People, people, my beautiful people, oh how I've missed you! I have finally managed to written a new chapter. I've been hitting my head against the wall ever since I came back in order to think of something funny. And finally, I had to look for a prompt. Yay for creativity.

Anyways, Spain was great, thank you for all your wishes. You guys are the best! However, Venice was the best part of our trip (we went by bus and saw Venice and Verona too!).

Sooo, I don't want to keep you any longer.

Enjoy!

(I might be a little rusty, so forgive me, maybe?)

"Couldn't you have just gone with Megan?" Dick moaned.

Artemis smiled and handed him yet another shirt she chose. "She's busy. I didn't want to disturb her."

His face was barely visible from a pile of clothes he was carrying. He felt like her personal gnome, carrying around everything she wanted. Why? He had no idea. So this is how Alfred must feel, he thought letting out a groan. His arms were getting tired - they've been at the mall, in the same shop for three hours and she still wasn't done.

"What is it with you girls and shopping?"

The blonde shrugged. "It's our thing."

"Well, I would never think it was your thing," he said trying to adjust the pile so he would feel a bit more comfortable.

"And why is that?"

"Well… you've never really shown interest in fashion."

"Hey, I'm not into fashion. That is Megan's thing. I simply need new clothes."

"Is that why you chose those very short denim shorts? I know you've already combined it in your head with your brand new white top. That just happens to be on the top of this pile."

"Shut up, Grayson."

"And what do you think people think when they see me, carrying all this girl stuff around? Do you not care about my reputation at all?"

"What reputation?" She smirked. "As a mathlete?"

"People must think I'm gay. Or worse." He paused dramatically. "That I'm being friendzoned," he whispered.

"You kind of are," Artemis shrugged picking up a pink tank top then leaving it aside with disgust, memories of her ballerina days flashing back. "It's not like we're dating or anything."

"Yeah, but-"

"Oh my God. You're so being friendzoned!"

"No!" His blue eyes widened, blood rushing to his head.

"Think about it. You're at a mall. With your girl best friend. Carrying her stuff around."

"No."

"Now, now. Don't get all grouchy. Remember what I was like after the ballerina fiasco?"

A glint appeared in his eyes. "Yeah… That was rather… I think I blocked those memories. Anyway. Did you notice we constantly get even on things we did?"

"But if we keep getting even, how come we're always getting even?" She frowned.

"No idea."

Artemis placed her arms on the pile, squeezing it down so she could look him in the eye. "I'm done, Boy Wonder," she whispered with a smirk on her face.

"Finally," he let out a sigh of relief.

Of course, she made him carry the bags, much to his displeasure. He still had no idea why he was being her slave. You're so being friendzoned. Right. To be friendzoned I have to like you. Like, like like you.

Artemis called the elevator and put her hands in her pockets, whistling the song Whistle. Dick sighed in annoyance.

"Please stop."

She turned her head around and gave him a glare. He looked rather tired, carrying three full bags. She turned back to the elevator.

"Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy…"

The raven-head groaned somewhere behind her. "The least you could do after making me carry all this stuff-"

"Fine, I'll stop! Geez, you sound like a grumpy old husband. The least you could do is make me a sandwich, woman! I work all day and I can't even have that?" She said in a mocking tone, her hands on her hips.

The elevator came. She entered quickly, singing Call me maybe again. Dick loaded the elevator with her bags and then just stood in front of it, not taking a step.

"Come on, I've already pressed the button. And I'm hungry."

He had his troll face on. She froze as the elevator doors closed and he waved.

"You won't do anything stupid, will you?" She said hitting the door with her fist.

The elevator started going down. For a moment, she thought she would make it safely to the lobby and they would just go home. But no, of course not. The elevator stopped and the lights went out, leaving her trapped, alone and with three bags of clothes. She pulled out her cell phone to get some light. Luckily, she wasn't claustrophobic, but sure was angry at a certain bird. She pressed the speed dial button.

"Yeeeees?"

"Dick, whatever you did, it's alright. I forgive you. Now can we please just go home?"

"Whatever are you talking about, 'Mis?"

Artemis sighed in annoyance. "Come on. I know you hacked the elevator. Somehow. When I wasn't looking. So let's just end it."

"Are you feeling alright? Maybe a little shopping might do you good," he said in a rather bitter tone.

"This isn't funny, Dick."

"You're right, it's not. What's funny is that I'm going to go eat now and come back for you later."

She felt her stomach complaining. "Don't you dare hang up on me!"

"Enjoy your stay! I sincerely hope you find cotton edible."

"Alright, I'm full. Did you enjoy your meal?"

"Screw you. If I starve, it's your fault."

"Oh, shut up. You had a large pizza before we left. Who knew a fragile girl like you could-"

"Just get over here!"

He smirked and hung up. He told the services the elevator wasn't working but failed to report there was a girl inside. Revenge does taste sweet. Dick happily approached the elevator and in a couple of moves the elevator started moving again. Since Artemis was hungry, he was pretty sure she'd be mad even more so he prepared himself for the worst and put on his best smirk.

The doors opened. The blonde was nowhere to be found – there were only three bags in the elevator.

He felt a hand on his shoulder. The blood in his veins froze.

"We just keep getting even, don't we?" Dick felt the crazy smile again in her voice.

Yeaaaah. I really hope you liked it as my comeback edition.

Oh, and see what I did there with the angry birds reference? No? Oh well.

I have so many cheesy jokes in here it's not even funny.

AND SO MUCH DIALOGUE.

Forgive me.

~TrappedArtist

P.S: I want the next chapter to have a staring contest but I have no idea what to use as their distractions. Ideas?