A/N: Hello everyone! Its been forever since I've updated hasn't it? Yes. It has... sorry about that. I don't have an excuse other than writers block.

This was written on Request of KKCopper who is AWESOME. She wanted a cute fluffy and funny story with Dick and Wally and I hope I delivered! Its also really long so I hope that will make up for being away so long. So enjoy the 6,321 words of story!

In this story Dick is 8 and Wally is 10 (going on 11)

Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own anything


"You guys seriously have a costume trunk?" Wally asked incredulously as he and Dick dug through the trunk in the Batcave. "That is so weird."

The trunk they were going through was filled to the brim with different outfits in various sizes. Everything from frilly dresses to gangster pinstripes filled the trunk. In other boxes there were accessories such as shoes, glasses, or fake cigars. On wig heads, hair of every color and style filled another upright trunk. In small drawers there were beards and mustaches of all sorts.

Wally pulled out one of the fake mustaches and put it on his upper lip. "This is so weird."

Dick made a face at him. "How else are we supposed to go on undercover missions?" He demanded. He didn't like the way that Wally was making fun of their stuff.

"I don't know." Wally shrugged. "Uncle Barry and I never need to do that."

"That's because you're not cool enough."

"Hey! I am too!"

Dick shook his head and crossed his arms seriously. "You have to make everyone believe you're someone you're not. It takes a lot of acting skills." The nine year old clucked his tongue. "I don't think you're up for the challenge."

Wally glared at him. "That's what you think! I bet I could do any of this undercover stuff."

"Prove it."

Wally was never one to back down from a challenge. He looked around curiously at the different things in the trunk before grabbing an armful of them and rushing behind a screen to change. When he reappeared he was wearing one of Robin's undercover outfits – a pinstriped suit, small glasses, and a toothpick in his mouth.

"Hey there, my name is Robbie Malone." The boy said in a terrible Brooklyn accent.

Dick stared at him for a moment before bursting out into giggles. "That's the best you've got?"

"Hey! You punk better not be laughing at me or… or I'll…." Wally trailed off. "What would a gangster do?"

"Shoot you in the head?" Dick suggested.

"That's right! I'll shoot you in the head." Wally continued in his accent.

Dick just kept laughing. "You'd never fool anyone."

"Oh yea, well I'd like to see you do it, Mr. Know It All." Wally snapped. His cheeks flushed red as he pulled off his hat.

Smirking Dick ran over to the wig heads and pulled a red one onto his head. He turned around with a silly look on his face. "Hi there, My name is Wally West and I can't imitate anyone else to save my life!"

"Hey!" Wally grabbed a black wig and shoved it on top of his hair. "Well my name is Dick Grayson and I'm not tall enough to ride a rollercoaster yet!"

Dick pouted. "No far." He whined. Wally stuck his tongue out. Crossing his arms, Dick scowled at him. "Fine then. My name is Wally West and all I can do is run fast."

"I'm Robin and I can't reach the steering wheel on the batmobile."

"I'm Kid Flash and I still can't vibrate through walls like the Flash."

"I'm Robin and the villains laugh to death when they see me!"

"I'm Kid Flash and no one can even remember my name!"

There was a long pause as the boys contemplated each other. They stared each other down until, finally, they burst out laughing.

"You're not such a bad Kid Flash." Wally said through his laughter.

"And you're not too bad of a Robin." Dick giggled.

Suddenly Wally's eyes lit up. "I bet I could be Robin."

Dick's giggles stopped when he saw the excitement in his friend's eyes. Frowning he tilted his head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"I bet I could convince people that I was Robin." Wally insisted. His excitement grew tenfold as the plan in his head folded out. "And I bet you could convince people that you were Kid Flash!" Dick still didn't looked convinced. Wally held up a finger, showing him to wait a moment, then he flashed off into the distance of the cave.

When he returned Wally had on one of Robin's costumes. It was a bit snug but otherwise fit fine due to the stretchy material. The black wig on his head had been combed into Dick's style. He'd placed the mask on his face. The only thing giving it away that it wasn't Robin was the fact that this boy was taller and covered in freckles.

"See? I'm Robin!" Wally said, spinning around to show it off. He shoved his Kid Flash costume in Dick's hands. "You try it."

