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'My head' Robin thought. He looked around and saw Kid Flash tied up next to him
"Kid, wake up,"
"Unggggggggg..." Kid Flash groaned
"Kid," Robin urged
"Whudyawnnnt"
"Wait... Are we in our civvies? What were we doing..." Robin trailed off
"Prranking Walmart," Wally said more awake
Robin looked down, and saw he was wearing a green sweatshirt, a black jacket, blue jeans and a pair of converse high tops.
"Dude, were in our civvies! Why would joker want us?" Robin asked, surprised
"Dick. I don't know how to say this, but your Bruce Wayne's son," Wally said slowly
Dick looked at Wally for a second then smiled and said, "Oh! Right. I knew that," he reassured Wally
Wally looked at Dick for a minute, watching what he was doing

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Dick asked suspiciously

"No reason, you just seem sort of out of it. Joker must have hit you pretty hard," Wally said

Dicks eyes widened, "Oh so that's why my head hurts... I couldn't remember what happened,"

"Yeah. Makes sense," Wally agreed

Wally and Dick looked at each other, then both smiled

"This is so cool," Wally said

"I have a way with people," Dick said smugly

"Obviously," Wally said with a laugh

"Still, how are we going to get out of this?"

"I don't know... You have any scissors?" Wally asked

"Really Wally? Why the heck would i have any scissors?"

"You always have stuff! how am i supposed to know if you have scissors or not!"

"Does it look like I have scissors Wally? Does it really?"

Wally looked at Dick seriously, "Never again will i doubt what you have with you. That only happens once."

"Touche,"

"Yeah so do you have scissors?"

"I in fact do not,"

Then they were interrupted by a door opening, and the Joker sauntering in

"Why hello there! I didn't know you were here!" Joker said mockingly

Dick glared at the Joker

"What do you want?" he asked with a cold glare

"Oh intimidating aren't we!" Joker said with mock fright, putting his hand over his mouth in shock, "I just want some fun," Joker than said innocently

"But your kind of fun isn't really fun, its more of a cruel humor you find amusing," Wally said bitterly

Joker shrugged, "Is it frowned upon in this world to be different?"

They were both silent

"Well, i have decided to make a little movie, for your dearest father!" Joker said excitedly, "I don't know who you are though," Joker said leaning towards Wally, "But you must be important because your hanging out with mister Richie Rich over there,"

Joker walked to the center of the room, and looked around.

"This room will be absolutely perfect!" he shouted, jumping up and down

"I will be back, lucky for you I am not particularly in the mood for much so, just sit tight duckies," Joker said, and with that he ran out of the room laughing maniacally, with a loud bang and click as the door was closed and locked.

"Well that was fun," Wally said in an unenthusiastic manner

"Yeah no joke," Dick said holding his head in his hands

"You okay?" Wally asked with concern

"Yeah fine, it's just this headache is killing me,"

Wally frowned

"We can only hope we will be found soon right?" Dick said with an uneasy laugh

Wally nodded

The end for now! I actually had so much fun writing this! I wasn't really sure on this kind of story, because I'm not much of a serious writer, but i hope this is going well. I'll appreciate any and all reviews, and i have marshmallows for flames. Don't mix up real advice with flames though. Constructive criticism = good! Mindless insults because your pissed at something...= bad!

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*poof* ~~I'm gone~~