Howdy all!
Big shout out to sonadow1111 for making me a 'Smile' KF/Rob music video! I've linked to it on my profile, if anyone wants to watch. =) I was very touched that she went through the trouble just for me!
Disclaimer: Not mine. (The plan. It's fierce. And intense. And brilliant. I'm going to stop talking about it lest someone tries to steal it.)
As always, please report any errors in the story to me. I'll admit I don't comb through this story as vigorously as my others, so I really appreciate it when you guys point stuff out.

Wally was exhausted. They all were exhausted.

The incident with Roy (who Wally had learned was less likely to be a cannibal/psychopath/drug-addict/rapist/serial-killer/pillager than he had originally thought) had only set them back about an hour or two, so they arrived at the Martian Kingdom a little after noon.

Kaldur was naked after his grand transformation, giving their "yay-you're-human-again" celebration a decidedly awkward spin. Wally leant him his golden boxers (which proved how gallant a prince he really was, because wearing tights while going commando was soooo not cool) to wear while they traveled, promising to buy him some clothes as soon as they reached the kingdom.

Not trusting his taste in clothing (which were impeccable, thank you very much), Artemis forced her company upon him and went with him to the marketplace, leaving Roy and Kaldur about a mile away from the town, sitting under a tree. Wally offered to buy Roy some new clothes too, which earned him a glare and a big speech about how he didn't care that he was poor, and he didn't want Wally's pity and yadda yadda yadda. He'd probably buy him something anyway.

They went to a quaint little shop and picked up a few things: dark blue tights, a black tunic with a red belt, and a pair of red gloves and black boots for Kaldur (boxers too, because Wally kind of wanted his back), and a pair of black gloves for Roy, because Artemis claimed he would get blisters from his bow sometimes, but he couldn't afford lasting gloves.

Wally tried to hold all the bags but Artemis yelled at him, calling him a sexist pig for not thinking her strong enough to hold a few measly bags, and made him share the load. He relented, but his princely pride was wounded.

His princess would probably let him hold all her bags. Not that she would shop all that often. She probably wasn't overly material. She was probably one of those tough princesses who would rather learn how to use a sword than do girly stuff like shop. Wally grinned as he imagined standing behind her, teaching her how to hold the sword properly. She was probably petite, and he would joke that she wasn't big enough to hold it, but of course she would prove him wrong. His girl would be tough like that.

"Wally, watch where you're going!"

Wally broke away from his daydream, but couldn't stop himself from colliding with the girl before him.

"Oh!" the girl exclaimed as both of them, and their bags, went sprawling to the ground.

Wally got off of her with a small groan. "Hey, I'm really sorry. I wasn't–"

"M'gann!"

Wally glanced up to see who had interrupted him. Towering over him and the mystery girl was a girl about his own age with blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail. She was wearing a long blue skirt and a red corset top, laced together in the front with gold. Beside her stood a girl of the same age wearing a near identical outfit, except the blue and red were reversed. This girl also had long blonde hair, though hers was free, cascading down past her shoulders. Both girls were wearing shiny gold slippers.

"M'gann, what are you doing!"

"M'gann, you did that on purpose didn't you!"

"You were trying to get our stuff dirty!"

"You wanted to lose it!"

"Pick it up!"

"Pick it up, M'gann!"

"Of course! I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention!" The girl he bumped into scrambled to her knees and started picking everything up. Wally started.

"Hey, wait! Let me help! It's my fault!"

"It is his fault. You guys shouldn't be so hard on her. She didn't do anything wrong," Artemis said, regarding the glowering girls with a harsh look.

"You can't tell us what to do! She did it on purpose and she should have to pick it up!" "Cascading" snapped, taking a step toward Artemis. "Ponytail" was instantly at her side, backing her up.

Artemis, never one to back down from a fight, marched toward them til she was right in their faces. "It was an accident. If you were good friends, you would help her!"

"Please Miss, it was my fault, really. . ." the girl quietly said, her words seemingly unheard by anyone but Wally.

