So! This will be where I put all my request fics, and they'll be in the form of one-shots, unless of course I state otherwise.

They will not be related with one another, but I don't really feel like creating a new story for every request I do :P

This collection will deal with friendships, and sometimes romance, and at times, just a character alone.

I will state in the chapter title who the chapter is about.

For example, this one is 'KFxR: Boredom and Pizza Receipts.'

And I will also provide a small synopsis at the beginning of the chapter.

So this one is: Wally is bored, so Dick devises a plan to entertain the two of them.

Alright! So, yeah, this is not the fic anyone was expecting to get updated, and I do think these two have a great friendship!

So, this isn't slash! So no complaints about that.

This was a fic requested by YoungJLi, as a prize for winning 3rd place in June's VotM. The request was friendship fic with Rob and KF, so here it is!

I don't own anything, big surprise, and please enjoy!

==Mount Justice

Dick and Wally were hiding. Why? Because they were in deep, deep trouble.

"So, you still think this wasn't whelming?" Dick smirked, his sunglasses reflecting the little light they had.

Wally scoffed. "Are you kidding me? This was the best plan ever."

==Earlier that day

Dick and Wally were sitting on the beach, enjoying the fact that, since they had some time without the whole team in attendance for once, they'd take advantage of that and have some quality bro-time. Not that they minded being with the team, or in Wally's case, most of the team, but sometimes, just spending time with your best bud had its' benefits. However-

"I'm bored." Wally sighed.

"But we just got here!" Dick exclaimed, sitting up from where he was lounging on the sand.

"Yeah, but, I want to do something fun!"

Dick raised his eyebrow. "What do you consider as 'fun?'" Dick asked, gesturing the quotation marks around the last word.

Wally crossed his arms across his chest and huffed, "I don't know, you think up of something."

Dick smirked as he drawled, "Well, I did have a couple of things in mind."

"Why do I not like the tone of your voice?" Wally asked, sounding suspicious.

"Because you're too whelmed by my skills."

Wally groaned. "You and butchering the English language. Seriously dude."

Dick scoffed. "Scratch that, you're jealous of my skills."

Wally groaned. "As if! Now, what's your brilliant plan? Because for me to argue, I'll just call the Goddess of Fighting."

Dick giggled. "Impatient much? Anyway, here's what I had in mind..."

After Dick finished explaining, Wally was gaping. "That's suicidal!"

"And so what if it is, are you in?" Dick questioned.

Wally smiled "I have to see this in action."

==Some hours later

Roy was confused. The League knew he was doing his solo act, so why was he receiving a message from Batman for help? He re-read the message once again:

Roy-

Important mission. Shadows. Come quick to Mt. Justice

Batman

He had to admit he was intrigued, but suspicious at the same time.

"Recognized: Speedy B-06" The computerized voice chimed out.

Roy ground his teeth together. What did he have to do to change the settings of that stupid announcer! He had tried nearly everything! His solution now? Kicking the machine.

However, that only gave him a blinding pain to his toes, and the machine to repeat her previous statement, angering Roy further.

He punched the machine's front, smashing the control panel, and the machine began to repeat her announcement at regular intervals.

Roy groaned. "Great." He then turned towards the main room, and found it empty. "What the-"

"Red Arrow." Batman's gravelly voice came from everywhere, and nowhere at the same time.

"Yes?" Roy replied icily.

"We have urgent need for your services." Batman explained.

"What part of solo act don't you get?"

"You've had the most experience with the Shadows."

Roy scoffed. "As if."

"Regardless," Batman cut him off. "You need to go to the Happy Harbour Pier to talk with a potential informant, and then, return here."

"Argh, why-"

"No questions, just do it."

"So-"

"No Questions!"

"Alright, fine. Sheesh Bats, get a vacation-"

"GO NOW!"

Roy turned around and left, mumbling about something or other, and to further aggravate him, the machine was still repeating her greeting.

"Will someone fix this contraption?" Roy exclaimed to what he thought was an empty room, and left.

