Author's Note: We'll see how far these go.
Disclaimer: I would be doing other things if I actually owned Batman.
In Which . . . Wally finds Dick's Phone.
"Hey Rob, you in here . . ?"
The red-headed speedster hit the brakes as he entered the lounge room in the team headquarters.
Hmmm. He thought Robin was in here.
Where was he?
Deciding that what he was going to ask Batman's protégé wasn't that important, Wally flopped onto the couch wishing that the bowl of candy on the coffee
table wasn't empty.
Sure he had eaten it earlier, but come on, someone should have refilled it by now.
He sat up and crossed his arms. Then something caught his eye.
Robin's batphone.
With a cautious glance around, Wally grabbed the item with some glee.
There had to be loads of cool stuff on this thing.
Lasers, controls for satellites, other bat-named stuff.
The phone was a little hard to navigate though and Wally was having a hard time finding anything.
When something finally loaded, it was . . .
"Just pictures." Wally said with a sigh, but maybe there were pictures of awesome things!
He started flipping through them. After a while, confusion was on his face.
"Hey KF, what's . . ." Robin paused in his walking. "What are you doing with my phone? How did you get it?"
He made a swipe for it, but Wally shifted away in a blur.
"Dude, I have seen people with cat fetishes, dog fetishes, but never an elephant fetish."
"Just give me back my phone. And I do not!"
"Dude, you have like fifty-some pictures here. Do you need intervention?"
Wally came to rest in a chair on the opposite side of the room.
Robin grabbed something off his belt.
"Seriously, I'm just saying." Wally said innocently avoiding him again.
"KF, give it to me right now."
"Got to keep working on the scary voice Rob. Not even close to Batman's."
Wally barely eluded Robin's throw that time.
"Is this all the same elephant? Are you stalking an elephant?"
Seriously, this was a gold mine.
Wally zipped past and hopped over the couch.
"How much time do you spend at zoos? Is this at a zoo?" Wally said scrolling through a few more.
"Aww look! This one is eating with its huge nose thing!" He gushed. "A-D-O-R-A-B-L . . . Ow."
Wally was suddenly on the floor.
Robin reached down and took back his phone.
"Thank you."
"Mean." Wally said as he stood back up.
Robin pressed a few buttons on the phone and placed it back on his belt.
"Obviously a sensitive subject. That's okay."
Robin said nothing.
"Silent treatment? That's cool. Too bad, I was going to ask you who the cute red-haired girl was."
Even with all that training, it was obvious that he had hit a nerve in Robin.
"What was that?" He asked nervously.
"Cute girl? Red hair. Purpley/black costume with the bat symbol on it?"
"Oh, ah . . . Listen KF. . ."
"I'm not saying anything here, but if I had a cute girl like that . . ."
'Listen, it's . . ."
"I understand. Keeping it a secret from the man. You can trust me."
"Well no. I mean, Batman knows but . . ."
"But what?" Wally asked.
Wally tried to fill in some blanks. "Seriously dude? Are you two not together? How is that possible? She's like a girl bat-person."
"Batgirl. Her name is Batg . . ."
"Does she think she's too good for you?" Wally guessed. "Can I have a go? What's her number?"
"No, I'm not giving you her number and what about Ar . . ."
"Letter of her first name? Middle initial? Favorite color?"
"I'm not telling you anything about her. And for your information we are together okay? So just lay off!"
Wally surveyed his friend.
"If that what you want bro." He said with a shrug.
Robin seemed to relax.
"Thanks."
Robin seemed to look him over one more time before leaving the room.
Sure he promised not to tell anyone, but that wasn't going to stop him from prying.
Elephants? Batgirl?
This was a gold mine.
Random End Notes: I promise they won't all be this goofy. I just want to practice writing conversations, situations, and whatever else comes to me. Updates
will come (of course) at random.
All right you know the drill. Advice, and (gentle) [be nice please! :}] criticism, would be appreciated. Or a haiku if you feel like one.