Wally stumbled back, completely frozen in shock. The others weren't much better. They were all staring at me and Wally. I swear, saltwater was gaping like a fish.

While I still had the chance I kicked Wally's feet from under him. I got up, grabbed the IKEA bag and picked up my grappling hook from the floor. I pressed the button and was lifted into the air.

This apparently got the team moving. Aqualad tried to hit me with his water-thingies and Artemis shot an arrow, that barely missed, might I add. I don't know what the fuck Superboy and Miss M were doing. Wally was still in shock though. His mouth was wide open and he was still laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling.

I swung through the previously shattered window and lowered myself to the ground. I pressed another button on the grappling hook and the hook was released from the ceiling, snapping back into its place in the barrel of the gun.

I started running. The bag was bouncing uncomfortably on my back and constantly kept slipping off my shoulder, making it hard to keep a steady pace.

Seeing as I was weighed down by the loot and couldn't run my fastest it was no surprise when I heard the team closing in. Wally must've still been in shock, I guessed, as he hadn't run ahead of the others, easily catching me within seconds.

I rounded a corner and hid in an alley. I pressed myself against the wall, subconsciously holding my breath. A sudden feeling of deja-vu washed over me but I brushed it off. I couldn't get distracted now.

A few moments later the team ran right past me. They didn't even think to look in the alley. I waited until I was sure they wouldn't come back before exiting the alley and continuing towards the meetup spot.

I recognized dad's car immediately. Dad, who was in the driver seat, waved at me, grinning widely when he saw me. I reached the car and climbed into the backseat, dumping the loot bag on the seat next to me.

"The sidekicks are looking for me" I informed dad.

Dad nodded, showing he heard me, started the car and began driving. He was actually doing a pretty good job driving like a normal person-he usually drove way over the speed limit and often came dangerously close to crashing- and was avoiding looking suspicious.

We got home safely. The smell of steak hit me as soon as I opened the door.

'Why are you having dinner at 10 pm?' you might ask.

Hell if I know. It's probably something mom and dad did way before they got me.

"Honey, I'm home" dad called.

"Welcome back puddin'" mom shouted back.

Dad took the loot to the basement where we kept everything of value until we could sell it, and I went to take a quick shower.

I left my boots, mask, gloves, belt, etc. in my room and picked out clean clothes before making my way to the bathroom. I made sure to lock the door, not wanting another "incident" to occur. And NO! We're not talking about the incident.

I took off my suit and tossed it in the laundry basket. Hopefully, it would be clean and dry next time I needed it.

I took a look in the mirror and was surprised to see a small cut on my right cheek. I guessed some of the glass from the window had hit me. The cut wasn't deep, probably wouldn't even leave a scar.

I stepped into the shower and turned on the water. I immediately flinched when the water came in contact with my cheek. It felt like a paper cut. And you guys know how painful those little shits are. I swear, I could get tortured and not care at all, but if I got a paper cut I would be crying on the floor for eternity.

I decided to suck it up and let the water hit my face, silently cursing Wayne for having windows.

I didn't want to torture myself further by getting soap in the cut so just water had to do. The rest of my body would need a little more than some H2O though. I reached for my soap but couldn't find it. I groaned when I realized I'd used the last bit yesterday and the only other soap was some fancy vegan and cruelty-free soap that smelled like mango and aloe vera. And I did not want to smell like that. But it seemed like I had no other choice. There goes my dignity I guess.

When I entered the kitchen the food was already on the table. I swung by the fridge and grabbed a coke on my way to my seat. I plopped down on the chair and hungrily eyed the food.

"It looks delicious, mom," I commented.

"Thank you, sweety," she said, smiling.

The dinner went by smoothly. That is until dad decided to bring up the mission.

"So, Ren, I heard you encountered the sidekicks today. Mind telling us how you defeated them?" dad asked.

Mom's face lit up.

"Oh, you did? You must tell me everything" she insisted.

Knowing I wouldn't get out of this I began explaining the evening's events. I came to the part where Wally had me pinned down and my face was red as a tomato when I mentioned the kiss. Dad choked on his beer and mom squealed loudly.

"Oh my god! I'm so proud! My baby is growing up." mom shouted, hugging my face.

Dad, who wasn't choking anymore joined in on mom's fangirling.

"Their ship name could be Reneflash!" mom exclaimed.

She was way too proud of the ship name since it honestly sucked ass, but I was too tired to argue about it. I just sat there eating my dinner while my parents were behaving like children on Tumblr.

After about twenty minutes I interrupted their fangirling.

"Can I leave the table?"

"Yeah, sure honey. Remember to rinse your plate" mom said before continuing to fangirl.

I did just that and escaped to my room, cradling the rest of my precious coke.

I threw myself onto my couch and reached for the ps4 controller. I turned on the ps4 which automatically turned on the tv as well.

I decided to play Overwatch. While the game loaded I got my headphones and turned them on.

I was browsing the custom games, not looking for anything in particular. There was a "Fortnite" game mode. I made a disgusted face. Why the fuck would you ruin a perfectly good game with your Fortnite bullshit? (my brother made one *shudders*) There was also a low gravity game. That would have to do. I chose to play as Junkrat. I was put on the red team with a Widowbitch, a Tracer, a Genji, and, thank god, a McCree. The blue team had all their players so we only needed one more, but for now, we were waiting in Skirmish. We only had to wait for a few minutes though. The guy that had joined was playing as Ana. In other words, our team was useless. We were being crushed by the other team. The McCree and I were the only ones on our team who had even gotten a kill, let alone an objective kill. To no one's surprise, we lost the game. I was ready to just leave when the McCree guy sent me a friend request. I accepted and was immediately invited to a mic chat. I accepted once more.

"Hey, dude! What's up, random Junkrat guy?" an oddly familiar voice asked.

Now his username made sense.

"What? Is my username too hard to pronounce? Anyway, nothing's really up 'That_One_Fast_Dude'" I replied. 'Wow, way to be obvious, Wally' I thought.

"Yeah, no. Just too lazy to check" Wally said

There was a pause. Wally was probably checking my username.

"So your name is 'LucifersBro221B'" he said.

"Yup! That's me"

We had a pretty good time after that. We stayed as a team the whole time, occasionally getting another member on the team for a few games.

After almost four hours Wally had to go.

"Sorry, man. I've got to go after this game, but we can play again tomorrow. Right?" Wally asked.

"Yeah, I'll probably be free in the afternoon" I replied.

We finished the game. Our team won and I got POTG with D.Va's ultimate. Wally and I said our goodbyes and I was about to log off when Wally suddenly asked: "Random question but where do you live?"

"I live in Gotham" I replied.

"Dude! I live in Central. That's not too far away. Maybe we could hang out once we get to know each other a bit" Wally suggested.

"Yeah. That sounds like fun" I agreed.

I then logged off and decided to go to bed since it was about three in the morning.

I changed into my pj's, which was just a plain gray shirt. I then buried myself under my covers. I was out cold in minutes.

Hey! Author here! Just wanted to say that while I kinda have an idea where the story is going I wouldn't mind including your ideas. So if you want anything specific to happen just tell me and I'll almost definitely write it