Dick's face scrunched up, but he hurried behind the screen to change. When he came out there stood a tiny, pale, version of Kid Flash. Wally's face lit up. "See?" He demanded. He zoomed over and dragged Dick to the mirror. "You can't tell."

"But how do we convince anyone? I don't have super speed and you can't do my tricks." Dick argued.

Wally smirked triumphantly. "You were the one who said that you were a great actor. You said I wasn't up for the challenge. Well here is the challenge! You're going to convince Uncle Barry you're me, and I'm going to convince Batman I'm you! Whoever gets found out first looses!"

Dick shook his head. "It won't work. He's Batman."

"Come on." Wally whined. When the younger boy still wouldn't concede Wally rolled his eyes. "Oh, I see. You're scared."

Immediately the boy's head shot up. "I'm not scared!"

"Yes you are. You don't think that you'll be able to do it. You know I'd win so you're scared."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Fine, KF. You're on." Dick's face lit up at the idea of a challenge. "But we're going to need to do some work."

The boys sat down in front of the mirror while Dick pulled out all of the different costuming makeup and supplies. He began to put small dots all over his skin to give him Wally's freckles while Wally took out coverup to lighten up his skin color.

After that the boys tried to teach each other about their different moves. Dick tried to teach Wally his signature cackle, but the other boy just couldn't get it. So instead they recorded Dick's voice onto his wrist computer so Wally could pretend to do it. Dick learned how to walk like Wally and what he did when he was nervous. Wally learned how to do a handstand and the best ways to avoid Batman.

Within the hour, both boys felt confident in their roles.

"Come on, let's go play video games until Uncle – I mean… until Barry comes to pick you up." Wally giggled. Dick smiled brightly and the two raced upstairs to play GoKart.

"I'm going to beat you Wal—Dick." Dick changed his wording at the last moment as they raced upstairs.

"Of course you will, you're Kid Flash!" Wally cried. This made the boys burst into more laugher as they rushed up the steps.

They tumbled into the game room just as Alfred was exiting it. The boys immediately froze. The butler gave them a once over, raising a brow questioningly. "What is going on here?" He asked curiously.

The boys glanced at each other. Then, Wally cleared his throat. When he spoke he did so in the higher pitched tone that was close to Dick's voice. "We were just going to play videogames."

Alfred gave him a slow look before looking at Dick. "You both know you are not to be wearing your superhero costumes upstairs."

"Oh, come on, Alfred." Wally whined. "Just this once?"

"It's just until my Uncle Barry gets back." Dick insisted, trying to tone his voice to mimic Wally's. Alfred's eyes shot to him. "I'll be leaving with him as Kid Flash so it'll be easier that way!"

"I see." Alfred's lips twitched up in a smile as he realized what the boys were trying to do. He turned to Wally, the same smile on his lips. "Very well then, Master Richard. You and Master Wallace may wear your costumes."

"Thanks Alfred!" The boys chorused together.

The butler nodded and bowed out of the room. As soon as he was gone the boys began to jump up and down. "Did you see that? Did you see that?" Wally demanded. "We did it! We fooled him!"

"We did." Dick agreed readily. His smile stretched across his face widely. "This is going to be the best."

"You bet, KF." Wally giggled with a wink.

"Sure thing, Robin." Dick replied.


Batman and Flash were exhausted. They'd just spent eight hours on a Justice League mission over on the other side of the world. Poison Ivy had teamed up with Lex Luthor. Combining their powers, they'd used her weapons to get half of the male members of the Justice League under their control and had been raining havoc on the cities.

With Lex's brain and Ivy's mind controlling abilities, it had taken hours to get the members back under control. After that they'd still needed to bring in both of the super criminals. Then there had been cleanup duty after that.

Needless to say, both heroes were beat. Barry moaned softly as they teleported into the Batcave. He rubbed his eyes, barely able to keep them open. "I have bruises on my bruises." He whined to Bruce.

The other man pulled off his cowl and glanced tiredly at the screen. He too was hurt. Fighting the Man of Steel, two Green Lanterns, Martian Manhunter, and various other Justice League members wasn't easy. Not only that but this would be his third night without sleep. He wasn't sure how he was going to make it out on patrol tonight.

