Hey yo haayy! How goes it, my fanfictious friends? School is over for me and work doesnt start for another few days, so I've had enough free time to write THIS! A fun little diddy that popped into my head and I just had to write.
Twas inspired by a hilarious video by FND Films called Parkour Kids! Feel free to look it up on youtube. I strongly suggest it; its mucho funny ;P
Disclaimer- I think writing the disclaimer is secretly every fanfiction writer's favorite part of uploading a story. That being said; not mine.
The past few weeks with their mentors had been slow, and their weekends with the team had been even slower. It seemed that in these last few weeks of summer when the temperature started to drop, even crime cooled off a little.
Still, the Young Justice teens (even Artemis, to their surprise) spent their time dutifully where they were supposed to- Mount Justice. That being said, there was only so much training that could be done when there were no missions to take up other time. So when they weren't working with Black Canary, the team was left to find way to occupy themselves on their own.
They even tried to spend their time together; gathered in the main room. Wally and Robin were often playing video games, and when they weren't, Supey watched soap operas or plain television static (much to everyone else's dismay), and Kaldur spent most of his time sitting cross legged in a big arm chair reading a book. Artemis sat on the corner of the couch reading magazines, while Megan looked curiously over her shoulder asking questions about Earth's culture, which Artemis seemed happy to answer.
But, peaceful as things were together, they were still, in fact, teenagers. And teenage superheroes, just like any other teenagers, sometimes needed their space. Teenagers needed to brood every now and again.
So it was at this point that they all went their separate ways. Superboy and Megan each went to their respective rooms to do who knows what, Artemis went to train and make some new arrows, and Kaldur went down to the beach to spend his time in and around the water.
Robin, dressed in his civies and sporting his usual sunglasses, grabbed himself some food and stayed in the main room to do some work on the cave's mainframe. Being thirteen, as he was, he was much less prone to hormonal mood swings than the rest of the older team members. But he accepted this fact as it was, knowing there was nothing he could do about it, and that he, too, would one day fall victim to the same fate. And probably one day soon. But for the time being, he settled himself deep into the cushions of the couch, apple in hand and laptop on lap.
Being raised by the Bat himself had its perks. Robin didn't have to look away from his laptop screen to feel two eyes drilling into the back of his head. His training let him just sense it- Two big, bright green eyes, glaring at him from the kitchen.
"Can I help you with something?" Robin managed to squeeze out through a juicy mouthful of apple, still clicking away at his keyboard.
"Yyeaahhh…" Wally dragged out, moseying over to where Robin was seated. He was dressed in jeans and a plaid button up shirt, though his shoes were nowhere to be seen. He casually put a hand on the top of the couch and used the leverage to launch himself over, landing with a muffled thud next to Robin.
Robin visibly cringed as Wally landed. When the team got moody like this, Wally was the one that Robin avoided like the plague. At fifteen, Wally was at the peak of his teendom; therefore, the peak of his hormonal angst. When Wally got moody… damn, did that boy get moody.
Wally reached over and closed Robin's laptop on the black haired boy's fingers. Robin reeled back.
"Dude!" Robin yelled, voice cracking. And yet, sometimes it seemed like he was the oldest one in the mountain…
"Listen up, Dicky-poo." Wally demanded, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes.
Robin nearly choked on his apple.
"Walls, man, come on, you know its 'Robin' While we're here. We don't want the others to hear you say that, they don't know." Robin implored calmly, trying to avoid setting the red head off.
"Whatever." Kid Flash demanded, waving it off. Robin tried to stay calm as Wally continued. "Everyone's locked away doing their own thing, no ones gonna hear."
"Fine," Dick said through gritted teeth. Wally noticed.
"Whoa dude, what's got you all worked up?"
"KF, you just walked in, slammed my laptop on my fingers, called me you-know-what, and demanded I 'listen up.' Sorry if I w-"
"Oh, I get it," Wally stood up so he could look down at Robin, who was still in the same position on the couch with his feet up on the table, "You're trying to avoid me! Well newsflash Robin! We're on a team, you're gonna have to see me eventually; it's inevitable!"
"No Wally, it's completely… evitable." Robin slid his laptop next to him on the couch and grabbed Wally by the wrist to firmly drag him back onto the couch. "'Sides I'm not trying to avoid you, I'm just trying to avoid your tizzy while it lasts."
"My what?" Wally began to rise from the couch again… angered? Robin couldn't tell. Maybe just confused…
"Never mind," Dick said softly, pulling Wally to the couch again. If there was anything he had learned by being on the team, it was how to deal with an angsty Wally. This basically entailed calming him down, feeding him junk food, giving him control of the television remote for a few hours, giving him his space for an equal amount of time, and generally, just… doing what he asked. No need to start a fight. Just roll with the punches.
