-should have seen Chesire's face." Robin said, between breaths. He then mimicked the chesire look, disorented and just plain freaked out.

By now, everyone was lauging, including Artemis, and Superboy.

"What is going on?" Megan asked, entering the den. A look of horror panted her face when she saw the stream of blood coming from Robin's arm. "Omigod. what happend."

Everyone laughed harder when she asked.

"Guys," Robin said, earning the suffocating teams attention. "I am so going to pass out." Everyone laughed a bit, but all abruptly stopped when Robin hit the floor. Kaldur, Wally, Artemis, Megan and Superboy exchanged looks.

"Whew," Wally walked towards the kitchen, where Robin was just bleeding out on the floor. "Need help getting to the medbay." He asked.

"Yeah."

Wally helped Robin to his side, holding onto his utility belt so the kid didn't fall over again.

"Hey guys," Robin pointed at them all. "Don't tell Batman."

This took a lot out of me. I am so tired right now, I feel like I might have failed the dialouge. UGH!