A/N: So I decided to go ahead and make this a place for any one-shots that come to mind. This one has plenty of Kara/Barry interaction but is, at its heart, Oliver/Nyssa.

Thank you to Redarcherx (this one's for you) and Erodz505 (I need more Karry as well) for the reviews. It's always nice to know what people are thinking and support is greatly appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters herein.

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"Barry!" Kara shouted as she turned up the volume on the television, the beginning credits starting to roll for their movie. "It's starting! Grab the popcorn and get your butt over here or I am eating all of the pizza!" She smirked at the crash that followed from the other room, her boyfriend's speed not doing him any favors in such close quarters. At least not when pizza was involved.

He loved pizza.

Kara was pretty sure, from his ramblings while he was sleeping, that there was at least one naughty fantasy that involved herself and the Italian food, but she wasn't going to push that one. Kryptonian she may be, but she had no desire to deck herself out in cheese, marinara, and toppings.

A sudden gust of wind and flash of light prompted Barry's arrival on the couch next to her, one arm wrapping around her shoulders while the other placed the bowl of popcorn – the incredibly large bowl of popcorn – on the coffee table.

The speedster kissed her temple and grinned roguishly at her. "Milady's popcorn, as per request," He dropped all pretenses and gave her his best puppy eyes. "Please don't eat my pizza!"

Kara couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up at his plea, turning to him and pecking his lips and nuzzling his neck. "Okay, babe, since you brought me my popcorn and asked so nicely, I will not devour your pizza. This time."

Barry was about to respond when his phone rang, Eminem's Til I Collapse accompanied by the sound of the device vibrating atop the table, Oliver Queen's name obvious.

"You know," Kara said as Barry reached for his cell. "I can never tell if he likes the fact that that's his ringtone. He's just always so…meh."

Smirking at his girlfriend's spot on description, Barry shook his head. "I know for a fact that he loves it. I've stumbled upon him training with this song blaring through the Arrow Cave. He does the most hilarious things when he thinks he's working out alone and," he said with a wicked grin. "He totally belts it out when he's got his headphones on. I almost gave myself away when I heard that!"

This threw Kara into a fit of giggles which gave Barry a chance to answer the phone. "Hey, Ollie!" Both heroes said, Kara's louder and with decidedly more pop. "What's up?"

"Don't call me that!" huffed the gravelly voice of the Green Arrow. Kara's laughter only increased. "Tell your girlfriend she has no room to laugh – Pizza Pie!"

Kara froze, her laughter dying in her throat and eyes going wide as she stared at the phone in her boyfriend's hand. Her eyes narrowed into a dangerous scowl and she grabbed the phone from Barry. "Oliver Queen, how do you know about that?! I swear to Rao if you ever mention that again I am going to eviscerate you with my heat vision, understand?!"

Despite the threat, Oliver chuckled darkly. "Don't call me Ollie, Danvers. Or you, Barry, or else I might lose my grip the next time we're training."

"Whatever," Barry groused, still miffed at the fact that his, for lack of a better word, mentor had shot him in the back. "No joke, man, every time it rains, every time! Pain. It sucks, Oliver."

"I am sorry for the pain, Barry," Oliver said after a moment, but the speedster could hear the smile in the man's voice as he continued. "But I am not sorry that you learned a valuable lesson. So…worth it."

"Agree to disagree," Kara muttered, climbing behind Barry and starting to massage his upper back. It made her feel better to try and do something to ease her boyfriend's pain, even if it wasn't raining at the moment.

The brunette had to fight off a moan at Kara's ministrations; she was easily able to work into the deep tissue of his shoulders and back thanks to her Kryptonian strength. "So, what's up, Oliver? You are kind of interrupting our movie night as well as Kara's Mel Brooks education."

Barry's words brought back Oliver's initial heat as the vigilante growled. "I need your help, Barry."

Barry glanced over his shoulder at Kara, the two slightly alarmed at the vehemence and urgency in the archer's normally stoic voice. "What's wrong? Is anyone hurt?"

"Yes. Thea – OW!" There was some kind of commotion on the Star City side of the call and the two Central City residents frowned. "Dammit Nyssa! Who throws a shoe? Honestly!"

"Oliver Queen you do not get to terrorize your sister's boyfriend over this! You are being the world's biggest hypocrite right now!"

Now both super heroes were beyond confused. Kara decided to speak up.

"Uh, Oliver? What exactly is going on? We're a little out of the loop."

"What's going on is that I need Barry's help to kill Roy Harper!" The Green Arrow barked, his voice rising as an even greater scuffle seemed to be taking place from the vigilante's side of the phone. "Come to think of it, Kara, your heat vision will come in handy too! We can keep him alive longer that wa—JESUS, NYSSA!" The sound of an object embedding itself into a wall was clear over the phone. "That was a flechette! Why are you defending him?!"