"Anyway," Dick continued, "What were you going to say?" He crossed his legs beneath him and sat facing Wally, giving the speedster his full attention.
This seemed to appease the temperamental boy, if only a smidgen.
"So. I've been thinking," Wally began.
Shocker… Robin thought, but didn't dare to say aloud, given the current circumstances.
"You don't have enough extracurricular activities." Wally finished, shifting on the couch so he was leaning sideways onto the back of it, knees pulled up.
"I… I don't what?" Robin raised an eyebrow. "Wally, I have more ECA's than the rest of you guys combined. You know that. Which leads me to believe that your train of thought can only lead to someone's disaster. Mine to be specific."
"No, dude, it'll be totally… Aster!" Wally proclaimed, using Robin's made up word in an effort to win him over in the argument.
Dick brought his hand up to his temple and began to massage it with his two fingers, exasperated. "Alright," he sighed, "Where is this going…? What did you have in mind?"
"Sweet!" Kid Flash pumped a fist into the air, and quickly became much more excited. "Have you ever heard of parkour?" He asked.
"Of what?" Robin asked.
"Parkour! Here, gimme your laptop." Wally ran around Dick at super speed to grab the technology in question and bring it back to his seat before Dick could protest. He opened it up and took Dick's wrist, bringing his friend's hand toward the laptop. Dick made no effort to stop him as Wally dragged the younger boy's finger across the fingerprint scanner.
The screen opened up. Wally typed in the password and Dick mentally scolded himself for forgetting to change it after Wally figured it out again. There were perks to having a best friend who was as much of a geek as you were. For one, the two of them could have conversations about math or science, and the other person could keep up and understand without any trouble. However, there were also downsides. Being in a constant battle of password hacking was one of them.
Wally typed something into the browser, and Robin could honestly care less what it was. When he seemed satisfied with what he found, Wally turned the computer around so Robin could see the video he had brought up.
"Watch." Wally instructed, hitting play. Instantly, the image began moving to show footage of guys running around, jumping over things or rolling around them. Robin raised an eyebrow.
"Is this suppo-"
"Just keep watching!" Wally cut Robin off.
The moves on screen began getting more intense. The people started jumping from one building rooftop to another, and flipping over cars. They were jumping up walls and landing on their hands at the top. They were fearlessly doing back-flips off of two story buildings and rolling at the bottom, only to stand up and do another flip. They ran and slammed their hands onto benches or dumpsters; whatever was around, and launching themselves all the way over to catch themselves on brick walls on the other side and pull themselves up.
"Eh? Eh?" Wally asked, gesturing toward the screen.
"Well…. Yeah, that is pretty cool." Robin stated, genuinely impressed.
"Right? And you would be totally aster at it!" Wally practically shouted. He seemed to be having trouble staying seated in his excitement.
Robin closed the laptop. "KF, as cool as it was…. What is it? What's the point?"
Wally stoop up and walked around the table, "That is that point, bro. You just… run. It's 'free-running' and then there's some French involved somewhere in that explanation, but I don't know what it is, but what I do know," Wally finished in one breath before pausing to continue, "Is that you'd be awesome at it."
"I don't know KF, I don't think I'm really into it…" Robin began. He didn't get a chance to continue because next thing he knew there was a redhead up in his face and a fist wrapped around his collar.
"I don't understand what the big deal is, man!" Wally yelled. Robin flinched away from the boy. "Just do it!" Wally continued, "I get it…. It's cause your still mad about before, isn't it?"
Robin gulped. Right… he thought to himself, Kid Flash. Moody teenager. In a tizzy. Do what he asks. No need to fight, roll with the punches. Right, okay got it, good.
"No, no man, I'm not still angry," Robin said, gingerly removing Wally's hand from the front of his shirt. "In fact, I'll give it a shot, okay? Whenever you want."
Kid Flash instantly perked up. "Awesome!" he cheered, "Meet me back here in fifteen minutes. And be ready to go!" And with that, he was out the door and in his room in… well, in a flash.
Robin began gathering his belongings and taking them to his room. "Well…" he mumbled to himself, "I guess I should just accept that I will be getting nothing done today…"
Ta-Da! I was gonna make it one big oneshot, but it got kinda long. So it'll be a three-ish shot. Two parts and an epilogue. You can expect part two by like, tomorrow at ten pm. It's already written, but I dont feel like re-reading and editing right this second. So tomorrow. And the epilogue the day after.
Yup. So theres the beginning. I was all drugged up after a trip to the hospital, and I became fixated on the idea of Robin being awesome at parkour.
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