A/N: So someone commented that in the texts, Wally and Robin sounded like preteen girls. And they did. I'm totally not ashamed to admit that. However, because a couple other people asked me to continue (which made my day, by the way), I decided to write a little sequel/prequel that tells you why they are such preteen girls when they text. Hint: it has something to do with Roy.
Preteen Girls
Wally could tell you specifically when his texting skills broke down to what Artemis so kindly called 'Tween Girl Speak', because it had just been one of those glorious moments in his life. Really, it was up there with when his experiment totally worked and he found out that his uncle was the Flash.
He, Dick, and Roy had been in a private chat room that Dick had come up with. It was super-secured, and totally safe, which made talking a lot easier. This way they didn't have to be bothered with coming up with some ridiculous code-speak for the superhero stuff.
Anyways, they had been talking like normal teenage boys.
Wally: Dudes, I am eating the best sandwich ever right now. Turkey and my Aunt's homemade cranberry sauce, FTW!
Dick: No way it can be better than Alfred's Chicken Salad! It's like biting into a piece of chicken-covered heaven.
Roy: Please, both of you are wrong. I may hate him, but Ollie's chili is just about the greatest thing ever created.
Wally: …You have got to be kidding me. Do you even have taste buds? I'm a speedster, and therefore will eat just about anything, but that stuff is… well… it's…
Dick: Disgusting. Heavy on the dis'. As in not 'gusting. At all.
Roy: You are both just wimps. That stuff is great.
Wally: He uses like… the hottest peppers ever and… other stuff I don't even want to talk about! Superman couldn't eat it and he has like a supertongue!
Dick: Haha, supertongue! Anyways, Wally's totally right! Bruce couldn't eat it with a straight face!
Roy: This all means nothing to me.
Wally: Face it, you're crazy.
Dick: Totally insane.
Wally: Absolutely ridsahfnbjdf
Dick: Um, Wally? Are you trying to make up words? 'Cause if you are, you're totally failing!
Roy: Wally? You there?
Wally: OMG!
Dick: OMG?
Roy: …
Wally: OMG.
Dick: !
Roy: ?
Wally: IDK, MY BFF DICK?
Dick: LOL. IDK, MY BFF WALL?
Wally: Wall? Really, Dick? IDK, MY BFF ROY?
Roy: …
Wally: Anyways, that was sparked from just about the greatest thing ever happening to me.
Dick: What? TELL ME!
Wally: Jeez, pushy much? JK! But guess what? I HAVE TICKETS TO THE CONCERT!
Dick: What concert? OMG WAIT NO! THAT CONCERT! OMGOMGOMGOMG!
Roy: WILL YOU STOP CHATTING LIKE A 12 YEAR OLD GIRL ALREADY?
Dick: …
Wally: ...
Wally: Why, does it bother you?
Roy: YES! It's so fucking annoying!
Dick: Hey, Wals, you thinking what I'm thinking?
Wally: Trolling now and forever, my love!
Roy: Oh god, what now?
Dick: IDK, Roy-boy, but, I, like saw the cutest guy at the mall today! *squee*
Wally: OMG REA-LLAY? I have to know. Details, bitch!
Dick: LOL! He was like so, totally, HAWT, ya know?
Wally: IDK, my BFF Dick!
Roy: Both of you. I hate you. So much.
Wally: Aw! We love you too, sweetie!
Roy: I will leave.
Dick: But, bay-bee! You can't do that to us!
Wally: Yea! We're like your BFFs! You know- FOREVER! 3
Roy: Seriously. I will leave.
Dick: Wally, honey, guess what?
Wally: OMG what?
Dick: I love you!
Wally: I love you too!
Roy has signed out.
Wally: Haha! He's so funny.
Dick: I know, right? Anyways, what was this about a concert? Because I honestly have NO IDEA what you were talking about.
Wally: Oh, I was just trolling you. I saw the commercial on TV, had a minor spazz attack, and then decided to make my dreams of saying that to someone come true.
Dick: I see. So… you want to do that to Roy every time we see him?
Wally: Please, I want to do that to EVERYONE!
Dick: Oh yes, like the way you think. :)
Wally: I like the way I think too! ;) We have so much in common.
Dick: Psh!
And that was that. After that day, Wally and Dick used every possible text, chat, or phone call (especially to Roy) to sound like preteen girls. Because it made people so angry! The first time that he and Dick had called each other and started talking like something from a bad teen movie, his uncle had given him this look. It was pretty funny. Dick said the same thing, but he also implied that the look appeared on Bruce's face a lot when it came to Wally. Wally wasn't really sure what to think of that.
As he was thinking of this, he wandered around the park he was at and plopped down on a bench, vaguely contented but also kind of bored. He wondered what Dick was up to when…
This really hot guy walked up to his bench, back flipped off of it (somehow), and then handed him a slip of paper before winking and walking away. Wally stared after him, then looked down at the paper. It was a phone number. He smiled. Yay!
But he totally had to tell someone about this. So he did, texting Dick what just happened. His day wasn't so boring after all.