"Dude, seriously?!" Wally exclaimed as he struggled to walk into the kitchen, glaring at the thirteen year old holding onto his ankle and currently being drug across the floor.

"Let go!"

"Nuh-uh."

"Dude!" Wally restated, trying to get out of Robin's grip, and giving him the 'I like you but am really hating you right now' look. Sighing in defeat, he decided to try asking again. "Why are you attached to me like a leech again?"

Looking up at his best friend and flashing a winning smile, Robin replied, "Wolf wouldn't let me ride him around the Cave, so you're my last source of transport."

"What the heck Rob?! Um, your legs?"

Sighing, Robin told him in a worn out voice, "Too tired to use them today."

Rolling his eyes, Wally struggled over to the fridge to grab some leftover Panda Express, Robin sliding on the floor behind him.

"Hey, pass me some Orange Chicken."
"No."

A few minutes passed in silence before Wally finally inquired, "Why are you so tired anyway? Thought Bats wanted you to take it easy after that case at the Whitney and Whitney Circus."

"I stayed up all night the last two nights." the small acrobat replied in a 'duh' voice, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Because...?"

"Well, the first night I was researching on the internet."

"About?"

"What the heck happened in Budapest."

"..."

"..."

"And the second night?"

"Bubble wrap, man."

"Ah." Wally breathed out, as if that were a perfectly understandable and legitimate reason, then bent down and tried to pry his ankle out of Robin's small but friggin strong hands.

Dang kid had an iron grip. However, Wally wasn't his best friend for nothing - he knew Robin's weaknesses, and enough was enough; call him a drama queen, but he was pretty sure circulation was being lost below that ankle.

Playing the only card he had left, Wally began mercilessly tickling Robin's rib cage, resulting in uncontrollable laughter that made the redhead grin; this was too easy. Just as the grip on his ankle was starting to loosen (he was pretty sure there would be bruises), Black Canary walked into the kitchen. Quirking an eyebrow at the pair, she asked in a teasing voice, "Not interrupting a moment, am I?"

Laying on the floor panting from his laughter, Robin scowled at her and retorted in a breathless voice, "We're not a couple!"

"If anyone calls me Katniss after this, I swear you won't live to regret it." Artemis threatened as The Hunger Games started on the TV in the Cave. "Hey," she added as an afterthought, "Raise your hand if you read the book."

Two hands went up, hers and Robin's, who she wasn't really expecting much of a response from; he and Wally had been nodding off only to jerk awake again since they sat down on the couch.

"Mmph." Robin complained, rubbing his eyes beneath his ever-present sunglasses. Mumbling almost inaudibly, he moaned, "I need an energy drink."

A statement that elicited the fastest and most alert reaction to be seen from Wally all evening, as he sat straight up and reprimanded Robin with a firm "No."

Guessing there was a story behind that one.

"Are you two okay?" M'gann asked in a concerned voice, noticing the boys' fatigued state.

"Ya," Artemis chimed in, "Whats up with you two?"

"Late night." was Wally's meager explanation.

"Doing...?" Connor asked, now interested in the conversation.

"Stealing road signs." Robin deadpanned, reveling in the 'WTF?' expressions of his teammates.

Breaking the silence, Artemis stammered out in her bewilderment, "Th..thats, um, thats not what I was expecting..."

"Ya, I can tell from the looks on your faces." the smirking thirteen year old told her, yawning as his head fell onto Wally's shoulder, the only pillow available. "You're not watching the movie." he pointed out to his still staring friends.

"Ya, fine, we'll leave you two lovebirds alone." Artemis commented, knowing exactly what Robin was going to say next.

"Oh for the love of peace...we're not a couple!"

"You lost it?!"

"I told you to watch it, this isn't my fault!"

"Hey, I wasn't the one to bring it in here in the first place Shortie!"

"I'm not short, I'm space efficient."

"Just shuddup and find the darn thing."

"You shut up."

"No, you shut up!"

Robin raised his hand up in a stop motion, putting a finger to his lips in a 'be quiet' signal. Whispering, he asked, "Do you hear that?"

Soft chirping could be heard from a distance, probably a hallway or two away. The pair had just started to move towards the chirping, kind of cheeping, when a shrill scream sounded throughout the Cave.

"The HELL did I just step in?" Artemis yelled.

A moment passed before Wally muttered one word under his breath: "Crap."

Stealthily trying to avoid Artemis and still follow the chirping and cheeping sounds, Robin and Wally bickered in low voices as they moved down the hall.

"Let's keep it you said, it's cute you said." Wally grumbled.

"Hey, you didn't exactly put up an argument against it!"

"Actually, I said I'd rather get a duckling. There's a difference!"

"I really hope Wolf doesn't smell it, cause Edwin literally tastes like chicken."

"No duh, Sherlock, cause it IS a chick. Wait, you named the cursed fluffy yellow tennis ball? Hey...there! There it is! Get over here Edwin, ya fuzzy little bastard!" Wally exclaimed as Robin scooped up the chick.

Two Hours Later:

Walking down the hall to their respected rooms, Robin and Wally were exhausted with relief at being rid of the chick. It didn't seem to cutely innocent anymore.

"I am so glad that is over."

"Man, I am done with chicks."

"Honestly not into them at all anymore, don't care how cute they are; what a disaster that was."

"Totally over chicks."

Connor had walked out of his room as as they passed, with a confused expression on his face. The two greeted him with "Hey dude." and "Sup."

Connor nodded his greeting as they passed. Going in the opposite direction, he suddenly turned around, and asked, "So, uh, if you guys aren't into chics, does that mean you are together?" He sounded pretty confused as to what was really going on between the two of them.

Robin and Wally turned around at the same time, with identical looks of realization on their faces...righhht...superhearing.

Well crap.

"Listen. for the billionth time: We. Are. NOT. A. Couple."

I know, I've been gone forever.

But the friggin garage flooded! Stupid water leak. Man.

Plus...getting into Supernatural probably had something to do with my hiatus...

Heh, *guilty eyes*

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