Working With Red

New Partner, New Problems

Updated: 2021.08.19

The previous author's notes don't matter b/c everything was already dealt with; still, thank you for your time and love :3 

Okay, (Y/N). This name is super important. Which will you choose: Tiger Lily or Goldfinch?  

After another few minutes of your drastic mental debate, you finally gave in and let out an exasperated sigh as you held your head in your hands. 

"Dinah," you muttered, turning to the blonde, "as much as I love you, I. . . I think I'm going to have to go with Tiger Li--"

You were cut off as Roy let out an obnoxious whoop, throwing his hands up in the air. Dinah rolled her eyes, but smiled and placed a hand on your shoulder. 

"Honey, it's okay. I'm not upset," she replied. After a moment of hesitation, she added, ". . . that much." You groaned, slumping your shoulders. 

"I'm sorry!" You exclaimed. "This was just way to stressful, and, honestly, I'm still not totally on board with becoming a vigilante. . . but, I'll try my best, and if that requires me to become Tiger Lily, then I guess I'm all for it." Dinah grinned, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. 

"That's all that counts," she said, chuckling. "As long as you're happy with it, I am too." You smiled, though it came off as more of a grimace than anything else. 

"Thanks, Dinah," you wheezed, letting out a breath of relief when the blonde released you. You then turned to Roy, narrowing your eyes at his smirking figure. "Just to be clear, I didn't choose Tiger Lily because you threatened to end my life. I actually liked the name." 

"Either way, I win," Roy replied, shrugging. "That's all that matters to me." You felt your face growing warm with annoyance as you turned away from Roy and back toward Oliver. "So, about my suit. . . ?" 

"What about it?" Oliver replied. 

"What is it going to look like?" you asked. "Do I get to design it, or is that up to you and Dinah?" 

"It's your suit, (Y/N)," Oliver replied, chuckling. "Of course, you get to design it." You nodded, folding your arms over your chest. 

"This is going to be hard," you mumbled, sighing. "I have, like, no creative ideas! What would my suit even look like?" 

"Oh!" Roy exclaimed from the back of the room. "I say we dress her up in all orange, and then get her a huge, giant headdress that looks like flower petals! That'll get the bad guys' attention about our baby vigilante." You couldn't help but let out a frustrated growl, shooting Roy a scowl over your shoulder. 

"Like I said before, if you don't have any intelligible suggestions, you can leave," you muttered. Roy folded his arms over his chest, his smirk only growing. 

"Like I said before, I'm having too much fun," he mocked, sticking out his tongue. "Besides, I tend to have some good ideas, Tiger Lily." 

"Don't call me that," you hissed. 

"Why not? That's your new alias, isn't it?" Roy chided. "If you're going to react this way anytime someone calls you that, you probably shouldn't have chosen the name." 

"I meant, I don't want you to call me that," you muttered, glaring at the redhead. "Just because you suggested the name doesn't mean it's something you can hold over my head." 

"I beg to differ," Roy mumbled, rolling his eyes. 

"Alright, enough," Oliver stepped in, sighing. "You guys are acting ridiculous. You're supposed to be partners! You can't be acting like this on missions, you know."