The girls looked offended. This observation was strengthened by the dual scoff of shock they admitted. "You think she's our friend? As if we would ever be friends with that! Do you have any idea who we are!" Ponytail snarled, her face so close to Artemis' their noses almost touched.

"No, but I think I'm getting a good idea. You're the town bitches, right?"

Wally could almost see the rage pouring off the two girls. "We don't have to put up with this."

"No, we don't"

"We're leaving."

"We are. M'gann, you better bring everything we bought home with you, and it all better be in perfect condition."

"And leave your new friends behind." With a final glare at Artemis, the two girls spun on their heels with identical huffs and marched away. Artemis got down and began furiously picking up the dropped items.

"Those little. . . I ought to break everything here," she looked up at the strange girl, the anger rolling off her powerful enough to make her (and Wally, but he wouldn't admit that) wince. "Who were those girls, and why do you hang out them? I'm sure you could do waaaaay better than that," she spat, pointing a thumb to the girls' disappearing figures.

The girls hung her head and Wally allowed himself to really look at her for the first time. She had red hair and green skin, littered with freckles. The color scheme of her outfit was similar to the other girls: blue, red and gold, but also with some white mixed in. She was wearing a white top with billowed sleeves underneath a red corset and a blue skirt covered by a white apron. Her red hair was partially covered by a white handkerchief and she wasn't wearing any shoes. Her entire outfit was a tad dirty and looked rather old.

"The one with her hair up is Wondergirl, and the other is Supergirl. They're my sisters," she admitted quietly, gently putting the items back in their respective bags, "Please don't be mad at them. They aren't always like that, sometimes they're. . . nice."

Artemis snorted. "I'm sure."

Wally put away the last object and started picking up bags. "If they're your sisters, why do they treat you like that? Aren't sisters supposed to, you know, love each other and stuff?"

She tried to take the bags but Wally held them away, shaking his head with a laugh. "No way sweetheart, we're not letting you carry all these back alone. We'll take you home."

For once, Artemis agreed with him. "He's right, this is too much for you to carry alone. Let us help."

She bowed her head. "Thank you so much. I don't know how to show my gratitude. . ."

"How about a smile, beautiful?" Wally grinned at her and she smiled shyly back. "That's better! Now, lead the way and you can tell us what's got your sisters' panties in such a bunch."

She laughed lightly and did as he said, leading them across the plaza. "Wondergirl and Supergirl are actually my stepsisters. My mother died when I was very young and I was raised by my father. Several years ago though, he remarried. I always got the feeling my stepmother didn't like me, but things weren't so bad. We were happy, I think." Her steps slowed as a pained look crossed her features. "But then my father died and I became the outsider of the family. My stepmother and stepsisters force me to wait on them hand and foot. They took my clothes and bedroom, making me sleep in the attic, and they only give me scraps to eat. They took everything my father worked for and now act as if they earned it." The poor girl looked close to tears. Hands full, the best Wally could manage was a gentle, comforting nudge to the shoulder. She looked up at him, then to Artemis. "Can you two keep a secret?"

They exchanged a look. "Sure we can." Wally said, smiling sincerely.

"Before he died, my father told me that my mother was a princess. She gave up her crown to be with my father, whom she was forbidden to marry because he wasn't of royal blood." She lifted her head to the left and Wally and Artemis followed her gaze to a large castle sitting on a hill above the town. "Our ruler, King J'onn. . . my father said he was my mother's brother, which would make him my uncle. He probably doesn't know my mother died, or that I even exist. I feel like if I could just talk to him, then maybe. . . I don't know. Maybe things would be different. Maybe I could have a real family again. . ." she sighed, "Getting into the palace is next to impossible though."

They came to a large mansion and the girl turned around, regarding them with a small smile. "Well, here we are. Home sweet home. Sorry that I can't invite you in, but. . ."

"We understand." Artemis reassured with a grin.

She smiled back. "Thank you. I'm sorry for bothering you both with my troubles," she laughed, "and without even introducing myself! Duh M'gann, how rude! My name is M'gann M'orzz!"

"Nice to meet ya, Meg! I'm Prince Wally, of the Kingdom of Flash, and this here is Artemis, princess of the Arrow Kingdom!"

