Wally

(Wallace Rudolph West does not believe in magic. He cannot believe in magic for he is a man of science. Even if he claimed to believe in it when Dr. Fate was needed to use his body. He doesn't, and he shouldn't.)

Slugging his arm around the short stack was a very pleasant experience. Getting jabbed in the ribs afterwards? Not so much.

"Owww." Wally moaned out. "That hurt."

"Well yeah," Dick, or Rob since they didn't really want any paparazzi hounding the two friends as they hung out in Happy Harbor, scoffed, "it's supposed to."

Wally, of course as Rob's best friend, groaned louder and began to actively lean his whole body weight onto the shorter boy.

"Agh, Wally!" Rob ducked out of Wally's loose hold, and Wally could feel the little troll's smirk when he fell.

"Ahh!" And there goes some of the skin on his chin. "Damn, that hurt!"

"It's your own fault." Rob snickered.

Grumbling, Wally just got himself up. Of course he ignored all the looks the civilians gave him, but he noticed that Rob was giving him… a strange look.

Not the first time Wally has seen a strange look on his friend, this was a different type of strange, but these strange looks were… concerning to say the least.

If Wally's memory was serving him right, and it tends to serve him right, Rob's been acting… kind of weird ever since The Team started.

Robin's been talking to himself, and not to like, Batman or whatever, but to himself. And he's been fighting kind of different style sometimes. Not to mention it feels like Robin's trying to humor a little kid when they hang out. Which was wrong on multiple levels especially since Wally's the older of the two.

But what really took the cake was that it felt like Robin was avoiding him. Robin! Avoiding him! His best friend!

It just doesn't make sense! Such as the odd staring at nothing, both inside and outside the mask, the tilting his head as if listening to something that just isn't there or randomly spazzing a little during fights with the bad guys! The way he instead of walks, but stalks around.

"Here," the familiar voice of his friend broke his speeding thoughts as a bandaid was practically shoved into his field of vision.

"Uhhh, dude. What's this for?" Wally asked as he stood up.

"Well, it just might have something to do with your bleeding chin." Rob snarked.

Huffing, Wally took it. Turning on his heel, Wally spun to look in the window to put the bandaid on his chin. He didn't really need it but his friend gave it to him so whatever.

"Why do you even have that?" Wally asked as he managed to get it on.

"I think you getting hurt proved my point."

Wally rolled his eyes. Well, he was going to do that, but halfway through their roll they caught something. Standing right next to him, where Robin, Dick, should be was a different teen entirely. This one was taller, with a wider set of shoulders, and while the hair was the same color, it was slightly longer and styled differently. This new teen had not exactly a strong chin line, not to say that it was weak, but it was oddly familiar. He was older than Robin by a good four or five years.

And he wore the same exact clothes as the one Robin was wearing.

An ebony eyebrow rose up and the image began to flicker.

"Anything wrong?" The older teen's mouth move in time with Rob's question. Which was in Rob's voice.

Because it was Robin speaking. Not… whoever that was in the window.

"Um." Wally coughed. He needed something to distract him. (Was the 'him' Rob or the mysterious teen, Wally didn't know.)

Green eyes finally landed on what was on the other side of the glass. It was an aquarium with one giant jumbo shrimp.

"IIIII just never seen a jumbo shrimp alive before!" Wally turned to see his friend with a huge fake ass grin.

There in all his short glory was Richard Grayson in disguise, looking very unimpressed and very much close to calling his bullshit.

But Rob didn't and Wally felt relief to find that his friend was still there and not that stranger.

And as they started to walk away, Wally took one last glance at the window, and didn't see the older, taller, teen again.

(Wally doesn't believe in magic. He doesn't believe in the supernatural. So of course he doesn't believe in stuff like spirits or ghosts or anything of that sort. But he cannot deny that something… wrong is going on with his best friend. And he hopes to any sort of being that might resemble to God that it doesn't have anything to do with Cadmus. After all, that's the only place he could think of to do this, before the behavior started.

And he doesn't want Conner to find out and feel like it was his fault.)