When Wally was little he had some peculiar quirks for a little kid. He didn't eat a lot. It wasn't that he was picky either; he was just all that hungry. He would always carry around a stuffed bat until his eighth birthday when he got a stuffed cat. Then he carried the cat too. He absolutely loved science. He didn't run around so much in gym class and the only activity he liked to do was run or play tag. He didn't care for baseball, football, soccer, basketball or heaven forbid dodge ball where everyone seemed to gang up on him for some reason he didn't understand. But one of the most peculiar of his quirks his parents learned when he was very little.

"Mom. Dad. I can't sleep," a young eight and a half year old Wally West said walking into his parents' room rubbing his droopy eyes.

"Wally, at least try," his mom said tiredly. Wally pouted and walked back to bed. He stumbled a bit and yawned. He walked back into his room and crawled into his bed before looking out his window. Looking out there he saw a shadow in the trees. He didn't scream. He blinked before walking over to the window rubbing his eyes. He opened it slowly getting a blast of cool air from it.

"Shouldn't you be asleep?" said the shadow. The voice was of a man's. Deep and cool with a touch of warmth Wally didn't know how to put into words.

"Can't sleep. And you look cold. Isn't it cold out there shadow?" he asked innocently. He heard a low rolling laugh before the shadow made its way to his window and stepping inside his room.

"You should be in bed," he said again picking up the small boy and laying him in bed. Wally looked up to see white eyes. He grabbed a part of the inky darkness that was the shadow.

"Y'know, it's cold out there and you'll be warmer if you have a blanket," he said offering it to him. The shadow shook his head. Wally pouted, "Fine. We'll share then."

He tossed the blanket over what seemed to be the shoulder area and practically hugged the shadow. His head began to bury itself into his chest. A small grunt could be heard but Wally didn't seem to care. So when it was evident he wasn't going to move, a hand patted him lightly on the back until light snores could be heard. Carefully Wally was laid down into his bed covered up so he would be warm, with a toy bat in his arms. The Shadow made its way outside and closed the window letting the child have sweet dreams.

Seven years later

"I'm just saying Supey you should try and sleep in a bed or at least lying down!" Wally exclaimed at the young clone who he, Robin and Aqua lad had just rescued from the Cadmus facility.

"It feels strange," Superboy stated not knowing exactly how to word it. Wally scoffed. Something that only Wally could really do with the young clone and get away with. Though given that he was one of the three who found him and who had a pretty funny yet realistic view on things it made sense.

"Sounds like you need the Wall-man's help," he said slugging an arm around Superboy and walking him to what was deemed his bedroom. Wally lay Superboy on the bed and pulled blankets up over him.

"Now what?" Superboy grunted. Wally thought for a second.

"Well, when I have trouble sleeping I…," he snapped his fingers and darted out of the room. He came back right as Superboy was sitting up and handed him a plush toy, "Snuggle with this."

Conner looked at it carefully. It was a simple plush bear. Wally rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Well actually, I have a bat and a cat when I have trouble sleeping. But I think that Captain Koala bear would be someone who can help you sleep in your bed and not the closet."

Conner looked at the bear carefully. He placed it next to him when Wally shook his head.

"Naw Supey!" he said picking up the bear. He gave a quick squeeze and nuzzling his head into the fur of the bear affectionately before handing it back to Superboy, "Like that. Like a little hug. So you know he's safe and you're not alone."

Superboy looked at Wally and sighed, doing just as the young speedster instructed. Wally grinned his usual bright smile while suppressing an aw. Superboy just stared back at him.

"Now close your eyes. Give it a few minutes and if you still can't sleep call me on the communicator."

Before Superboy could say anything Wally zipped out of the room. He didn't know why, but for some reason he did feel kind of tired.

-.-

Wally made his way over to Robin who was sitting on the couch drinking from a mug when he yawned and sat next to him.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to Central?" Dick asked cocking an eyebrow. Wally gave a tired smile back.

"Shouldn't you not be drinking coffee?" he retorted back. Dick snorted as he went back to watching Rocky. A few minutes later though he felt the familiar warmth of a speedster on his lap. Robin smirked as he held back a laugh.

"Still? Really?" he said more to himself as Wally turned a little to make himself more comfortable. He was obviously asleep and obviously not getting up anytime soon. So Dick made himself comfortable as he prepared to sleep with a speedster blanket.

-.-

"Superboy. I take it you slept well?" Kaldur asked. Superboy nodded as he showed Kaldur the bear Wally had given him. Kaldur merely nodded aware of Kid Flash's sleeping habits of always hugging something as he slept. He himself had been victim to one of his sleeping hugs. But only when he was in Central for the night until the Zetas were up and working again. He knew that many heroes had their own stories of "sleepy Wally snuggles" as they had been named.

From Roy finding Wally crashed in his apartment hugging the daylights out of a couch cushion and then somehow later Roy himself, to Question waking up finding his cousin hugging his fridge (which he took a picture and sent it to Barry with a little note asking if he ever fed the boy when he came over to his place), or to Batman in which one or more of the bat-children would just crawl on him and coax him to sleep so they could batify him much to Bruce's amusement and Flash's annoyance.

So I mixed some innocence with Wally snuggles. It was just so fluffy! Please review!