Wally stood in the souvenir room as he placed the bag that had contained the queen's new heart on one of the cluttered shelves. He really needed to add more in here. Too many awesome memories, not enough space. He sighed. One hell of a birthday he wouldn't trade for the world.
"Kid Flash," said a gruff voice. Wally turned to see Batman. He was void of emotion as he normally was except when Robin was hurt.
"Yes?" he asked. He was tired and hungry. He wanted to eat an elephant's weight in food and then crash for hours on end.He heard Batman walk up to him. Wally looked into his cowl.
"Good Job today. Your uncle and I… are very proud of the work you did today. We're glad that you and the queen are safe and sound Wally," he said shockily enough. He rarely said his actual name, "Let's get you something to eat."
Wally swore he could hear Batman add, before your uncle shows up and goes Mother hen.
Wally followed with a smile. Nothing better to do than eat with someone you are positive won't kill you. He followed behind practically on his heels.
"So what do you want to eat?" he asked. Wally thought for a moment.
"Tacos!" he cried out loudly. It echoed off the stone walls of the cave. Batman gave him a look.
"Fine."
"But we have to go to Mexico to get them," he said now feeling more awake at the prospect of getting the Batman to eat a taco with him. Batman closed his eyes with annoyance.
"I'll get the jet."
"Jet? Where are you guys going?"
They turned to see a worn out Robin.
"Mexico," Wally said before Batman could answer, "We're going for tacos. Want to come?"
A smirk graced Robin's face, "Oh yeah. This is going to be great."
Sorry it's short. I had trouble.
