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I don't really have enough time for the mailbag right now so I'll do it next chapter but… here's a new chapter! ^_^

Young Justice is not mine.

"Come on." The teen boy muttered. "Come on, West. You can do this, just a couple more minutes."

Fifteen year old Wally West paced the floors of his bedroom, waiting for something that would soon come. He wondered why it was taking so long; of course his uncle took forever, but his aunt was never late.

A frustrated growl escaped his lips before he heard a car arriving and looked out the window to see his aunt and uncle exiting the vehicle. "Yes!" He cheered as he ran out his room and to the door.

As they opened the door they were greeted by the redhead teen who rushed past them. "Wally?"

"I'll be back later!" He called back to them before disappearing form their sight.

Once he was sure they could no longer see him, he took off at incredible speeds – never once stopping. He really hated keeping the truth from them sometimes, but what else can you do when your uncle is the Flash?

Besides, it wasn't like he did anything bad with his powers. He just enjoyed having fun, wasn't that what all teenagers did? Given… not all teens were as fast as he was, but that hardly mattered.

"Whatever." He muttered before stopping to change his outfit and afterwards coming to a halt in front of the town's main square. His eyes set on the two figures egging the Flash's statue.

One of the two turned to him, a grin on the boy's lips. "Yo, Flashy!"

"Blitz." He walked up to both of them, arms crossed. "How many times do I have to remind you that, Trickster?"

"But…" The boy known as Trickster whined, pointing at the statue. "You're starting to sound like him!"

A scoff escaped from the junior speedster's lips as he pressed his hands to his heart. "If you wanted to hurt my feelings, good job."

"Stop being a drama queen, Wally." The other figure replied, pulling out a roll of toilet paper. "Now, are you going to help or not?"

He rolled his eyes but took the roll nonetheless. "Whatever, Piper." As soon as the words left his mouth he turned away, speeding at unspeakable levels around the statue until the whole thing was covered in toilet paper. Once he stopped, he looked up at his work with a huge grin on his features. "Perfection, don't you think?"

"I don't know…" Trickster held up a can of spray paint towards each of the other teens. "It could be improved."

Both of them grabbed their cans, smirking. "I like the way you think, James." Wally replied before the three of them set to work once again.

All of them wrote something different, consisting of "Blitz waz here" courtesy of Trickster, "Flasher sucks" from Pied Piper,and "Go Rogues" written by Wally – to which Piper snorted and raised an eyebrow in question. "You're not even a Rouge, Wall-man. Keep declining to accept the offer, remember?"

"I know." The redhead replied with a grin. "But you guys do rock, don't you?"

A gasp came from Trickster's lips as he ran over to them. "I got an idea!"

"Oh no…" Wally began, only to be smacked upside the head by Piper.

"What is it, James?" The boy asked curiously.

"We should go rob a bank!" The teen replied excitedly. "Blitz's never come with us during a heist before!"

"No thanks, Trick. I don't do heists." He looked around. "Besides… we should probably split before you-know-who realizes what we're doing to his monument."

"Vldemort?!" James asked with hopeful eyes.

The speedster couldn't help but facepalm. "No! I meant Flash!" Wally sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "Seriously, we should go."

"The night is still young." Piper crossed his arms before realization dawned on his face. "Oh, Cold said to give you this." He pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to the speedster. "Said you'd need it or somethin' like that, I don't remember… Just thought I'd give it to you before either of us forgot it or anything…"

He reluctantly took the slip, looking at the numbers on it oddly. "Okay… what do I do with it..?"

"Call it of course!" James replied, jumping in front of the speedster and grinning widely. "What else do you do with a number like that? Maybe we can prank call it, yeah we should! Let's go find a phone, huh? Can we?"

"James, lay off on the sugar." Wally replied before slipping the paper into his pocket. "And I really have to go, can't be late for dinner."

"Tell your folks you're staying at a friend's house!" Piper complained, pouting slightly so the boy could see. Trickster followed suit and joined him.

"Please?"

"Guys, you know I ca-" He was cut off by the sound of someone approaching at super-speed. "Gotta run, don't let him catch you again!" And with that he was off, only faintly hearing the goodbyes of his friends as he ran back to change before heading to his home once more.

As he looked up, he realized just how much time he'd spent out; the sun had already begun to go down. Sighing, the boy entered the house slowly before walking over to the kitchen where he was sure his aunt was cooking. "Hey, Wally." She greeted with her back to him, looking over the stove.

"Hey, Aunt Iris." He replied, walking over to the fridge and pulling out an apple. "What's to eat?"

"You'll see." She smiled, glancing over at him. "Barry ran out not even ten minutes ago, he should be back soon."

"Okay." The redhead forced himself to sound less snarky than usual, reminding himself that he had nothing against Iris herself. "I'll be in my room till then."

"Alright, I'll call you down when it's done."

He didn't reply as he made his way up the stairs and to his room, plopping down on the bed while simultaneously pulling out the scrap of paper in his pocket. "I wonder…" He muttered to himself.

Was he really prepared to go deeper into this? Vandalizing the city with Trickster and Pied Piper was one thing but… Cold was a complete different story. Then again, if this was Captain Cold then it was definitely something that could end up hurting his uncle… or it could be something fun. In a split second decision he sat up and reached out for the phone.

If they wanted him to call the number, then he'd definitely be sure to call.

And he'd figure out what exactly it was that was going on.

I'm hungry… cookies anybody? :3 And if memory serves me right... Artemis is next... OH YES! XD You people are going to love it, I think it's going to be the best chapter so far... so review and I'll post it as soon as possible. :3

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