AN: this has bad language, as half of this story involves WALLY. Really Wally? Do you have to swear so much?!
Wally: hey! Rude! Anyway, enjoy the story weirdos!
AN: don't call my readers weirdos!
Wally: shit, I'm sorry!
AN: WALLY!!!
Wally: .....sorry?
Wally's POV:
I lay back on the green sofas at Mt Justice, my shoulders sinking into the fabric.
Man I'm bored.
Where is bird brain when I need him?
Which is...pretty much all the time.
NOT LIKE THAT YOU PERVS!!
God.
Anyway, my boredom feels like a ten ton truck on my ass.
I really, REALLY need some excitement.
GOD DAMN IT NOT THAT KIND OF EXCITEMENT!!!
FML.
I see a phone on the coffee table.
Weird.
Wonder who left that lying around?
There could be private stuff on there! And who brings their phone to the Cave anyway?
I pick it up cautiously and look around like I'm expecting John Cena to suddenly burst through the door and yell "THAT'S JOHN CENA'S! Do do do doooo do do do doooo..."
Jesus Christ.
Anyway, I press the 'on' button and the screen lights up.
Crap.
It's password protected.
Luckily it's a number combination.
Hehehehhe.
I try all of the combinations in seconds thanks to my speed.
It's a four digit code.
The number is...
4378
Huh.
So I'm in now.
OH SHIT NOT LIKE THAT.
Ok...here goes.
HOLY SHIT.
Robins POV:
Where is my phone?!
Batmans going to FLIP when he finds out that I lost it!
It's got all of my pictures and stuff on it...you know, secret identity and all that! wouldn't be good if the team were to find it!
It is password protected...
But that doesn't calm me down at all.
God!
I knew I shouldn't have brought it with me!
I must have put it down somewhere...
But where?
I walk into the kitchen/living/sofa room to see Wally on the sofa, using his speed for something.
What is he doing?
I walk over slowly, I can faintly hear him humming a song...
Do do do doooo?
What is that?
I've heard that somewhere...
He smiles and stops using his speed.
What the hell?
When I get close enough I see...
HES GOT MY PHONE!!
I quickly ninja chop him in the neck, hitting his pressure point as he yells out "HOLY SHIT!"
I smile evilly as he collapses unconscious.
He drops the phone.
NO.
NO.
NO.
NO.
NO.
NO NO NO NO NO NO!
CRACK!
Mother fluffer!!!!
Wally's POV:
What the fuck was that?!
I wake up from being hit in the neck and having my world go black.
I can't tell how long I've been out, but it doesn't feel like long.
I hear a CRACK.
What the-
SHIT.
The phone is on the floor.
With the screen completely smashed in.
Robin is standing next to me.
He yells at me "WHAT THE FLUFF DUDE?!"
'fluff'? God, is the bat so particular on language that he makes rob say 'fluff' when he wants to swear? Man. Sucks to be him.
"Dude, is that yours?!"
"YES YOU NUGGET!"
Nugget? What the fuck?
"Dude! I'm so sorry!"
Damn.
I was so close to figuring out his secret identity too. (AN: yes...this is set in the time Wally didn't know Robins secret identity.)
I bet he had lots of person stuff on there...
FUCK OFF! IM NOT A PERVERT!
"Dude...you have no idea what you've just done..."
"Wha-"
The zeta tubes announce a visitor.
HOLY SHIT.
GOD NO.
ANYTHING BUT HIM.
Batman walks in.
SHIT.
AN: hoped you liked this silly nonsense! Batman is totally (mind my language) pi***d right now! See Wally, if you want to swear then star it out!
Wally: fuck that. I've got enough problems with bats here.
Batman: *growls*
Robin: we were playing...hide and seek?
Batman: *growls*
Robin: *gulps*
Wally: god...see you guys...if we live.
PEACE.
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