Suddenly there was a cry from the other end of the batcave and two figures were rushing down the steps. "Uncle Barry! Uncle Barry!" A figured barreled right into his legs and wrapped their arms around tightly. "You're back!"

"Hey, kid." Wearily he ruffled his nephew's hair.

"Batman!" Another higher pitched voice cried as Robin cart wheeled his way to Batman's side. "Did you get them?"

"Yes." Bruce rubbed his eyes again. It seemed the two boys at least weren't exhausted.

"Alright, buddy." Barry said. He stretched again, wincing as his muscles protested. "Time to go home. Race you back?"

"No, it's ok." Kid Flash said. "You're tired."

Barry smiled at the boy. He blinked for a second. For some reason Wally seemed smaller than he remembered. But then again, he was exhausted. He was pretty sure his depth perception was off. "Thanks kid." He said with a smile. "What do you say we just go home and relax? We'll take the night off."

"Sounds great!" The child agreed enthusiastically.

"Can we do that too?" Robin demanded, pulling on Bruce's cape. "You're tired."

Batman shook his head. "You know crime doesn't stop, Robin."

The boy sighed deeply but he nodded. "Yea, yea."

Glancing sideways at the boy, Bruce frowned for a moment. There was something off about Robin tonight.

"Well, Bats, I'll see you tomorrow." Barry broke into his thoughts as he lifted Kid Flash onto his back for the piggyback ride the child was demanding.

"Bye Dick!" Kid Flash waved. A huge smile lit up his face.

Robin had a similar grin on his face, giggling himself. "See you, Wally!"


"Alright, kid," Flash said as they skidded to a halt in his living room not three minutes later. He deposited Wally on the couch. "Why don't you choose a movie and I'll go make dinner."

"Ok." Wally agreed.

Flash smiled at him and ruffled his hair before going to the kitchen. A loud yawn escaped him and he moaned. He hurt everywhere. Not only that but he was so tired he was sure he was going to fall asleep during the movie. Wally wouldn't blame him though. He was a good kid.

As he began to make a huge amount of spaghetti for the two of them he heard Wally in the other room, getting the tv set up. A moment later the boy ran into the room, a bright smile on his face as he held up Star Wars.

"Again?" Flash pretended to groan. "We watch that all the time."

"Please?" Wally begged.

Rolling his eyes, Barry nodded. "Once more won't hurt." He said that every time though.

"Thank you!" Wally exclaimed. Then he turned and walked out of the room.

"Wally, wait!" Barry cried suddenly. Since when did his nephew walk anywhere?

"What is it?" The child turned around and blinked at him from behind his red goggles. Barry rubbed his eyes and blinked again, frowning at the boy in confusion.

"You're walking."

"Yes."

"Why?" There was something wrong about the boy. Barry couldn't figure out what. He rubbed his eyes again, trying to wake himself up enough to figure out just what was wrong – besides the fact that Wally wasn't speeding about the house.

Suddenly Wally's face became very serious. "Dick dared me." He said gravely.

"What?"

Wally nodded firmly. "He said I couldn't be a normal person for a whole day."

"There isn't anything wrong with being a speedster." Barry said quickly.

Wally flashed him a grin. "I know that. But I'm going to show him!"

The words were just so Wally that whatever had been bugging Barry about him ebbed. He rolled his eyes. "Kids." He muttered.

Wally and Dick were always doing things like that. Wally would dare Dick not to use his batarangs on missions. Dick would dare Wally not to talk for three hours. Sometimes they dragged Roy into their little contests as well. And if Barry knew one thing it was that the kids wouldn't quit. Not until either Barry or Bruce finally got mad at them.

"I'm putting on the movie!" Wally said and he walked back out of the room.

"Alright! Dinner will be ready in five minutes." Barry wished Iris was around so that she could make them something more than just spaghetti.

Not three minutes later Wally was yelling for him. "Uncle Barry! Uncle Barry!"

"What?" Barry was there in under a second. The child was on the couch, pointing at the television screen where the news was playing. Barry turned to look. On screen Captain Boomarang was attacking a movie theatre.

"I'll be back in a flash." Barry promised and rushed out. "Finish making the spaghetti."