"Because, Beloved, if you murder someone now with the FBI investigating you, there is no possible way that you are going to get away with it!" There was a brief pause before the daughter of the demon added an afterthought. "I had hoped the League, for all its faults, taught you better than that. Besides, who would look after your sister if you killed him? You?"

"Of course I would! Do you really think I would just leave my sister on her own to fend for herself?!" Came Oliver's indignant reply.

There was a snort from Nyssa. "You do realize that your sister's net worth is substantially more than yours, Beloved, don't you? Verdant, after you lost ownership of it and Thea took over, has been steadily building its reputation and clientele. They were featured in "The Star City Reader" as one of the top five night clubs in the city. She doesn't really need you, financially. Not to mention the fact that you are not exactly available. At least Roy is there for her."

Barry put his hand over the phone and turned to Kara. "Has this conversation turned into a bit of a lover's spat or is it just me?"

"Nope," Kara shook her head. "I doubt they even remember we're here." She grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into her mouth before pulling a slice of pizza from one of the six boxes and frowning. "And now the pizza is cold!"

He rolled his eyes. "Heat vision, babe."

Kara's eyes lit up, literally. "Oh yeah!" The room heated up briefly as she stared down the pie, her brow furrowed. "Ding!" she quipped. "All done!"

Laughing at her antics, Barry decided enough was enough. "Listen, Ollie – "

"Come on, Nyssa! You know that I'm balancing a lot of stuff right now but family always comes first!"

"You are lucky William is so well adjusted and only here on weekends and alternating holidays! I can't imagine what he would be like if he had to put up with you gallivanting around the city at night seven days out of the week, sixteen hours a day and then parading around as Mayor Queen the other eight!"

"GUYS!" The exasperated speedster shouted, his stomach growling in protest. "I am really hangry right now and you both know that a hangry speedster is a dangerous speedster. You remember what happened at Big Belly, right?"

There was a sharp intake of breath over the phone before Oliver cleared his throat. "Let's just…settle down, okay, Barry? No reason to get angry."

"Hangry," the CSI corrected with a growl. "Now, tell me why you want me to help your murder your protégé. That would help get me off the phone with you and to my food. Not that I'm condoning this, of course."

"Because he's a conniving, back stabbing, son of a bitch who – " Oliver was cut off by his better half.

"Oliver Queen, so help me God, if you don't give me that phone right now the next flechette will not miss!"

Muffled noise followed and the sound of a hand meeting the back of a head – followed immediately by Oliver's "OW!" – brought Nyssa accented voice to Barry's ear.

"Hello again, Barry, how are things with you and Kara?" The assassin began as if she hadn't just been threatening Oliver mere seconds before. "Well I hope?"

With a sigh, Barry ran a hand through his hair as he watched his Kryptonian princess polish of her first box of pizza enviously. "We're doing great, Nyssa, just trying to watch a movie before Kara eats all the pizza," she sent him a half-hearted glare before giving an over exaggerated moan of satisfaction as she bit into a fresh slice. "Why is Oliver suddenly anti-Roy?"

"Because he's a lying, no good, piece of – DAMMIT! Again with the shoe, woman?!"

"If you would stop interrupting the adults when they are talking, Beloved, it wouldn't happen," she took a moment and, from what Barry heard, walked out of the room. "I apologize for Oliver. He feels very…strongly about the issue at hand."

"Which is?" Barry prompted and then whined internally when he saw the second pizza box being discarded. "Come on, Nyssa, these pizzas are falling like flies!" Kara gave him a mischievous smirk as she grabbed three slices at once, stacked them together, folded them toppings out, and took an enormous bite that she managed to draw out, moaning in over the top bliss, and slowly pulled away, a long strand of cheese clinging desperately to her mouth and the victimized slices.

Food porn had never been a viable concept to him until now.

Swallowing thickly and trying to focus, he was able to catch Nyssa's explanation.

"…and so during our weekly dinner – the vigilante one, not the family friendly one – Thea and Roy decided it would be a great time to announce that she's pregnant which, of course, set Oliver off on the warpath and saw Roy nearly impaled twenty-seven different times by all manner of arrows, partially successfully bisected eighteen times by at least as many strategically placed League swords, and now sporting bruises the same size and shape of Star City's mayor's hands around his neck, one ankle, left eye, and posterior."

Barry stared, wide-eyed, at Kara who herself was gaping in astonishment at Nyssa's description of the Emerald Archer's ferocity. "Uhh…seriously?!"

"No kidding," Kara concurred, before deciding to make herself feel better by continuing to shovel pizza into her mouth. "Did he actually spank Roy?"

