Wally picked up a magazine, laughing at the cover. Curious, Dick looked at what he was reading, but then shoved him away with an indignant, "Dude! Seriously?!"
He continued walking down the sidewalk while Wally paid a dollar for the magazine.
Gossip magazine, that is.
Gossip magazine with Richard Grayson on the cover, to be more accurate..
Well, to be absolutely accurate, it was a gossip magazine with Richard Grayson flipping someone off, on the cover.
Catching up with Dick, Wally, proudly announced, "I'm gonna frame this."
Looking quite grumpy, Dick just growled out, "I TOLD you they were stalking us that day. Next time, don't convince me to take off the sunglasses and hat - not that I'm going to listen to you again anyway."
"Out of curiosity, how did that go over with Bruce?"
A scorching look from Dick was a sufficient enough answer.
Looking at the magazine again, Wally then started singing, "If you wanna be rich - you got to be a bi- "
"STOP." Dick cut him off, glancing around to make sure nobody had heard anything. Lowering his voice, he then hissed at Wally, "And you wonder why I was flipping you off?"
Wally simply laughed, at his best friend's expense. "At least I wasn't in the picture," he told the thirteen year old, in an attempt to make him feel slightly better, "Can you imagine the headlines? Guess what you'd be shouting at the press for the next six months?"
In reply, Dick grumbled out, "We're not a couple."
Wally was hanging in his room at the cave, going through all of his laundry and trying to find some shirts, when he heard a dull but loud thump from across the hall. It sounded like it came from Robin's room, and was an object hitting the wall.
Sighing at what he suspected was going on, he crawled out from under his bed, heading towards Dick's room. Knocking on the door, he loudly asked, "Rob? Its, me, you ok?"
It was hardly surprising when he didn't receive an answer, and Wally took it as an invitation to come in.
Expecting the worse, he opened the door - his suspicions had proven to be correct. Dick was was sitting on his bed, knees pulled to his chest and glaring at what must have been an offending object - the object he had hurled at the wall.
Sure enough, Wally saw a book on the ground - blue with what looked like clouds on it. The thirteen year old was glaring accusingly at it; maybe he hoped to develop laser vision if he glared hard enough.
Sitting himself down next to Dick on the bed, Wally threw an arm around his shoulders and nudged him a bit. "Now what did that poor book ever do to you? I think you killed it."
Apparently that was the wrong choice of words to use because Dick just buried his face in his hands and groaned out, "That book is ruining my life."
"Surely it isn't worse than Mockingjay? I thought you had gone comatose that time."
Dick just heavily sighed, then decided to bury his face into Wally's shoulder instead of his hands. Pulling him into a sideways hug, Wally, consoled him by saying, "It'll get better in a few days. Okay?"
This, too, was apparently the wrong thing to say.
Punctuating each word with a whack, Dick ground out, "Don't." - smack - "Say." - smack - "That." - smack - "Word." - smack.
Suddenly, Dick shoved on his sunglasses, a mere second before Artemis and M'gann passed the door.
Pausing, Artemis teasingly asked, "Having a little spat, are we?"
Her and M'gann began giggling, even before Robin loudly protested, "We're not a couple!"
"You have to do it. Did you do it yet?" Dick shouted at Wally, who was in his bathroom at the Cave.
"There's no way." Wally yelled back, voice filled with horror, shock, and indignation.
"You lost the bet - you have to accept the consequences of losing. It's like, the universal law," Robin loudly informed him, patiently waiting as he switched from doing a headstand, to supporting himself with just his thumb.
"Pfft, what would you know about laws?"
"Quit stalling!" the acrobat exclaimed as he texted Roy with his free hand.
Opening the bathroom door, Wally walked out.
Wearing tight zebra print pants.
"Do these make me look fat?" he asked, but his question most likely wasn't even heard over the extremely loud, gut wrenching laughter coming from Robin.
Who had collapsed, and was now lying on the floor in his hysteria, unable to calm down enough to be able to support himself.
At this point Wally started yelling about 'knowing better than to ever make a bet with you' and 'shut up will'ya?!"
Maybe it was a minute later, maybe it was an hour later, but Connor appeared in the doorway amid Robin's laughter and Wally's obscene shouting.
Covering his ears with his hands, he exclaimed, "Stop!", but then wore a very confused expression, and had to yell to be heard as he asked, "IS THIS A STRIP TEASE?!"
Robin was still on the floor; he looked to be choking on his own laughter as he had the camera on his phone pointed at Wally. His reply was lost from the wheezing as he tried to catch his breath, then more fits of hysteria, but Connor thought he heard him say something that sounded almost like, "We're not a couple!"
Okso short chapter and not as funny, but the next one will better :)
Sorry it's just that I played that game called Slenderman and am a teensy bit traumatized...erm, uh, ya, Not my cup of tea and NOT MY DIVISION holy shoot that is some scary crap.
This shoutoutgoes to Miss Quiet Writer - mwuah! haha
BTW the book Robin was reading in case you weren't sure, is The Fault in Our Stars. D:
I'll see you in the next chapter, and hopefully I don't see slendermanin some obscene nightmare
Until we meet again :)