Smiling to himself Dick crawled off the couch. This was going perfect. Barry never guessed that he wasn't Wally. He was too tired to realize. Besides, Dick thought with a grin, he was a good actor! Barry wouldn't guess that he wasn't Wally- not for hours at least. He was sure Batman would figure it out much sooner.

Dick hurried into the kitchen and when the spaghetti was ready he ladled it out onto the plates. He knew how much Wally ate and there was no way he'd be able to eat all of that. So he took a small portion for himself and dumped the rest of what Wally would have eaten down the garbage disposal.

When Flash returned a few minutes later Dick had his mouth covered in sauce and looked like he'd already eaten half the bowl. Barry gave him a tried smile and all but fell into the chair across from him. "Didn't wait for me, huh?" Barry teased lightly. He'd already begun heaping his plate full of food though.

"I was hungry."

"You're always hungry."

"So are you!"

Barry laughed again. Within a few moments he'd finished eating. "Alright. Movie and then to bed. I'm beat."

Dick jumped off the chair and rushed into the other room to turn on the movie. Barry sped over to the couch and Dick climbed up next to him, cuddling into his side. Barry wrapped his arm around him and started the movie.

Within half an hour Barry was fast asleep. Dick smiled to himself and cuddled in closer. Wally was never going to beat him!


Wally couldn't believe it. This was the best day of his life. He was inside the Batmobile! No one but Batman, Robin, and Alfred had ever been in the Batmobile before! He was ecstatic. He couldn't wait to tell Uncle Barry.

"Master Bruce, are you sure taking Master… Richard on patrol with you is such a good idea?" Alfred asked nervously from the other side of the car. He glanced nervously at Robin in the seat beside him. "Perhaps Robin should stay home."

Wally's face fell. Luckily for him Batman shook his head. "I'm going to need a partner tonight, Alfred."

"You're too tired." Alfred insisted with a meaningful glance at Robin, which Bruce didn't notice. "You should both stay home, I believe."

"Not tonight Alfred." Batman pressed a button and the top hatch of the Batmobile shut. A delighted grin spread over Wally's face.

This was going to be awesome. Not only would he get to ride in the Batmobile but he'd get to be Batman's partner. He'd finally see how Batman worked up close! He'd get to experience one of Robin's adventures first hand! Dick was always telling him about how smart and cool Batman was. Now he was finally going to find out himself!

The Batmobile sped out of the cave and into the heart of Gotham. "What are we doing today?" Wally asked in excitement.

Batman gave him a slow glance, but quickly shook his head. Maybe he was too tired to go on patrol. He could have sworn that Dick sounded like Wally for a moment…. But that was impossible. He was just exhausted, and having spent the day on a mission with Flash had messed up his thoughts. "We're sticking to simple gang busts tonight." Batman grumbled.

"Ok!"

Batman hummed in agreement. How was Robin still this awake this late at night? The boy's energy never ceased to amaze him. A moment later the Batmobile turned the corner and Batman opened the top hatch again. He motioned for Robin to follow him.

The boy crept along beside him. Batman nodded upwards and then he shot up his grappling hook and was flying up onto the roof top. Wally bit his lip as he fished the grappling hook out of his belt. Dick had showed him how to use it earlier. He hoped he didn't get it wrong.

He shot up his hook and winced as his arm tugged painfully at the suddenly tension as he was pulled up onto the roof. Batman was already at a skylight and glared at him as he landed. "You're slow tonight." He hissed softly.

Wally just grinned. Batman wanted speed? That was something Wally could do.

He took his position up next to Batman and peered down into the room. He could see lots of thugs standing around with big guns over their shoulders. Wally's breath caught in his throat. Sure, he and Flash had fought bad guys before. They'd fought gangs and criminals a lot. However, the gangs in his city didn't have guns like those.

"On three." Batman hissed softly. "You take out the arms shipments and I'll deal with the men."
"Ok." Wally's heart leapt into his throat. Suddenly he wasn't sure he could do this. How was he going to be able to do that without his super speed?

Batman held up his fingers to start the countdown.

