Thank you to SawyerG for giving me the idea for this little addition to the story.

Disclaimer - the people that own Arrow are the people that own Arrow. I am not one of those people.

The red Mini slowed to a stop on the top level of one of the multi-story parking structures that surrounded Starling International airport. The dark night sky hung over the small vehicle as it turned to face a large SUV and it's driver, a slender woman, sat on the lowered tailgate.

The woman looked up at the newcomer with a grim expression. Hopping down with a huff, she approached the drivers door as it opened.

'Laugh and I will find the most embarrassing image of you and ensure it's plastered over every single monitor A.R.G.U.S. has that I can get my digital hands on.'

The bright green hair of the newcomer didn't dampen the deadly glare and the dark promise, 'I see the three amigos got to you as well?'

'Unfortunately so,' A roar of a motorbike engine cut into the night, a sleek yellow machine hopping off the ramp and skidding towards the two vehicles, 'They also got Thea.'

'I thought they got over these death wishes ages ago?' Felicity Queen grumbled, glancing over to Lyla Diggle, 'What the hell did Roy to to piss Thea off this time?'

'I think we're about to find out,' Lyla rubbed the marks on her forehead. The bike screeched to a stop, it's rider pulling their helmet off to reveal her bright red hair tied in a ponytail, 'Oh...'

'They got you too Lis?' Thea growled, her thunderous face scarily like her brothers, before turning to Lyla, 'what did Diggle do to you?'

'I was woken up by our daughter bouncing on my stomach dressed like Oliver and three arrows stuck to my forehead as Sara babbled about failing the sandbox!' Lyla grumbled sourly, 'not exactly the way I like being woken up of a morning.'

'I take it this is a covert strategy meeting to devise our revenge on our men?' Felicity couldn't stop glancing at Thea's bright hair as she sat astride her bike, 'how the hell did Roy find a bottle that goes as bright as it's left you?'

'Don't know,' Thea snapped, 'Don't care. Revenge must be gained and it must be swift and brutal. We need to hit the idiots where it hurts them the most.'

'The balls?' Felicity frowned. She was met by twin stares, Thea's including a chuckle.

'No, but I like your style Lis,' The red haired vigilante smirked dangerously, 'i'm thinking of taking a pair of scissors to Roy's hoodie collection.'

'You want revenge,' Lyla shook her head, 'destroying his beloved hoodie collection is a step too far, but you've given me an idea.'

'Oh?'

'Johnny loves his novelty boxers,' Lyla giggled, 'maybe if I mess with them, he'll think twice before letting Sara play sandbox heroine again.'

'I've put itching powder in Oliver's spare suit,' Felicity grinned and chucked a thumb over her shoulder at her car, 'when we go from here, I'm gonna drop by the Lair and switch the suits over, then wait for the fun to start. Should I leave the tub here with you?'

'Hell no,' Lyla took a step back, the unusual sight of fear on her face un-nerving both Thea and Felicity, 'I'm going nowhere near a tub of that stuff. Last time someone got me with that stuff almost hit them.

'An expected reaction,' Thea shrugged.

'I used a laser guided RPG instead,' The simplicity of the statement stilled the trio, the mother blinking at the flabbergasted stares she received, 'What?'

'You used a laser guided RPG as revenge for an itching powder prank?' Felicity stuttered.

'Freaking badass!' Thea held her palm up for Lyla to slap, the youngest of the group cackling loudly when the call was answered, 'So Ollie's getting sent mad, Diggle's getting his junk messed with and Roy? What's the plan now I can't slice and dice his hoodies?'

'Oh!' Felicity snapped her fingers after a minute of silence, 'Barry was telling me about the time he ate a Ghost Chilli to prove his... Something or other, I don't remember what it was he was doing but I know there was a woman involved.'

'Oliver's always grumbling about Roy's infernal meta human-ish ability to find food in the lair and eat it,' Felicity watched Thea's face light up as she cottoned onto the idea, 'One of us rigs up a sandwich that'll blow his socks clean off and we leave it in the open. There's no way he can resist a rogue plate of food. I can pick up the stuff I need on my way to the Lair so it's in place before the guys turn up later.'

'And that's why she's the brains of the operation!' Thea crowed, 'And if one of the other two eats some, then we get them as well.'

'So we're agreed?' Lyla turned to each woman, receiving nods in reply, 'Good. Felicity will set the traps, then head home. When Oliver leaves for the Lair, you,' Lyla pointed at Felicity, 'Will call me and I will pick up both of you so we can sit around the block from the club and await the idiots reactions.'

'I'll set up a couple of cameras so we can watch the hammers fall,' Felicity checked her watch, 'We have four hours until operation...'

'Revenge?' Thea shrugged, a grimace on her face at her weak suggestion.

'Four hours until Operation Revenge is active,' Lyla turned back to her SUV as Thea donned her matte black helmet, 'Look alive ladies. The game is afoot.'

Just as quickly as the three vehicles arrived on the top level of the structure they left again, with each driver smirking to themselves in anticipation of their different forms of revenge to the men they loved.