==Tech Room

If there was one word to describe Wally and Dick, it'd be hysterical. Thanks to Dick's genius, they'd used a software to imitated Batman's voice, and they managed to trick the angry archer to go on a fool's errand.

"Oh man, that was priceless!" Wally guffawed.

"The way he got angry at the machine-"

"That was the best part!"

"And he actually believed that he was talking to Bats!"

"Dude, you really outdid yourself this time with Bat's voice."

"Enough to be whelmed?"

"As if! Now be prepared to be mazed by my voice acting skills."

"Uhm, leave the 'butchering' to me. You just told me that you'll bore me-"

"Right, whatever dude, just watch and learn."

"Suit yourself." Dick shrugged, and, typing some fancy code into the computer, and the Happy Harbour Pier came into the screen's view.

==Happy Harbour Pier

Roy was officially pissed. Why the informant had to pick the pier on the busiest day was beyond him! He went inside the building, to thankfully find it deserted. The last thing he wanted was to have a 'Where's Waldo' with the informant.

"Hello?" Roy called out.

"Who's there?" A voice replied.

"I'm here to pick up some information from you...if I could see you." Roy explained.

"I have to stay anonymous, or the Shadows will kill me!" The informant's anguished voice cried out.

Great, a drama queen. Roy internally groaned. He outwardly replied with, "Ok, yeah, sure, it seems today's the day for bodiless voices."

"So, are you the connection?" The man asked.

"Didn't I just demand for information?" Roy groaned. He then continued with, "What else would I be doing here?"

"You could be part of the Shadows, trying to get information from me!"

Roy blinked. "Right, well it's not the case, I'm just the connection, or whatever you want it to be."

"Anything?" The informant asked, and Roy could hear a playfulness intonation behind it.

Before Roy could reply to it, he heard a scuffle coming from the informant.

"Ouch! Hey, watch it! What!- oh ooops."

"Everything alright there?" Roy asked sceptically.

"Yes! Everything is perfectly fine! Just take this very important file, it includes information crucial to your superiors."

"They're not my superiors." Roy growled.

"Right, right, of course they're not." The informant scoffed, his reply laced with sarcasm.

"They're not." Roy repeated, his eyes narrowing.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night, champ."

"Can you just give me the damn file!" Roy exclaimed.

"Sure! Sure, any minute now, hang on...why isn't this working? I am pressing the button! Are you blind? I'm pressing the button! Ohhh, why make a button that doesn't work?"

Roy concluded that the informant was definitely mad. Before he could say anything else, he found himself dodging a folder attached by a string to a brick.

"Woah! What is this? I'm not a target practise!" Roy exclaimed.

"Sorry, but someone here didn't calibrate the spring thingy!" The informant exclaimed.

"Spring thingy?" Roy repeated, disbelief clear in his voice.

"Yes, a very advanced scientific innovation-"

"Right," Roy interrupted the informant, rolling his eyes. He picked up the file folder, and began to leaf through the pages. Well they weren't pages exactly, "Why is the folder filled with pizza receipts?"

"WHAT?" Another voice was faintly heard exclaiming.

"Yes! It's in a code. Just in case you're not who you say you are." The informant explained.

"Pizza receipts are code. Right, well, how about you answer some questions for me-"

"Send him back! I don't know how, you're the tech expert! What do you mean it's my fault? You're the one who planned this! I agreed because I was being a good friend! Dude! Send, Him, Back!"

Roy narrowed his eyes, about to give the good for nothing 'informant(s)' a piece of his mind for wasting his day, before he felt the familiar tingling sensation of a teleporter.

Next thing Roy knew, he was staring at a very angry Justice League, with Batman at the helm, his characteristic bat-glare ever so present.

"Let me guess." Roy sarcastically started. "I'm being irresponsible in some form or way."

"What in the world have you been doing Roy?" Green stepped forward, his arms out, looking confused. "We've been getting reports from all over the Justice League-"

"What have I been doing? I could ask you guys the same thing! Pizza receipts, the Pier in the middle of its fair, and the text message? I'm not some entertainment form!" Roy exclaimed.