Three…. Two…. One…


The movie had ended awhile ago. Barry was still snoring away, but Dick couldn't sleep. He was used to stay up much later than this while going on patrol. Sighing, Dick crawled into Barry's lap so he could grab the remote and switch the channel. This was boring.

He started flipping through, but this late into the night there was nothing of interest on for the nine year old. So he changed to the news. Maybe there would be something interesting on there.

Suddenly he sprang up. "Uncle Barry!" He cried, shaking the man. "Uncle Barry, wake up!"

"What? What is it?" He sprang up, looking around.

"Captain Cold is at the bank." He exclaimed, pointing to the screen.

Barry groaned. He'd barely gotten two hours of sleep. Still, that would be enough for now. "Alright. Let's go." He grabbed Dick and sped the two down to Central City Bank.

"I'll deal with cold. You get the henchmen." Flash whispered as they appeared on the scene. He placed Kid Flash on the ground and sped into the bank.

Dick's eyes widened. This hadn't been his plan! How was he supposed to be Kid Flash now? He didn't have super speed! That's what they'd all expect. Well that was ok… he was Robin and he could do it!

Suddenly a loud explosion echoed from inside. Dick gritted his teeth. Right now he didn't have time to worry. He had to be Kid Flash right now or else people were going to get hurt.

He ran as fast as he could around the side of the building and around a corner, coming to the back entrance. There were two guards standing watch.

Smirking, Dick reached for a batarang. His hand came up with nothing and Dick gave a soft gasp. That's right. He didn't have his utility belt! He didn't have anything! Suddenly dread filled up his stomach.

"Hey! There is Flash Boy!" One of the guards shouted.

Dick cursed Wally's bright costume as the guards rushed at him. Now what was he supposed to do?


"Oh come on!" Wally cried in frustration as he zoomed through the pockets of the utility belt. On the ground around him lay everything from tazers to batarangs to gas pellets and even a set of nunchucks. But where the heck were the explosives? He had to get rid of the arms that these guys were selling. There were nearly seven crates of the big guns. How else was he supposed to do that if not for the explosives?

"Really?" Wally groaned as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "Seriously Robin?"

"Hey!" He spun around as he came face to face with two of the thugs. The men cracked their knuckles and wicked smiles spread across their faces. "Looks like Baby Bat is all alone."

"The name is Robin!" Wally exclaimed. Why couldn't anyone ever remember his name? Even now that he was Robin they couldn't remember.

He didn't get to say anything more. A round of bullets was shot off at him as the thugs whipped their guns around. Wally gave a cry and quickly sped behind one of the crates.

"Woa!" The bald thug held up his hand, his eyes flicking around the room in shock. "What just happened?"

"I've never seen him do that before!" The other exclaimed.

A smirk came over Wally's face. He zoomed out from his hiding spot and up behind them, kicking them behind the knees. The two men fell to the ground and Wally laughed. He ran to the front of them and pulled off and disassembled their guns in less than a minute.

The thugs stared at him, mouths open and eyes wide. "Holy…." Baldy muttered.

"Since when can you do that?" The shorter one asked.

Wally just smirked. He pressed the button on the glove and opened his mouth as Dick's laugh echoed around the room. Then he sped forward and grabbed the two tugs, knocking their heads together. The two passed out, and the next second Wally wrapped them up with a length of rope he'd earlier gotten from Robin's utility belt.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Wally listened. All the other noises were coming from Batman's room. No one else was with him. So he returned to the matter at hand and once again began searching his utility belt for those explosives.


Dick dusted off his hands with a smirk as he dropped the two guards. Finding the metal pipe lying around had worked just fine in place of his escrima sticks. He let out a cackle as he stepped into the room. It was a good thing Flash liked to talk a lot or else the hero would have caught him just for being so slow.

"Ok, let's work quickly." He found the guards lined up both inside the room where Flash and Captain Cold were fighting and in the areas surrounding it. Dick immediately dropped down on the first guard and began taking them out one by one.

It was almost impossible to hide in the shadows though with Kid Flash's bright yellow suit, and in no time the other thugs had noticed him and rushed over. Dick winced as they came close, then grabbed his make shift escrima sticks and began battling them off.

"What took you so long?" He heard Flash call to him. "And… what are you doing?"

