Thank ye for reading! Remember when I said "AU"? I really, really meant AU. Just for future reference :) This one doesn't have a ton of romance in it, just so ya know.

A/U:
Summer Camp

Dick Grayson was pretty much good at anything. But just because he was good at pretty much everything, didn't mean he wanted to do everything. Canoeing was one of them. He didn't like it very much. He wasn't worried about the canoe tipping over. He was more concerned about having to chaperone his little brother, Jason. Because Jason was bound to tip their canoe over. Or kill someone while practicing archery.

Yes.

Jason was likely to do either.

Dick actually suspected he'd try the latter before camp was over at the end of the summer.

Now, Barbara knew that Dick Grayson was good at pretty much everything. She thought it was funny that he didn't like to do everything he was good at, though. He did like canoeing. He just didn't like the fact that Jason caused him not to like canoeing. And that was also pretty funny.

That Wednesday morning, Jason, Dick, Barbara, and a guy named Conner Kent had all gotten themselves in a canoe with the rest of the teens in the camp and had gone down the stream a few miles away from Camp Justice. About halfway from their cabins on the way back, after circling around the lake twice, Jason had gotten the brilliant idea that they should tip over. So, he'd somehow managed to tip it over, sending the four of them tumbling into the ice cold water.

Jason, of course, had been banned from campfire (a.k.a s'mores time) for the next week. He'd also had almost been pummeled to death by Conner Kent. Of course, Dick had made sure that Jason hadn't gotten himself killed by Conner. He and Barbara had had to break up the start of the fight and had sort of yelled at Jason.

Of course, Jason had been smirking and snarky through this entire day. Now here they were, an hour before campfire. Barbara was glaring at Jason while Dick chatted with his new-found friend Wally West. This was the first time Dick, Barbara, Jason, and Tim had ever gone to summer camp. Barbara's friend Cassie had recommended it to them. Barbara thought that this was some kids' camp - because Cassie was about four years younger than her. But this had ended up being a hell of a lot more fun than she had expected. And since she had chosen to go four weeks ago, Dick had offered to go. Bruce had made him bring his brothers, and it was sort of working out.

"...yeah, so, who's your girlfriend, Dicky?" Wally asked, indicating the other redhead, who was now arguing with Jason.

"She's not my girlfriend," Dick said, coloring slightly.

Wally grinned, wrinkling his nose at the sound of thunder off in the distance. Looks like they wouldn't get campfire tonight in the woods - they'd be staying in their cabins. Again. It seemed like wilderness' weather was a bit random and temperamental. Dick didn't really like it, but this was better than those academic summer school programs Bruce made him attend.

"Yeah, yeah, sure - go ahead. Deny it," Wally grinned mischievously. "I can see it now: you're totally meant for each other."

"We're just best friends," Dick said, glancing over at Jason, who was now openly laughing at a pissed off Barbara, who was chewing him out once again about managing to tip over their canoe.

Right now, there were outside the "circle of cabins" as Dick so graciously had dubbed it, waiting for someone to tell them to go down to mess hall, and then back inside their cabins. It was going to rain soon. It's not like Jason or Barbara would care, though. They could argue for days on end, given the chance.

Wally mimicked him in a childlike-manner, which caused both boys to burst out laughing.

"But seriously, dude, you like her, don't you?" Wally somehow remained serious with a slight smile on his face as thunder crashed somewhere nearby - closer this time.

Dick frowned. "We've known each other forever."

"Yeah, but - "

"Jason Peter Todd, tipping us over is not funny! Would it be funny if I kicked your ass, Jay? How about that? Would that be hilarious?"

The boys both turned their heads to look at Barbara and Jason, who were now only inches apart. Barbara was absolutely livid and Jason was currently snickering his ass off at Barbara being livid.

"It would be hilarious to see you try, Babs," Jason said.

"Let me kick your ass, and then we'll see who's laughing!"

Dick and Wally grinned at each other.

"How often does that happen?" Wally asked.

"It only happens when Jay screws something up on purpose."

"And how often is that?"

Dick cringed. "Way too often."

"Dude."

Dick sighed.

"What is it, Wall-man?"

"You're totally into your best friend."

Dick scowled.

"Shut up."

"So it is true!" Wally laughed and socked his new-found friend in the arm. "Dude."

"Wally," he said carefully. "I'm not," and after a moment, he added, "and she isn't either."

"Dude, you can't know that."

Dick's eyebrows shot up.

"Jason Peter Todd, get back here right this instant!"

Dick and Wally turned again, just in time - and at the same moment, they felt a few droplets of water fall onto them - to see Barbara racing after Jason, who was headed for the mess hall.

"We should probably follow them," Wally said, grinning.

"Yeah," Dick said, and started after them, with Wally at his side.

"They're probably kill each other."

"That doesn't usually happen," Dick muttered.

"But Dude," Wally said as the mess hall came closer, and the rain came down harder. "You're still totally into her."

"Wally, I'm not - "

"You're smart, right?"

Dick's brow furrowed.

"Then admit it."

"Admit what?"

"Dick!"