Mission One Down

You know, life's pretty good. Moves fast, but I like it that way. I mean, duh, I'm freaking Kid Flash. Speed is my middle name... or at least it should be. Wally Speed West. Yup, sounds pretty darned awesome. Better than Rudolph, seriously.

I yawn and shake out my messy, red locks. I return my hand to the bowl of chocolate chip cookies in my criss-crossed lap and continue to stare vacantly at the TV. I pick one up and stuff it in my mouth. I chomp on it loudly and lean back into the couch as I continue to think.

Haha, yeah, epic. Hmm...

I look straight up at the ceiling.

I wonder where Robin is. I've been waiting for what... three hours? Hope he isn't hurt. That'd suck...

I picture Rob with a giant scar slashed across his face, his domino mask all askew, blood running from his little nose bridge to his pale, perfect cheek--

Wait. What am I thinking?

I shake my head at myself and scoff.

I mean, geez man, I've been going out with M'gann for about three months. Life. Is. Goood.

I smile at myself contentedly and stuff another cookie in my mouth.

It only took a load of nagging her, lots of my snazzy pickup lines, and a loss in the cash savings department. So then why the hell does Rob keep crossing my mind?

I frown and glare at the TV, as if it should know all the answers. I take a violent bite out of a cookie and growl slightly.

I mean, he's my best bud after all. We've done a lot of work together and always hang around. I see him basically 24/7, especially since hero duty never sleeps. And we've done our fair share of all nighters with video games. But, it's like... since I hooked up with M'gann, freaking Robin's been AWOL. He's been avoiding me you know? And on top of that, he's been going on a lot of unnecessary missions at night. You know, patrols and stuff. He could seriously get his nice a@# kicked--

Woah man. What the hell.

I shake my head again and smack my ear, mumbling, "Stupid me, stop thinking those things!"

Seriously. Who thinks of their best friend like that? Especially their best GUY friend. I totally have the hots for M'gann but like... I dunno. It's different. Rob and I are super comfortable around each other. I mean, sure we've had to change in front of each other quick and stuff, but that's not what I mean. I mean like... I feel at ease around the guy. I can relax and stuff. We've had to share a bed a few times and it was like... cool. Yeah. Cool. Kind of an understatement. More like I couldn't let Robin go. Like uh... Like a magnet pull or something. He's really fluffy like a teddy bear, nice and small and comfortable... AGH. I did it again!

I shake my head violently and dive my hand back into the bowl. It meets the empty bottom and I look down to glare. All that's left in the bowl is crumbs. I hiss slightly in annoyance and toss the bowl aside and onto the floor carelessly. I shut off the TV and lay back on the couch, folding my hands behind my head. I stare up at the ceiling vacantly, the room dimly lit now because of the lack of TV light.

This... what is this anyway? It's like... a feeling in my chest. This 'feeling' is NOT the kind that I get from M'gann. Not at all. I think she's hot and stuff, but like... honestly... I think she's got the hots for Superboy. I mean she gives him all these looks and I could swear she's doing this to make him jealous. ... Yeah, she is.

I squint and make a face.

She totally is. It probably was Artemis' idea.

I sit up and shut my eyes in thought.

Okay. Getting that out the way, let me think straight. Just about Robin. So maybe I don't know much about his past. He doesn't love talking about it, which I understand. Bats told me his parents were killed and after that he adopted him from an acrobat thing at the circus. Yeah, I know his name is Dick Grayson and all but like... I dunno man, it doesn't seem right to call him that or pry or anything. I wonder how he'd react if I called him Dick. He'd probably get reaaal pissed... but hey, he's kinda cute when he's pissed. Oh fine. You know what? I admit it to myself now.

I freaking have a crush on my best friend.

There. I did it! In my head anyway. Mission one down..? Yeah...

My eyes narrow as I come to a realization.

Mission... hmm...

A certain glint flashes at the corner of my eyes. "That's it!" I shoot up and exclaim with a snap of my fingers. "I'll make it my mission!" I shout out loud proudly, receiving a shout back from my Uncle Barry.

"WALLY! Do you realize what time it is?!" His tone is enough to make me cringe.

"SORRY!" I shout back, wincing as I lie back down. I listen to him huff and shut his door before grinning devilishly.

I got it. I'll make it my mission to, you know, explore these feelings. I mean... it's definitely worth it. He's definitely worth it.

I can feel my face shining with determination as my heart begins to race.

And I mean... there could be a chance that uh... he could uh...

I shake my head and scoff at myself.

Psh. Wishful thinking. Either way... I can definitely take down this beast. All I've got to do is think of it like a mission. And mission two is... see Dick's face. Oh yeah. I'm going there. I'll just... speed up real fast and take that domino mask right off his face. By the time it's off, he won't even realize. I'll have to go super fast of course, because he does evade pretty well and has begun to tell my patterns but... I'll get him. I'll definitely get him.

I chuckle to myself.

I wonder what kind of face he's got under there...