Nyssa grunted, obviously displeased. "Yes. It took John, Rene, Curtis, Dinah, Felicity and myself to finally subdue him. He has since been sequestered to his room until he has calmed sufficiently and is ready to apologize."

The speedster could only look at his girlfriend for a moment before they both burst out laughing. "O-Oliver's…in time out?!" Kara guffaws were so intense that she snorted causing Barry to laugh even harder, tears threatening to fall.

"FUCK YOU, BARRY!" Came Oliver's voice from the background, signaling Nyssa's return to his bedroom. "AND YOUR LITTLE KRYPTONIAN, TOO!" Another thump sounded followed by a rather unmanly scream. "AAAAAH! NYSSA! Where the hell did you get a third shoe?!"

"That is for me to know and you to never find out, Beloved. Now go sit on the bed. You are being punished," the once and former Ra's teased.

Finally, able to stymie his laughter – at both his friend's predicament and his girlfriend's blushing, horror filled face, which was cross-eyed as she looked down at her nose in betrayal – Barry spoke. "Okay, Nyssa, go ahead and put Oliver back on. It's time to clear this up."

Another shuffling of hands over the phone took place before Oliver was back. "I am not in time out, Barry, and if you spread that to anybody outside of the four of us, I am going to make you wish you never came out of that coma!"

Kara had finally recovered from her embarrassment and rolled her eyes at the archer's statement. "You sure know how to convince people to see things your way, Ollie. Is this how you sway your voters? Your lovely bedside manner?"

"Oliver," Barry interrupted before his girlfriend and best friend could get into another one of their back and forth squabbles. "Need I remind you that Roy and Thea are married?"

There was a huff of sarcastic laughter. "Please! They had Dig marry them in the middle of the battlefield when the Dominators invaded. That's a little too "Pirates of the Caribbean" for me. Until I walk my sister down the aisle and am able to put the fear of God into him, they are not married!"

Barry face palmed though he couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him. "So what you're actually saying is that this whole episode of you beating the hell out of Roy is because you feel like they robbed you of the chance to give your sister away? That's what has you so pissed?" Silence met the speedster's ears before he sighed. "That's really not how it works, Oliver, you know that."

"Besides," Kara chimed in as she attacked another slice of pizza. "Isn't that more or less how you and Nyssa got married?" She winked at Barry, knowing full well that Oliver hated to be reminded of the impromptu ceremony.

"No, you snarky little brat, that is not how we got married!" Oliver growled, though they could hear Nyssa laughing in the background. "Nyssa and I were forced to play our parts while I was undercover in the League so that we could get the jump on Ra's –"

Nyssa jumped at that. "And we all remember how that turned out. Worst wedding ever. I did not even get a honeymoon."

Kara snorted at this and almost immediately began to choke on the food in her mouth. Barry gave her a firm thump on the back and smirk to which she responded with a glare before grabbing her soda and chugging down a hearty helping.

"I did apologize for that, Nys," Oliver amended, his voice contrite. "It was never my intention to marry you – even if it wasn't a formal ceremony – like that. I wanted to ask you to marry me while I was down on one knee and random passersby were pulling out their phones because the look on your face would've been so stunned. I wanted to watch you walk down the aisle with a smile on your face and not a scowl because your father turned things into an ultimatum! I wanted to take you around the world for our honeymoon until only we knew where we were so that I wouldn't have to share you with anyone else. I love you, Nyssa…I'm sorry."

Barry's eyes were wide as he turned to Kara who had stopped mid bite at Oliver's heartfelt declaration, the slice slowly wilting the longer it remained suspended.

"Did…did this just turn into a soap opera?" the Kryptonian hero whispered as she put her food down and swiped at her eyes. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard Ollie say! Oh, Rao! I'm crying!"

The CSI smiled softly at his girlfriend and scooted toward her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "That was pretty deep, wasn't it?" He kissed her forehead and tapped the speaker button on the phone so that he could hold Kara with both arms. "Let's stay quiet and see where this goes, yeah?"

The blonde nodded into the crook of his neck where she was sniffling softly, her own arms wound around his torso tightly.

"Oliver…" Nyssa breathed, her voice harder to hear via speaker. "Beloved I was merely joking. I know that you love me but…I had no idea you had thought so much on the ceremony."

There was a soft thump which Barry assumed was Oliver setting the phone down, completely forgetting he was still on the line. Oliver's now distant voice confirmed his theory.

"It bothers me every day. I wanted to get married on our terms, not at the behest of a mad man – no offense," a quiet laugh let the power couple know the assassin had taken none. "I wanted you to have everything you could have ever possibly dreamed of, Nyssa, but I couldn't even do that right."