Dick ignored him and just kept knocking the guards unconscious. Flash looked in puzzlement over at his side kick. What in the world was the kid doing? He wasn't talking, he wasn't zooming around, and he wasn't doing anything that Kid Flash usually did.

Suddenly it clicked. "Don't tell me this is because of your deal with Robin!" Flash cried as he dodged Captain Cold's ammo. "You seriously aren't going to stop using your powers now because of a bet, are you?"

"I can do it!" Dick insisted, trying to cover a giggle and sound like Wally.

Flash groaned at the words but said nothing more. He was too caught up in his own battle to notice how Dick took down the thugs in ways that Wally never would be able to.

Finally he was finished with Captain Cold and Dick had managed to take out all of the henchmen. Breathing a sigh of relief, the tired speedster made his way to Dick's side with a loud yawn. "Bedtime." He said.

Dick nodded. "Ok."

Barry rubbed his eyes and stretched. Just then a loud buzzing sounded in his ear and Barry winced. "Yea? What is it?" He made a face and groaned. "Right now?" He paused again to listen. "Alright. We'll be there." Barry disconnected his communicator and turned to Kid Flash. "Alright Kid. Time to go back to Gotham."

Dick's eyes widened. "What? Why?"

Barry shrugged. "I don't know. Batman says you and I have to go back right now."

"Oh." A smirk flitted across his mouth. It looked like Wally had been caught. Which meant that he was the winner.

"Come on." Barry said, gesturing for him to begin running.

Instead, Dick lifted his arms. Barry raised a brow in confusion. "Robin dared me, remember?" He tried to insist. "He can't see me running there!"

Barry rolled his eyes again. "Some day you boys are going to get in a lot of trouble for your silly contests." He grumbled. Despite this he picked up the boy. Before he started running though he paused. "Wait, this isn't about whatever bet you did with Robin, is it? Please don't tell me you dared him not to use his grappling hook for an evening. Batman almost killed me last time for that!"

"I didn't." Dick promised with another smirk. Barry breathed a sigh of relief and zoomed off towards Gotham City.

Batman was waiting for them in the Batcave, a dark scowl on his face. Beside him Robin stood, looking at the ground bashfully. "Hey Bats, whats up? Did the kids do something?" he looked back and forth between Robin and Kid Flash. "I know they were making dares but—hey!" Barry exclaimed as Bruce suddenly swiped Kid Flash out of his arms.

"What were you thinking?" Bruce practically shouted in the child's face. Immediately Kid Flash's face fell and he looked down.

"Woa, what are you doing to my nephew?" Barry asked, suddenly wide awake. He tried to grab the boy bay but Bruce shoved him aside and continued glaring down at the boy. Kid Flash didn't try to get away though. In fact, he began to pout.

"You could have gotten yourselves killed!" Bruce was now glaring at both boys. "You are not prepared to fight without your abilities. You should never have done that."

"But we were both fine!" Robin protested suddenly. "I did what I was supposed to! I got rid of the guns!"

Barry blinked. "Wait. What's going on?" Why in the world did Robin sound like Wally?

"And I stopped all of Captain Cold's gang." Kid Flash added from his position in Batman's arms.

"You are both young." Bruce said slowly, obviously trying to control himself. "You were not prepared for any of that. Without your weapons, Dick, you couldn't have lasted too long. Without your speed, Wally, you would have been out in no time. You. could. have. been. killed."

"But we weren't!" Kid Flash whined. He pouted more as he looked up at Bruce.

Now Kid Flash was sounding like Dick! And he was pouting at the Dark Knight. Since when did his nephew do that? "What is going on?" Barry demanded again.

Bruce's glare fell on him. "That is Wally." He snapped, pointing at Robin, "This is Dick." He pulled the red wig off of Dick, revealing the stock of black hair.

Barry's mouth fell open. He turned to Robin – or rather Wally, the real Wally. The boy looked ashamed as he pulled off his wig and mask, revealing green eyes and red hair. "But… but how…?"

"We were using the disguises trunk." Dick offered softly. "Wally said he was a better actor than me and could convince you that he was me."

"It was just for fun." Wally added.