She smiled brightly. "It was very nice to meet you both! Thank you so much for helping me and listening."

"M'gann, is that you!"

"What took you so long!"

"Where's our stuff! M'gann!"

"M'gann!"

"I hope to see you both again! Goodbye!" And then she was off, rushing toward the overpowering voices of her stepsisters. "I'm coming!"

Heading back the way they came, Wally sighed. "Man, she sure has it rough. Poor girl. . ."

Artemis nodded. "I feel bad. I wish there was something we could do to help. . ."

Wally heard a slight crinkling noise with his next step and looked down, lifting his foot to reveal a piece of parchment. Curious, he picked it up and scanned the calligraphy, grinning widely by the time he was done.

"Lookit Arty, maybe we can help after all. . ."

Wally watched Kaldur change apprehensively. The older teen had promised to bring them to the Martian Kingdom, which he did, and his human form was already restored so. . .

"Kaldur?"

Typing the sash-like belt around his waist, Kaldur looked up. "Yes, Wally?"

He twiddled his thumbs. "Now that you're, you know, human and all, what are you, uh, planning on doing. . .and stuff?" Wally remembered Kaldur saying he was a fisherman that lived on the outskirts of the kingdom. He probably had a cabin by the water to return to or something. It was a depressing thought, for Wally at least.

Kaldur seemed to sense the sombreness of his mood. "Well, I was thinking I would help you see your quest through. You helped me regain my humanity, it's only right that I assist you in finding your princess." He grinned slyly, "Unless you don't want me?"

"No!" Wally yelled, jumping to his feet. "I mean, we'd love to have you in our group, right guys?" He looked down at Artemis and Roy, who had been sitting beside him.

Artemis nodded. "Of course. We'd love to have you with us, Kaldur."

Roy was examining his gloves. He'd been mad when Wally presented them to him, but he kept them nonetheless. "I don't have a problem with it."

Kaldur nodded. "Very well then, I'll accompany you."

"Yes!" Wally fisted the air. "Now that that's settled, let's get down to quest business!" Wally plopped back down on the ground by Roy and Artemis, Kaldur following suit so that they were sitting in a small diamond. "Now, with every good quest comes a number of side quests. Artemis," he turned to regard her, "You were a side quest, sort of, and you too Kaldur!" He looked at Roy. "I'm not sure what you are. A random anti-villain or something, I guess."

Roy rolled his eyes. "You have a point here, Prince of the Flashers?"

Wally crinkled his nose but otherwise ignored the nickname, having grown used to it. Roy had latched onto the pun the moment Wally had first introduced himself. "Yes, I have a point! The point is, I have a side quest for us!" He pulled a piece of parchment from his wallet and unfolded it, laying it out before them. Kaldur picked it up and skimmed it before handing it to Roy.

"We're going to help this girl, M'gann, regain her rightful place as princess of the Martian Kingdom!"

Roy was frowning. Scowling. Wally found it hard to tell the difference with him. "Who's M'gann? And why do we have to help her?"

"Wally and I met her when we were in town. She's a nice girl."

"I've lived in the Martian Kingdom my whole life. I do not recall there ever being a princess. . ." Kaldur said, placing a hand to his chin, "I know I live rather removed from the towns, but still. . . are you certain this M'gann is being honest?"

"Definitely! Her mom was like, the current King's sister or something, but then she married M'gann's dad, which the old King didn't like so he was all, 'You're no daughter of mine!' and he kicked her out of the castle! And then they got married and had M'gann but then she died, the mom not M'gann, and M'gann's dad remarried this mean lady with these mean kids, Wondergirl and Supergirl, and they took M'gann's stuff and make her clean the house, which they probably dirty on purpose just to give her more work, and sleep in the attic, which probably has bugs, and cook their meals, which they probably pretend not to like just to upset her, and," Roy placed a freshly gloved hand over Wally's mouth.

"You're such a spazz, Prince Flasher. We'll help this M'gann if you really want us to, but wanna tell me why we're bothering? Shouldn't you be focusing on your own princess?"