Kara moved against him and, glancing over, Barry saw she had grabbed the bowl of popcorn and was throwing the snack into her mouth, eyes slightly red but focused intently on the conversation going on in Star City.

"Beloved, all I need is you by my side. I do not need pomp and circumstance to confirm my love for you, you know this. Please do not let my father's actions make you think my feelings are not genuine or have been affected in any way."

Oliver's raspy chuckle pre-empted his next words. "I know. But…fuck it!" A shocked gasp from Nyssa caused both Kara and Barry to shoot upright and stare imploringly at the phone, wanting to know what exactly was going on but afraid to interrupt. "Nyssa Raatko, you have been my anchor these past few years with everything that has been going on in my life. You kept me steady, you gave me hope, and, when I thought I had nothing left, you gave me love. Will you marry me? For real?"

The Central City couple waited with baited breath.

"…yes, yes I will marry you, you stupid, stubborn man!"

Happy laughter came through the phone and Barry didn't bother to fight the relieved smile that broke out on his face. Kara voiced his thoughts for him.

"FINALLY! I thought we were all going to be old and gray before you finally found your balls and officially proposed, Ollie!"

This time it was Barry's turn to snort though, from the sound of it, Nyssa found just as much amusement in the blonde's statement at he did. There was a shuffle and what seemed to be a struggle to get the phone back up to his ear.

"Oh…you're still there," Oliver stated dumbly, and they could hear the blush in the archer's voice. "Barry what on earth have you been showing Kara for her to start talking like that?! What happened to the sweet little Kryptonian who was so proper and innocent?"

"I can't take the credit for this one, man," Barry countered as he poked at his girlfriend, his eyes alight with amusement. "Whenever she's got a lot of down time at work, Kara likes to browse YouTube. Apparently it's like a black hole: it just sucks you in and you can't get out no matter how hard you struggle."

Kara nodded sagely in agreement. "It's true, Ollie. One time, I searched for cats doing funny things and, five hours later, somehow found myself watching this really depressed clown with the most pitiful looking face I have ever seen sing an amazing cover of 'Chandelier'. Life changing stuff."

"No, I totally get it," Oliver concurred. "When I got back from the island everyone told me that YouTube would catch me up on all I needed to know and I stayed up watching for my first 48 hours home. I thought my eyes were going to burn out of my sockets when Thea finally managed to drag me away from the screen."

"How are you your city's hero again?" Barry asked as he, finally, picked up his first slice of pizza and making his best puppy eyes at Kara, silently begging her to heat up the food. She rolled her eyes but complied, grabbing yet another slice for herself in the process. "I've never known you to sit still for that long by choice."

Kara, still chewing, explained. "It's not a conscious thing, babe. One minute you have a very specific thing in mind you want to see – like epic puppy fails – and the next you're watching some guy talk about his Schweddy Balls!"

The silence that fell after her statement was heavy with awkward disbelief. Barry could only stare at his girlfriend in openmouthed shock. The couple in Star City were quiet as well, no doubt trying to decide whether what Kara had just said was actually what they heard.

Oblivious to her companions' surprise, the happy-go-lucky Kryptonian inhaled her food and discarded yet another pizza box.

"Anyway," Barry decided to press on. "Congratulations on your…engagement?"

Oliver chuckled. "I guess it is a little confusing, seeing as we are, according to the League at least, married already. Engagement will do, though. And Barry?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you be my best man? You've been with us through all of this and I could not think of anyone else that I would rather have with me than man I consider my brother in every way that matters."

It honestly felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his head due to the number of times they had shot open wide during the conversation. Looking to Kara, he saw the beaming smile she was sending his way and, as her smiles were now scientifically proven to be, it was contagious. With a grin that stretched from ear to ear, the speedster accepted.

"I would be honored, Oliver."

"Kara," Nyssa's voice came through the phone. "Would you be my maid of honor?"

Kara's scream cracked the windows of their loft apartment and shattered several glasses in their kitchen. It sure was a good thing that Not-Wells had left him a sizeable chunk of his fortune because explaining the windows would have been one hell of a task.

"YES! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Barry shook his head with a smile. "As you might expect, she's excited."

"Yeah, I got that. Although I think my ear is bleeding," Oliver joked before falling silent for a moment. He laughed. "So…we're getting married."

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A/N: There you go, ladies and gentlemen! As you can see, my take on Oliver is slightly more humorous than canon and I absolutely love busting his chops. That being said, the guy totally deserves some happiness and, personally, I don't know if there is anybody better to give that to him than Nyssa.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one because I had a lot of fun writing it! Kudos to those of you who caught the Austin Powers reference (I tend to drop a lot of pop culture stuff in my writing because, why not?)! Please drop a review to let me know what you thought - reviews are love!

'Til next time!