"You have got to be kidding me." Barry groaned. He sped to his nephew's side and stared intently down at his face. He rubbed at his cheeks and the makeup came off, revealing the freckled skin beneath. "What were you thinking?" Barry cried. "You can't go out on patrol with Batman! These guys are crazy! You could have been killed!" He grabbed Wally and pulled him in tightly against his chest.

"The same goes for you." Bruce added, glaring at his own son as he began to rub the makeup off his face.

"But we did good." Dick was protesting. "We convinced you we were each other! And I did fine without my weapons. I'm ok, Tati!"

Suddenly Barry whipped around, pressing his finger into Bruce's chest. "How could you let Wally go with you? You knew he wouldn't be safe!"

"I didn't know it was him." Batman growled.

"You're the World's Greatest Detective and you didn't know?"

Batman's eyes narrowed dangerous. "I haven't gotten sleep in three days and I just fought the Justice League. I am allowed some slack."

"And I made a really good Robin." Wally piped up.

Barry deflated. He grabbed Wally into a hug again before looking into his eyes. "You are never going to do that ever again."

"I won't." Wally promised. "I'd much rather be Kid Flash than Robin."

"Same here." Dick piped up. "I don't want to be Kid Flash. Robin is much cooler."

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"That's enough." Bruce growled, cutting them both off. "You're both grounded. There will be no more of these bets. Understood?"

Wally snorted. "That's what you said that last three times." He let out a squeak as the batglare fell on him.

"If I have to say it again you will be scrubbing down the batcave with your toothbrushes – no powers. Understood?"

"Yes sir." Both boys said sadly.

Batman nodded to Barry. The speedster nodded and picked up 'Robin'. "Come on, Wally. We'll go home. You can explain to your aunt tomorrow what you were doing."

"But Uncle Barry!" The boy protested as his uncle zoomed off. When they got home Barry sent Wally into wash up. When he came out he was back to being Wally West instead of Robin.

"That was stupid, Wally." Barry chastised lightly as his nephew climbed up onto the couch with him. The speedster smiled fondly though. "But you still did a good job. I mean, you convinced Batman for a pretty long time. That's saying something!" The boy beamed up at him. "So how was it working with Batman?"

"Alright. He's not fun at all though." Wally said sadly. "And he shouts really loud. When he figured out it was me he was really angry. I thought he was going to drop me off a building or something." Barry nodded in agreement. "But I did get to ride in the Batmobile."

"No way." Barry's mouth dropped open. "I haven't even gotten in it yet!"


"Daddy?" Dick peaked into Bruce's room that night. He couldn't sleep, not when Bruce was so angry at him. He wouldn't be able to sleep knowing that and that his mentor was so disappointed in him. It made him feel awful.

"Come in." Bruce murmured. He was sitting up in bed, just staring at the wall.

Dick slowly climbed up onto the bed with him, biting his lip nervously. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you so angry."

Gently Bruce pulled the child into his arms. "You didn't make me angry, Dickey. You scared me."

"Why?"

"I didn't know where you were. I wasn't sure if you were alright. The Flash's villains are different than ours and without your weapons you could have been completely defenseless against them. I thought you could be hurt." Bruce stroked the boy's cheek. "When you aren't with me I'm worried."

"I can take care of myself."

Bruce smiled softly. "It still worries me."

Dick nodded softly and cuddled up against his chest. "I'm sorry for scaring you." He apologized.

"I'll forgive you if you promise never to do it again."

"I promise!" Dick said quickly. He beamed up at his guardian. "How was KF? Was he an ok Robin?"

Bruce smirked. "He couldn't find anything in your utility belt. He ended up grabbing the weapons one by one and zooming them over to the processing plant to dispose of them."

Dick laughed. "I would make a great Kid Flash though! I didn't have super speed but I still took down everyone. If I did have superpowers I would be awesome."

"Really?"

Dick nodded eagerly.

"Hm… Well I still prefer you as Robin."

The boy's smile was softer this time as he wrapped his arms around Bruce's chest. "Yea… me too."


A/N: The end! Thank you for reading. Again, I'm sorry that its taken me so long to post a new chapter. I'm hoping that I'll have more for this story or for "Flying Robins on the Way" up soon. If you have any ideas for some chapters in here let me know! I could use the help with my writers block.

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