Okay! Here we go! Also, I don't know the actually numbers for Flash and Kid Flash, sooo... if you do know, just mentally fix it. He, he. So here you go! Please enjoy and if you don't review then I will be very, very, very sad...

DISCLAIMER: Kid Flash: I rock!

Me: I know, Kid Mouth.

Kid Flash: I am a free human being!

Me: Technically, you're a meta-human, so does that give DC a right to own you?

Kid Flash: NO!

Me: What about me, can I own you?

Kid Flash: You witch! No one owns me! I can outrun anyone!

Me: What about Batman or Robin?

Kid Flash: I'm not going to answer that

Robin: I own you.

Kid Flash: *sigh* Fine...

"FLASH: 06. KID FLASH: B03."

They all heard this just milliseconds after their outburst.

"Guys?" they all turned angrily to the voice, the owner of which was a very frightened Captain Marvel.

"What?"

"Um… I got more bad news."

They waited.

"Well- uh, this morning Batman brought Robin, and Robin was thoughtful enough to bring a couple dozen Agent A cookies…" A cacophony of "Aws.." filled the room. Adorable little Robin (he was only ten, by the way).

"BUUTT… they're gone."

Needless to say, this got less "Aws.." and more "FLASH!'s".

For a minute they were quiet, and then, all at once, Green Arrow yelled: "GET THEM!"

And, in a flurry of capes, they were whisked to Central City.

To get the Speedsters.

####OOHH! IT'S A LINE BREAK! I KNEW IT WASN'T PART OF THE STORY####

"I think we lost them!" Sighed Kid Flash, sliding down the wall in S.T.A.R. Labs.

"No! Just, no!" Caitlin stomped up to them.

"Aw, come on, Caitlin! Let us stay!"

"If the League is after you, you'd better RUN. AWAY."

"But Caity…!" Wally tried to use puppy eyes, a tactic he knew Robin had perfected into even getting Batman to soften up. Maybe it was his lack of huge, electric blue eyes, but Wally just didn't have it. What he did get, however, was a glare and a push out the door along with Barry.

"Go away, and remember dinner! Now shoo! Run for your pie-eating lives!"

Barry sighed but nodded. "Fine, Caitlin. But when you ever need any help from us…"

"OH, shut up and leave!"

"Fine! We're leaving." Barry stomped out, following his younger partner.

"UUUMMM… Barry? We have a problem." Wally gulped.

"Wha- oh." Outside, right in front of them hovered the very angry Man of Steel.

"RUN!" They screamed at the same time, dashing in opposite directions of Superman.

Sooo... short, I know, but here you go!

Also:

Three-Year-Old Robin from my fic "Batman's Baby Birds" says: "Te rog revizuieste? Vă rog?" (Please review? Please?)

Merci, et au revoir! (That's French, not Romanian)

~Universe