"What do pizza receipts have to do with us?" Flash asked, puzzled.

"That I was sent on a wild goose chase!" Roy concluded.

"We" Batman intoned, "Haven't done anything."

"I never said you did! I was talking about your little sidekicks!" Roy fumed.

Flash turned to Green Arrow. "When did they stop being friends?"

Dick and Wally, from the Tech room, were hearing everything and, though no one could hear them, monotonously replied, "When he started PMSing."

Back at the Watchtower, Roy furiously stalked up to the teleportation computers. "Don't try to stop me."

==Tech Room

Dick and Wally were curious as to where Roy was going.

"Probably back home." Dick guessed, shrugging his shoulders.

"Bummer, I'd have liked to see him try to explain to Bats as to why there was such a huge bill in their name for about 300 pizzas worldwide."

"Speaking of which, how could you mess that up! You weren't supposed to put the bills in the folder!"

Wally checked his back pocket where a bunch of sheets were neatly folded. "Oooh, I thought that was your homework or something."

"No, it wasn't!" Dick sighed exasperated.

"Dude, can you shut that teleporter off? It's really beginning to annoy me."

"To the contrary, it just makes it easier to sneak up on you!" Roy was standing in the doorway, fuming.

"Hey Roy! How was the Pier?" Wally sheepishly asked, shoving his hands deep in his pockets.

"Busy, and let's not forget the poor indecisive man I had to deal with!" Roy added in a voice that just promised hell on earth for the two of them.

"That must've sucked." Dick grinned.

"Oh yeah, it did big time, especially when I found out who were the two ventriloquists!"

"Actually Roy, we were here the whole time-" Wally started to explain.

"Does it really matter? Oh you guys are going to pay."

Dick was nearing Wally, slowly but surely, and Wally understood what Dick was trying to do, and replied to Roy. "Actually, you paid for all those pizzas, using your Justice League card."

"What?" Roy exclaimed, completely lost.

"A card Roy, you know, like a credit card?' Dick elaborated.

"Don't tell me you've never had one!" Wally added with mock shock.

"I don't have a Justice League Card!" Roy shook his head.

Dick and Wally turned to one another, shocked.

"So whose card did you take?" Dick asked Wally.

Wally took out the card from his wallet. "Oh crap."

Roy looked at the card. "No wonder he was so pissed."

There in Wally's hand, was Batman's card.

"Nice job Wally." Dick groaned.

"Oh you two are so dead now!" Roy guffawed.

"Gotta catch us first!" Wally exclaimed, grabbing Dick and running off.

"Why you little- Get back here!" Roy's words were nearly lost to the two younger teens as they ran off at super speed.

==Back to the present

"So, how long do you think it'll take until they find us?" Dick wondered, looking around at their current hiding spot.

"Dude, we're hiding in Megan's closet, if she finds find out, Megan will not only have a field day, but will also join the chase." Wally groaned.

"For the record, you're the one that decided to cover us in all the pink frilliness." Dick disgustedly pointed out.

"And you're the one that came up with this whole plan!"

Dick gaped. "I just wanted to prank Roy! Not involve the whole League!"

"Ohhh, so I shouldn't have-"

"I HATE MONKEYS!" Superboy's feral growl was heard from down the hall, and simian noises were also heard as the clone attacked the primate.

"Right, now all we need to do is get the rest of the team pissed and then we'll have a full plate." Dick groaned.

"Hey, we're already screwed, so why not finish the job?" Wally smirked.

"You're on!" Dick nodded.

So! That concludes this little one shot!

Presumably, the two continue on unleashing hell on the rest of the team :D

And of course, poor Roy was the subject of their prank, with his PMS problems :P

It was too hard to not put him, so therefore, this is the result!

As for how Wally got mixed up with Batman and Roy's supposed card, that's beyond me, but for the sake of the story, it worked out like that.

And am I the only one that thinks that the machine won't have changed the Speedy to Red Arrow, and will continue to annoy him till the end of time?

I hope everyone enjoyed it, and if not, let me know why!

Reviews and constructive crits are very appreciated!

Hezpeller