I was standing on the back of a chair, hat turned side ways to make me look like a pirate. Ollie and Hal were tied up in the corner across from me.

"YOU'LL PAY COUNT VERTIGO! TO THE PLANK!"

Ollie sighed, "Roy, Count Vertigo is NOT a pirate. And neither is Hal."

"Speaking of pirates, the Corps is holing a trial for Space ones."

"Will they walk the plank?"

Sorry sport, I don't think so." Hal chuckled, "Ollie, I'll grab one more slice of pizza then I've got I get home."

"But Uncle Hal, how can we play pirates if you leave? Ollie was about to walk the plank because he's a traitor!"

"I'm sure you two will figure something out."

"Okay, OLLIE! THIS ISN'T OVER! We shall feast and then, YOU WILL WALK THE PLANK!" I shouted, jumping onto the table.

"Good luck."

Ollie grumbled then turned to me, "If I beat you at five different tasks, say shooting, dueling, handstands and a Jedi battle, will I still have to walk?"

I pondered it for a bit, "That was only four challenges. But I accept, under one condition, I get to pick the last challenge." Ollie and I shook hands.

"Deal."

"NOW FINISH YER GRUB," I shouted sliding into my chair, "you'll need your energy."


The first challenge was shooting. I had suggested moving targets, but Ollie quickly shot that down.

"Now, you have to hit the bulls eye six times, at six different distances."

"EASY."

"Using six different arrows. We shoot at the same time, unless I say so."

We took our places and pulled back the first arrow. THUNK! They both hit the bulls eye.

"Step back, take out a trick arrow." Ollie pulled back and hit his target. "Now you go."

I pulled my arm back and prepared to release when suddenly strong hands grabbed me. My arrow spun out of control and hit a tree.

"HEY! You can't tickle! Tickling is against the rules!"

"I don't remember putting a 'No tickling clause' in the rules. Fair is fair."

Grumbling in defeat I picked up my bow, "We still have four more shots."

"I think we should move onto the next challenge, dueling."

My eyes lit up. "What are we going to duel with?"

"We will use fencing swords."

"No. How about we use arrows? Like, unfinished ones? Please Ollie!"

"I don't think so."

"THEN YOU'LL WALK THE PLANK!"

"Fine, but remove the tips, I don't want to stab you. If you touch me with an arrow three times you win. If I touch you with an arrow three times, I win."

And so our epic battle began.

"OLLIE!" I cried out, "YOU'LL NEVER WIN!" With that line I landed my first touch. I swung my weapon again, only to be met with thin air. I turned around to see Ollie rolling over the couch and running into the kitchen. I chased after him and was quickly doused in flour.

"I touch." Ollie grinned.

"So this is how it's gonna be." I growled at him. "Just you wait Oliver Queen. I'll have my revenge." I whipped around and shoved the arrow away from my side, "I touch."

"That's two for Roy, and one Ollie."

"Thanks Captain Obvious." I darted up stairs and waited for Ollie to follow. I sat crouched, ready to slide down the banister at any moment. I saw him look behind him the dart up the stairs. Swinging myself over the rail I let out a war cry. "I touch. I win."

Ollie sighed, "Next challenge."

"Handstands? We're doing handstands?"

"Roy, an archer must have good upper body strength."

The challenge was simple, who could hold a hand stand the longest. We took our places and began.

"Five Mississippi, six Mississippi, seven Mississippi, eight Mississippi, nine Mississippi…"

Around ten Mississippi Ollie started to wobble. At thirteen he was nearly falling.

"ROY! LOOK OUT!" Ollie crashed into me, using my small body as a cushion to his fall.

"I say no one won that."

"You fell into me. I win. NEXT CHALLENGE!"

"Roy, the previous two are like this one. How about we do your surprise challenge?"

"Fine by me. The challenge, should you accept, consist of a Disney movie challenge. WE SHALL WATCH MOVIES UNTILL DAWN!" I cackled. Ollie looked at me for a moment before heading to the kitchen to pop popcorn. I ran off to collect the movies.


Around three movies later…

(Ollie's POV)

"Ollie?"

"Mhm?"

"Don't forget we're watching the Lion King next."

"Okay, I'll go put that in."

"Okay."

"If you were half the king Mufasa was, you..."

I looked down at Roy, who was curled up in my lap, fast asleep. "I win." I smiled to myself. "Good Night."


A little bit of Roy and Ollie having fun. I should probably let perople know (Really?) That I don't own anyone from DC or Disney. Next Roy meets Dick and Wally! Anywho hope you liked it.

~Ian