Hey! a few notes, first off,
Thanks to everyone who gave me ideas for more Arrow family dinner chapters, I'm writing one right now, I promise!
Also, in case anyone is interested, I'm working on a Batman parody of the Disney movie Tangled. There will be no slash, and Damian Wayne will be cast in the past of Rapunzel.
Last thing. When I posted the chapter Reincarnation and Hair Gel, a Guest star left several very nice reviews, thank you very much. However, one of them ended ;like this: Thank you, troll child. Thank you for considering plausible reactions, and trying to get Artemis used to weird things so that she can one day accept Wally liking her. Such a noble troll child.
And guess what my brothers new nickname for me is?
That's right, Troll Child.
*Sigh...*
~Heart
Robin narrowed his eyes, staring at the table. Then, he very carefully raised his hand, paused for a second, then brought it down hard.
Thwak!
"Ha-ha! Succe-" Robin's eyes opened wide, and he scowled. "No! Wally!"
Kid Flash sped over. "Dude, what's up?"
Robin pointed at the air between them. "I missed!"
Wally nodded. "Oh, I got this." He watched for a minute, then, quick as a flash, clapped his hands together hard. "One dead fly!"
"Thanks. That thing would not leave my sandwich alone!" Robin said gratefully.
"Anytime!"
Five Years Later
Nightwing waved his hand in front of his face, swatting at the distraction. "Stupid insect!"
"Oooh, look at it!" said Bart, speeding around the room to watch the fly.
"Flies are very useful you know," said Tim. "They help spread pollen."
"Flower powder?" asked Bart, dropping to one knee to watch the fly crawl around on the floor.
"Sure, flower powder."
The fly took off again, making straight for Nightwing's face. "Ack! Can somebody-"
Gulp
The Batboys froze in astonishment as Bart simply resumed his previous activity of watching TV with Tim, after having eaten the fly.
"Bart, you just…." Nightwing trailed off, unable to finish that sentence. "Things got weird with Wally, but never this weird. We had at least some semblance of sanity…"
"Pure protein," said Tim, flipping the channel.
"Tim, please tell me you have never eaten bugs," said his brother, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"It was an extreme survival situation," defended Tim.
"Bugs are a lot bigger in the future. More filling," said Bart. "Also, there are a whole lot less of them. Except in the junkyard," he shivered.
"What's the junkyard?" asked Tim.
"Um, can't tell you."
"Wait, why did you think I would eat bugs, unless forced to?" Tim asked Nightwing suddenly.
"I don't know, I found Jason in the garden eating dragonflies and pill bugs once," Nightwing said, tapping at the computer. "Looked like he was having fun…"
"The guy I took as my hero and role model? Note to self, rethink life."
Wally West walked into the room. "Found my hoodie. Ready to go, Bart?"
"Yep!" said Bart, bouncing up off the couch.
"Don't bother feeding him lunch, he ate a fly a few minutes ago," Nightwing said.
"He what?"
"He. Ate. A. Bug."
Wally looked at his cousin. "Why are you doing this? Can't you just catch the bug?"
Bart retuned the look with an eye roll. "I did! I had to catch it to eat it. I'm not just gonna lick it off the floor, people's shoes have been there. That's gross."
"Bart?"
"Yes Wally?"
"You're special, kid."
"So people keep telling me," said Bart.