seriously, just ignore me

DISCLAIMER: don't own the characters

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Third person POV

"Wally, seriously, it hasn't even been half an hour and you're already hungry."

"Sorry Dick, but when you're running at top speed with someone on your back, you burn more calories. Can't we just be something quick to go?" Dick sighed.

"I'm not ordering one of everything this time. Two items max."

"Uggghhh," Wally groaned. "You're no fun, Dick."

"I am too. And to prove it, we're going to McDonald's in full costume into the lobby."

Wally's eyes brightened. "Really? You never wanna do that!"

"That's because the last time we did this, I was 13 and was grounded for a week. Bruce can't stop me this time."

Wally pumped his fist in the air. "Yea! Come on, let's go!" He sped off leaving Dick behind, then ran back. "Oops. Sorry!"

Dick rolled his eyes. "It's not a first Wally." he hopped on Wally's back and they took off.

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Joe's POV

Frank pulled into the McDonald's parking lot, then turned to scowl at me.

"I cannot believe you insisted we stop for McDonald's, Joe! We promised dad we'd be home by six!"

"We will be," I promised. "It's only five o'clock, we have plenty of time!"

"Sure, you say that now," Frank muttered. But he didn't argue with me as we walked into the restaurant.

We got our food and sat down. When we started to dig in, the whole restaurant went quiet and looked to the entrance.

Frank turned to look to, and his jaw dropped open, then he looked away quickly, whispering to me quietly,

"You have got to be kidding me. You'll never guess who just walked in." Judging by his tone, it wasn't someone he liked.

"No, I probably won't," I agreed. "So just tell me."

"Look," he pointed to the counter. "What are the odds that we'd stop at the same place?"

I turned to look at the counter, and then kept staring, my mouth open. Then I started laughing to myself. Frank scowled.

"Shh!" he hissed. "Don't get his attention! Or his friend's!"

"Why not?"

"Because I said so. Now grab your food, we're taking this to go."

I would have asked why, but I saw his point this time. We couldn't let on that we knew a famous superhero personally. Also, I didn't trust myself not to accidentally call him by his real name. I grabbed my food and we went out the back entrance and went around to our car. Before I got in, I wanted a movie, so of course we had to go to the red box, all the way back over by the entrance.

Third person POV

Nightwing saw them get up and leave. He smirked a little bit because he could tell Frank was annoyed at the sight of him. After he had gotten Kid Flash's food, the headed out the door and saw Joe and Frank at the red box.

"Hey, Potato Head! Frank."

Frank had a look on his face that was a mixture between annoyed and confused. He turned to Joe. "Potato Head?"

Joe groaned, his face buried in his hands. "Nightwing, that happened one time! Can you please just let it go?"

"Nope!"

"You know these two wing?"

"Oh, KF, meet the Hardy Boys, Frank and Joe. Frank and Joe, meet Kid Flash."

"Wait, you mean the Frank and Joe Hardy? That's so cool!"

Frank narrowed his eyes. "You've heard of us?"

"All of the Justice League has. You're dad is awesome! Well, not as awesome as Batman, but still pretty awesome."

Frank breathed a sigh of relief. "Yea, we're really proud of him."

"So. How'd you guys meet?" Kid Flash asked us.

Frank shrugged. "We had a problem chasing a bad guy, and Nightwing helped out. It was a one time thing."

"Ah. So that's why he left pizza night."

Joe blinked. "Uh… what?"

"He never leaves unless there's a mission or something like that. Mostly because Agent A makes the best food in the world. Second is Red Hood."

"KF, shouldn't we be getting back to our mission? We totally left the others." Nightwing said trying to break up the conversation.

"We don't want to keep you," Frank said, a little to eagerly. "You better get going. And we gotta head out to. Right, Joe?"

"Right," Joe said.

"Later you guys!" Nightwing hopped on Kid Flash's back and they sped off at the speed of sound.

Joe's POV

We pulled into our driveway as the clock changed to six.

Frank turned to me. "Go unlock the door while I turn the car off."

I saluted him. "Aye aye captain!" I said jokingly. Frank rolled his eyes.

I climbed out of the car and walked up to the door, inserting the key and carefully opening the door. Pushing it shut behind me, I turned around again and jumped about a mile in the air. My aunt Trudy was standing about two feet away from me with her arms crossed.

"And just where have you been?" she asked.

"Before you yell, you said by six. We technically were in the driveway before six," I said quickly, holding my hands up like i was trying to calm an animal about to charge. Which, I guess I kind of was. That's when Frank walked in. He spotted Aunt Trudy, and his eyes widened.

"Uhh. Hi?"

"Where have you been?" Aunt Trudy asked.

"We got stopped by a fight in the streets." I lied.

"What kind of fight?"

"Some superheroes were fighting some bad guys. It just caused us to have to take a detour," Frank replied easily.

"Really?" Aunt Trudy stared at me, and I started sweating. Hey, I may be a highly trained ATAC agent, but nothing in ATAC can prepare you for staredowns from Aunt Trudy. Frank showed her an article with today's date.

"Yup. Says it right here."

I stared at him, dumbfounded. Where had he gotten that? Aunt Trudy mumbled to herself as she read it.

"Alright, you're clear. This time," she warned. I sighed in relief.

"Thanks, Aunt Trudy."

She sighed. "I'm just glad you boys didn't get into trouble with the fight. Being a superhero is so dangerous."

"What? Us? We would never get involved in something as dangerous as that." I smiled awkwardly.

"Alright, that's enough. Finish your chores and homework."

Frank flashed her a smile. "We're on it, Aunt Trudy!" we sprinted up the stairs. That was a close one. Then I got a text. I opened it and it just said "Potatohead". I smacked my head and went to do my homework.