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A good friend will tell you that she's not worth it...

Roy slumps dejectedly on the roof, overlooking Star City's impressive skyline, absently holding his bow. He had asked a girl out during his criminal physcology class and was shot down like nothing else, subjected to smirks, sneers, and the coldest brush off he'd ever been through...and he used to live with Ollie. He sighs and wishes for action.

His comm-link crackles. "Robin to Sp-Red Arrow."

Roy touches the commnication device in his ear. "What, Dick?"

"Jeez, jeez." Dick sounds tired but his normal mischievious self, like he's smiling through the comm-link. "Just checkin' in. You okay, man?"

"KF to Red Arrow. You okay, Roy?"

Roy slaps his forehead. There is very rarely Dick without Wally and Wally without Dick. Where Dick was concerned, Wally was.

"Yeah. Fine." The lie's flat. "Well...that girl. Coley Barnett? I asked her out. She shot me down."

"Ouch, bro," Wally sympathizes, and Roy realizes Dick's clicking on something in the background. "What are you doin', Dick?"

"Robin and KF out." His comm-link buzzes and both boys are gone, and Roy stands there stupidly for a minute.

The next morning, Dick e-mails him and tells him to go on Facebook and look up 'Coley Barnett'. When he does, he bursts out laughing-only a hacker could do such damage.

...but a best friend will trash her Facebook.


A good friend will pick you up when your car breaks down...

Wally and Dick sigh and lean back on the hood of Wally's rusty, crappy little truck, staring at the horizon in hopes that Roy's red sedan will bust over it any second now.

Dick glances at his best friend. "You called him, right?"

"Yeah, dude. He said he'd be here soon."

"How 'soon'?"

Wally doesn't answer the question. Thirty minutes later, it starts pouring down rain. Both boys scramble into the car, but by the time they get off the hood, Wally finds his keys, and they jump inside, they're soaked. Shivering, cold, and miserable, both boys watch the horizon for another thirty minutes...then another...

Finally, Roy's cheap sedan bumps over the deserted road and pulls up so the hoods are across from each other. The boys scramble out and rush to the car, struggling to get into the back seat and warmth.

Roy turns back to look at them with a smirk on his face. "I told you that crappy truck wouldn't make it."

Wally glares at him. "Shuddup and dri-you stopped and got Starbucks! Dude! So wrong!"

...but a best friend will make you wait an hour or more, stop to get Starbucks, and tell you that they'll be there 'soon'.


A good friend will be there when she breaks up with you...

Wally and Dick giggle as they sit at the breakfast table the day after Roy calls and tells them that his girlfriend Annie broke up with him over a text. Artemis and Megan give them weird looks and note that both look a little tired, but don't say anything.

"Okay, call him, call him," Wally urges, pushing his yellow phone at Dick. Dick whips it off the table, still laughing, and presses the speed dial, putting it to his ear. Megan and Artemis shoot each other warning looks and start to retreat out of the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"Roy, it's us," Dick says, and Roy's wary because Dick's giggling and he can hear Wally giggling in the background. "Go by Annie's house, right now, okay?"

"W-why? It's six in the morning," Roy yawns, but Dick can hear him moving around and grabbing something jangly-keys, probably.

"Just do it, 'kay? Call us when you get there." Dick hangs up and he and Wally resume giggling, the phone in between them.

Ten minutes later the phone rings and Wally snatches it using his superspeed, turning it on speakerphone.

"You two...are horrible." But the boys can hear Roy trying not to laugh. "Bruce is gonna kill you, Dick. TP's considering vandalism."

"Not if it's trees," Dick says innocently, and the two snap off the phone before Bruce can hear them. Not that that's every worked.

...but a best friend will TP her house.


A good friend will call 991 when you get hurt...

Roy, Wally, and Dick simultaneously groan as Ollie, Barry, and Bruce storm into the hospital room, their eyebrows furrowing.

"What the hell were you three thinking?" Ollie rages.

"I can't believe you three pulled that stupid stunt!" Barry scolds.

"Explain. Now," Bruce orders, glaring at the trio.

One hurried explanation involving motorcycles and Wally using his superspeed on rollerskates later, all three mentors look like they're mentally face-palming and are shaking their heads, probably asking themselves, why us?

"Sorry," Dick apologizes meekly, but the movement hurts his recently dislocated jaw and he grips it in pain.

The mentors ignore this and lay out their punishments, and even Roy takes it quietly, despite him being eighteen. Finally, Barry sits down on Wally's bed and says, "Kaldur sent out the 991 call...but how did you three all end up dislocating your jaws? And breaking your right arms?"

Wally grimaces and looks over at Roy and Dick, who grimace back. "Dude, we are stupid."

...but a best friend will be lying in the hospital next to you with a strikingly similiar injury, saying, "Dude, we are stupid."


A good friend will drop off soup when you're sick...

Roy coughs, a watery, barked cough that makes his throat raw. The soup Dinah had dropped off was unappealing and not helping him feel better. His throat, chest, and head hurt, along with most of his muscles. He normally did not miss Ollie, but he misses him and his constant worrying now.

Just as he thinks this his apartment door flies open-"Don't blame me, Dick picked the lock!"-and Dick and Wally waltz in, arms laden with Walgreens bags and Blockbuster videos.

"What're you doin'?" Roy rasps, not moving from his spot on the couch.

"We bring cough drops, water bottles, NyQuil, Aspirin, and Alfred's cookies," Dick dictates, pointing as he unloads his bags, "And Kleenex and orange juice."

"And horror movies," Wally wags the movie at him with a grin that nearly breaks his face.

Roy rolls his eyes. "You're gonna get the flu if you stay with me," he warns, but his voice is weak and hoarse.

Both roll their eyes and Dick throws a bag of cough drops at him. "Shut up and suck on that."

Wally snickers and Dick whacks him on the back of the skull. "Ouch! Why?"

Dick ignores that, sets up the DVD, and the two ply Roy with medicine, cookies, and orange juice. They stay with him for two days, one or the other going out for groceries or movies, but one is always with Roy.

A week after Roy goes back on patrol, Bruce radios him and tells him that the boys are sick with the flu.

...but a best friend will come armed with most of Walgreens and a good chunk of Blockbuster, fully prepared to share your misery a week later.


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