I hate...

Royalty

Kid Flash POV

Three Years ago...

I looked up from my history book. I waled into the living room and looked around for my dad, who was, as usual, sitting on the couch.

"Dad?" I asked, "Why do I have to memorize all this stuff about British royalty?" He ignored me, focusing on the newspaper in his hand. I sighed and looked around for mom, who was, as usual, at work.

I went back to my room and looked at the book I'd set on my bed. I looked at the phone beside my bed, which I'd already run out of minutes on. I sat back down, sending a longing look at the phone, wishing for the chance to talk with Uncle Barry.

I looked back at my book, and, with a sigh, began reading.

One week later

"Uncle Barry!" I said, launching myself at him and he fell to the ground. He laughed, and hugged me.

"Miss me?" he asked, with a huge grin on his face. "Come on, kid. Let's get inside." I climbed off him and followed him inside. "So, what's been going on with school?"

"In Social Studies we've been memorizing stuff about british royalty." I said, "You got any idea why?"

"Not really." he said. "Let me check with Iris." He turned and called over his shoulder. "Hey! Iris, any idea why the school's making Wally memorize stuff about british royalty?"

"No." she replied, and Uncle Barry shrugged his shoulders.

"Sorry, kid." he said, "I tried." I nodded.

"Too bad I still have to memorize it." I said. "So, um.. what are we gonna do?"

"It's Iris' week to plan your day." he said. "So I have no clue what's gonna happen." I nodded and sat down on the couch.

Four months later...

"Your welcome." I told the british queen, who was still standing in place even though Uncle Flash and I had rescued her. "Um.. Your highness? You alright?"

"What?" she asked, snapping out of her reverie. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I'm Kid Flash." I said, proudly. "The nephew of the Flash." She stood there, confused for a moment. "You know, Flash? From Central City?"

"Kid?" Flash asked, "You shouldn't ever be rude to a queen. And I mean never."

"Whatdoyoumean?" I asked, speedtalking. "CouldyoupleaseexplainUncleFlash?" I turned back to the queen, who had an enraged look on her face.

"You saved me, then insulted me?" she said, anger evident in her voice. "And next you speak demon's tongue? How dare you?! As of this moment, Kid Flash, you are banished from Britian, from now, until the end of time!" I stood there, a surprised look on my face.

"Kid, you should go." Flash's voice brough me back to reality. Seeing the look on my face he added, "We'll talk later. I'll try to change her mind, but you shouldn't be here. Back to Central, go." I nodded, turning and running, but instead of going to Central, I chose to divert from my path so I'd have a little more time to think.

I stopped in a huge city, and looked around. I sighed and started running down streets until I found what appeared to be the center of whereever I was, where I stopped.

I leaned against a nearby tree. "Where the hell am I?" I looked up at the pollution and the dark night sky.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in Gotham?" a voice asked from behind me, and I spun around to see Robin, who's only been seen by the media twice.

"You're Robin!" I said, startled. He nodded, and motioned with his hand something probably along the lines of 'Continue'. I stood there, basking in the presence of the kid who'd helped convince Uncle Barry to take me as his partner.

He sighed, and pulled his glove between me and him, and this blue thing came up. I waited for it to do whatever he wanted it to do.

"The nephew of the Flash..." he murmured. "Wally West. Interesting. What're you called? Flash boy?"

"No." I said, frowning. "Kid Flash. And how'd you know my name? Do you know how I can get out of this maze?" To my surprise, he laughed.

"You think Gotham's a maze?" he asked, then calmed down. "You, do know Batman doesn't like meta's in his city, right? DNA scanner."

"No, I didn't." I said, "And I just want out of here." He smirked, and started walking off. "Hey! You didn't answer my question! How do I get out?"

"Come on." he said, "I'll lead you out of Gotham. What're you waiting for? How'd you get here, anyways?"

"I was heading back to Central after getting banished from Britian." I said, "And I made a little diversion."

"You- got- banished from Great Britian?" He laughed, "How the hell do you get banished from the UK?"

"Talent." I said, shooting the boy a glare. "You know what? I hate royalty."* Suddenly, he stilled.

"You wanna find your own way out of Gotham?" he asked, "If not, I suggest you stay quiet so I can tell if someone tries to sneak up on us. You're lucky Batman's on a mission with the League."

*Yeah, he said it like Superboy said "I hate monkeys.", Robin said, "I hate Kansas.".