"Why the heck are there so many flies in here?" One student grumbled, swatting at one that was coming at him. Across the room was Wally, who was 'shadowing' for reasons unknown. Of course, Robin and Artemis knew anything, and even that wasn't much: he was doing something important for his Uncle.

Dick sighed as he impatiently shooed one off his paper. Barbara smacked one away from her face, as their teacher was searching for a fly swatter. "I have no idea why they would all be in here! Maybe there's some fly nest."

"Fly's lay eggs, they don't make nests." Barbara pointed out, as she grabbed a newspaper from the back table, and whacked one of the flies on her desk.

"Maybe something died in the air vents." Another student suggested with a grin. It was possible, but it isn't like they could check.

A fly landed on Dick's forehead, and the idiot next to him ended up slapping his head as he tried to get it. He didn't even get the damn fly! He glared at the student, before grabbing a newspaper of his own, and starting to attack the flies.

"Mr. Grayson, don't-" she froze when she saw he actually hit a few. "Pick a few students to help you. Everyone else will go into the hallway. Be sure to bring a book!" The teacher told him.

"Barbara, Artemis, and the one shadowing." Dick immediately chose. Wally grinned at his friend as he jumped over. Artemis just groaned.

"Do you guys... know each other?" The archer asked them, eyebrow raised. The speedster shook his head immediately, while the youngest there rolled his eyes.

"Of course not. Just being friendly."

Wally grabbed a newspaper, and then threw one to the other two. It hit Artemis in the face, while Barbara caught hers right before it did. The blonde glared at the red-head boy. "Baywatch, I'm going to-"

"Do you know him?"Dick asked with a mischievous grin.

"No! Of course not! Why-"

He turned away before he could finish, and started hitting at random flies. Wally tried to, without speed, and it wasn't going very well. While he was attempting to actually kill a fly, the others had managed to kill 39 all together. Yeah, a lot of flies. At least there was only one left, though.

"Okay, I'm losing the stupid paper." Wally grumbled, tossing it away. He grabbed some cleaning supply spray, and started spraying flies randomly.

Dick rolled his eyes. "You look like an idiot, KF."

"What did you call him?" Artemis snapped, glaring at the younger boy.

"Wally; what else would I call him?" Dick asked with a grin, before stepping back to avoid being knocked to the ground by the speedster.

He had his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he started just whacking the flies with the bottle of cleaning supply. He was now up on a chair, trying to get the fly, which was now on the ceiling. "I... Can't... Get Them!" he said. Then it landed on his head. Like an idiot, he smashed his head forward into the wall, and then fell backwards off the chair, holding his head.

Artemis, Dick, and Barbara walked over to him, as he opened his eyes to look up at them. His forehead was red, and a huge fly was squished on her head. "Ew!" Dick heard Barbara say as the speedster grinned.

"I killed it."

Next chapter: Dick has to dress up as an Elf for Christmas at the Mall! What's worse is that the team has decided to go there for a day.