Wally pried his hand away. "Well yeah. . . but M'gann's miserable. I can't just go on my way and pretend I never met her. What kind of prince would I be if I did that? My princess will understand. She'd probably do the same thing, in my shoes. . . boots. In my boots."

Kaldur smiled fondly. "That's very noble of you Wally. You have a lot of integrity," he stood up, "Now, let's go see this Martian princess. Maybe on the way you can explain to us how a royal ball is going to help?" He handed the parchment, an advertisement for a grand ball to be held that night at the royal palace, back to Wally.

"The royal ball is the keystone to my master plan," Wally grinned, "Trust me guys. Before midnight tonight, M'gann is going to meet her Uncle and become the princess she deserves to be!"

Roy was touching his butt.

"Dude! What are you doing!"

"Shhh! Shut it, Prince Loudmouth!" Artemis hissed from the window above him, which she was currently leaning out of with her hair dangling down the side of the building. The boys had stood on each other's shoulders and allowed her to climb up first so that she could lower her hair down (she forwent her daily cutting for the sake of the plan) and let them climb up after her. Wally had started climbing first, then Roy, with Kaldur bringing up the rear.

"He touched my butt, missy!"

"Don't flatter yourself Prince Flasher, it's not like I wanted to touch your ass. I was just keeping you from falling." He put his hand back on Wally's butt and pushed, earning an indignant squawk from the younger boy, "Now move it!"

Wally complied with a grumble. "I wasn't even falling, you perv. . ."

"Could have fooled me. You certainly flailed enough."

"Will you all shut up? Are you trying to get us caught?" Artemis seethed (quietly) again, glaring down at them. Wally and Roy glared back (Kaldur agreed with her, but was too passive to voice his opinion) but complied, silently climbing her hair the rest of the way.

Once they were all inside, Wally let himself look around. They were in a laundry room. "All right, now we just need to find M'gann. . ."

"While avoiding the despicable duo and their mommy. . ." Artemis quipped.

"Should we split up to search and just meet back here?" Kaldur suggested, "It will be easier for us to hide as individuals, rather than as a group."

Wally nodded slowly. "Yeah, that'll probably be best. We'll cover more ground that way too." The mansion wasn't that big, as far as mansions go, but still. It was a mansion. Big was kind of in the definition.

"Oh my!"

They all turned to the door, where a certain green redhead was standing with a basket of laundry and a shocked expression.

"So much for being stealthy," Roy grumbled, crossing his arms.

Wally punched his shoulder, grinning, "Quit complaining Robin Hood (Roy frowned). This saves us a bunch of time! Hey M'gann!"

She closed the door behind her with her foot and carried the basket over to a wash tub and washboard. "Hello Prince Wally, Princess Artemis. I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon." She walked past them to the window and looked out. "Did you climb in through the window? That's kind of impressive. . ."

"Sure did, beautiful!" Wally boasted, thrusting his chest out. "And we'd scale even higher walls for you if we had to, right guys?"

They were silent until Artemis shrugged. "Maybe."

M'gann laughed when Wally's shoulders slumped and he started quietly chiding them for not being more chivalrous. "So, are you two going to introduce me to your friends?"

"What? Oh! Yeah, yeah! M'gann," Wally ran behind Kaldur and pushed him forward, "this is Kaldur! He lives right here in the kingdom! Kaldur, this is Princess M'gann!"

Kaldur took her hand and pressed a light kiss to her fingers, "The pleasure is all mine, my princess."

Her cheeks lit up. "Princess? Oh no, I'm just. . . plain old M'gann."

Wally ignored her, running over to Roy and grabbing his bicep, yanking him forward, "And this is Roy, from the Arrow Kingdom! He's Artemis' keeper."

Roy laughed while Artemis sputtered and protested behind him, and shook M'gann's hand. "Nice to meet you."

M'gann nodded. "Likewise. So, what brings all of you here? I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon."

