Megan entered the living room one fine afternoon to find the two people she was looking for; Dick and Wally. With a deep in take of breath, she floated over to behind the two boys, who were watching TV, and hovered quietly over them. Both boys glanced up at her quickly before going back to the TV set.

"Hey you two!" She said in a cheery voice, getting their full attention now, but mainly because they were curious about her tone.

"What do you want?" Wally mumbled, flipping through channels and then throwing the remote at the TV gently to turn around fully.

"Nothing, I ju-."

"Out with it Megs." Dick snapped, sitting up and not buying the act.

"OK, fine. Conner's birthday is coming up and I don't know, what to get him." She sighed, running her green hand through her fire-red locks in a stressed out way.

"So, why are you asking us?" Wally asked, folding his legs over his friend's lap and looking up at the martian.

"Well, you guys knew him since he was born so..." She let her voice trail off slowly as she bowed her head.

"Hey! Thats right! We were there when he was born, oh, remember what his first words were?" Dick asked as he laughed, nudging Wally's leg with his fist.

"Yeah, wasn't it like AHHH! Or something?" Wally replied, sitting up a little and laughing hard.

"Nah, nah It was like ROAR!" Dick laughed along with him.

"No. no Its was like-." Wally was cut off by the clone entering the room, tripping over something on the ground and then banging his head on the counter by accident.

"AURGH!" He screamed in pain, ripping off his shirt by accident.

"Yeah, yeah. That was it!" Wally said happily, pointing to the super-man look alike with a bright smile. "Thanks, Suppey."

The clone growled at the other and then stomped out of the room while rubbing his sore head. It was a good thing as well, because what Wally said next probably wouldn't have been good for Supey's temper at all.

"So, this is technally his fifth birthday right?" Wally asked, suddenly getting an idea.

"Right." Megan answered, sounding a bit unsure about where this was going.

"OK, leave the present thing to us Miss. M." Wally said, grabbing Dick's arm and rushing out the front door.

Later that night:

"What. The. Hell. Is this?" Conner asked, holding up a plastic, blue, tank engine.

"Its Thomas the tank engine! I found it at a garage sale and knew you'd love it cause you're five years old." Wally cooed while Dick laughed his head off.

Conner looked from the tank, to Wally, then back down at the tank. Finally getting the joke and growling lowly in his annoyance. He set it down carefully, and was about to grab and possibly crush Wally's stupid throat, but he stopped himself when when the news came on.

"This just in, a company who manufactures 'Thomas the Tank engine' toys has issued a $1oo,ooo prize to who ever had the train marked 873." The reporter said, causing the teens to quickly the teens flipped over to toy and sure enough there was the numbers 873, so instead of killing the two teens, Conner hugged them.

"See, told ya he's love it." Wally laughed, only to quickly stop when the other growled at him.