Dick Grayson has strange dreams.
AN: Wrote this quick, had to get it out of my head. Un-beta'd. Sorry, not sorry.
Sour Candy
Dick wasn't a stranger to bizarre dreams. He had them relatively often. In fact, compared to most of the odd dreams he had, this one was pretty normal.
He wandered lazily through a candy forest where the predominant colors were pink and rainbow, alone but for the birds and other candy-creatures he glimpsed on occasion, when the sound of running feet caught his attention and he looked around.
There, on the other side of the fizzing soda river, stood Wally dressed as a gingerbread man complete with tan suspenders and gum-drop buttons.
"Wally? What are you doing here? You're..." but he couldn't bring himself to finish that sentence. Even inside a dream, the memories were too raw, too real.
Wally didn't answer him. Instead he shouted, "Run run run as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the ginger-haired man!"
And off he ran in a blur of fantastic colors until he was swallowed by the vibrant landscape, gone forever from Dick's view.