"I got you something!" Wally piped up, taking off the burlap knapsack he had strapped to his back and digging inside. He pulled out a gorgeous pink gown and held it out to her. She took it hesitantly and he went back in the sack, "There's shoes in here too! We kind of had to guess your sizes. We figured you were about the same size as Artemis dress wise, but we got a size down with the shoes, cause Arty has big feet," Artemis hit him but he went on as if he didn't notice, "And I got you a necklace too!" He stood up, holding a pair of matching pink slippers in one hand and a pearl necklace in the other.

M'gann was gaping. "Prince Wally-what-I don't understand! What is this all for?"

Wally grinned like a madman. "It's all part of my plan! M'gann, we're going to get you into the castle to see your uncle," he took the flyer from his wallet and showed it to her, "There's a royal ball tonight. Everyone in the kingdom is invited. This is the perfect chance for you!"

"Prince Wally. . ."

"Just call me Wally."

". . . Wally. I couldn't possibly ask. . . this all must have been so expensive. . ."

Wally disregarded her worries with the wave of his hand, "Don't worry about the price, I just used my credit card," he held up the thin piece of wood, as if it was proof she shouldn't worry, "And you didn't ask. We're helping you because we want to, you didn't have to ask. I'm actually looking for family too," he gave her a lopsided grin, "Sort of. We won't be family until we get married. But these guys all offered to help me find her without me asking. . . well, Arty I sort of asked, but that's besides the point! Helping each other out is just what friends do."

Tears filled her eyes as she enveloped Wally in a hug, then turned to hug the rest in turn. "Thank you so much, all of you! This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. How can I ever repay you?"

"Just make sure you make a good impression on that uncle of yours, Megalicious," Wally said with a wink. She nodded enthusiastically.

"I will, I promise!"

They crossed to the window. "We'll escort you to the palace if you want. Will the steps let you out of the house?" Climbing out a window wearing a gown wasn't recommended, but they could probably handle it.

M'gann nodded, "Yes, my stepmother said I could go if I could find a gown. I had given up. . ."

"Will they be willing to take you with them?" Roy asked, eyebrow raised. Based on what Wally and Artemis had said, M'gann's "family" didn't seem like the most agreeable people.

"They should! They rented a carriage and everything!"

"We'll stick around just in case they leave without you," Artemis promised as she threw her hair out the window. Roy climbed down first, then Wally.

"Good luck, my princess," Kaldur said with a small bow, following after Wally.

Artemis glanced over to her and gave her a warm smile. "You're going to look beautiful, you know. Your uncle will love you."

M'gann was about to respond when Wally's voice cut her off, "Go ahead and jump, missy! I'll catch you!"

"Like you could, I'll catch her."

"No, I will. I caught her before, when I was rescuing her from your stupid tower."

Artemis rolled her eyes. "Boys, right? Good luck," he said, jumping from the window.

"Dude, Kaldur! I could have caught her!"

"Sorry Prince Weakling, but felt a little safer having Kaldur catch me."

Wally hrmph'ed, "You're right, I may not have been able to handle you. Since you're so fat and all-Ow!"

M'gann giggled lightly. Her new friends were so cute.

Let me explain something real quick.
Some of you may be questioning why some characters (Roy, M'gann, Barry, etc) use their real names while others (Aquaman, Wondergirl, Supergirl) get their superhero names. This is because the whole story takes place in Wally's subconscious. Some names he knows, some he doesn't. I figured, being best friends with know-it-all Robin, Wally has probably heard of nearly every hero, including Wondergirl and Supergirl (for future readers, they haven't shown up in the series yet, as I'm writing this), so he can incorporate them into his dreams without ever actually having met them. He doesn't, however, know their secret identities, so his mind makes do. Because it's a dream, he doesn't find their not-names odd.
I figured he doesn't know Aquaman's name simply because Aquaman is never really around, and not many people really seem to care about him anyway, haha.
Also, because this is a dream, (and more importantly, Wally's dream) he can use magical credit cards made out of wood.
And for the record, I love Supergirl. I don't know much about Wondergirl, but she seems nice enough. They are mean here, not because I hate them (cause I don't) but because I needed stepsisters and they struck me as the best choice, one being an original Young Justice member and the other being very widely known. So don't hate on me for hatin' because I'm not actually hatin'. =P