A/N: So sorry this took so long.

It was another quiet Friday night in Central City. It was Wally's parents' wedding anniversary and he had somehow managed to convince them to go out for the night. Since no one wants to be alone on a Friday night, he invited his best friends ("I have other friends, shut up!") over to hang out after 3 weeks of pure stress and solitude.

Dick sat on the far left side of the couch with Wally next to him, Kaldur in the middle and Roy on the far right. Some crappy movie was being ridiculed by the cast of Mystery Science Theater 3000 on Netflix, but none of the boys bothered to pay attention. They were all occupied with lazy chatter and genuinely enjoying each other's company.

It was actually quite nice before our dearest Wallace decided to open his mouth.

"OK," he said, seizing the attention of the archer and the acrobat and an exasperated glare from their substitute mom. "Which rodent is the scariest?"

"Beaver," Roy said without hesitation, earning a snicker from Robin and puzzled looks from Kaldur and Wally. "First of all, not that kind of beaver, Dick. Second of all, their teeth can cut through wood. I can't even do that with my hands, like, what the fuck?"

Wally nodded in understanding. Kaldur just blinked. Robin was still snickering.

"Well," Wally began,"I'm personally freaked out by squirrels. Their blank eyes just stare at you while they consume the unborn children of countless oak trees."

"Ok, why?" the Atlantean all but whined as he buried his face in his webbed hands.

"Well, which rodent are you freaked out by?" Wally asked with arms folded across his chest. It was a very sensitive subject... to someone...probably...

"Most rodents make me somewhat uncomfortable," Kaldur said in that firm tone that meant he wouldn't be elaborating his answer, nor would he be answering any more questions.

Roy blatantly ignored his friends dramatics and instead defensively responded, "Beavers are way weirder than squirrels. They have two different eyelids!"

"One word!" the younger ginger exclaimed. "Rabies! Ya like rabies, Harper?!"

Before the archer could so much as think of a witty retort, Robin spoke up. "Naked mole rat."

"What?" his three older companions asked in unison.

"Naked mole rat," he repeated matter-of-factly. "They can't get cancer and they're 50 shades of fugly."

When his comment was met by silence, he smiled victoriously and returned his attention to movie. He may have also spammed their phones with pictures of naked mole rats for the remainder of the night.

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