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WHO: Dick and Wally.
WHERE: Tower.
WHEN: Morning after meeting Toro after Damian's arrival.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Lalala, this was totally Dick's night. But Wally's an awesome friend.
FORMAT: Quickpara.

[Dick had to get back to the Tower eventually. Especially after meeting Toro and realising that he was going to hurt someone seriously if he kept on going. This had really been an incredibly sucky night.

It had taken forever to fall asleep but he'd managed it, and he was totally skipping school and being an angry idiot today. There. So he wakes up late and he crawls into the kitchen to eat cereal because cereal is the best comfort food ever.

Not that he really has any comfort food. That would be girly.]

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[Wally had slept through all the 'excitement' what with not being one of those night vigilantes and all. Thus he had to catch up on it in the morning when he was checking his communicator. What he had seen was quite worrying.

It's too late to do anything about it now though. He's pretty sure Dick must have gotten away or else there would have been more of an uproar in the Tower. He'll have to ask Dick when he gets back from school--

Or maybe not, he finds out when he walks into the kitchen.]

Hey, you okay? What happened?

[It's not a surprise but Wally can be distracted and Roy doesn't look at his communicator that much so he had hoped that somehow, both of them would miss the video post of Damian's arrival.

Obviously, this had been wishful thinking. Dick currently hates the network and the whole idea of video posting so much. Who had ever thought it was a good idea?

He doesn't look at Wally and keep eating his cereal, although the way he's suddenly holding on the spoon and eating can completely be described as "angry". He's angrily eating. Because such a thing exists. It allows him not to bang his head against the table.]

Nothing.

[Somehow he could have seen that response coming, it's just so like Dick to respond like that, but he's still mildly annoyed by it. Mostly because it's such a blatant lie and he'd hoped he wouldn't be getting any of those anymore.

He moves closer and sidles up next to Dick, almost cautiously putting his hand on Dick's shoulder. Cautious in the way someone would be if they were attempting to pet a particularly feral cat.]

Look, if you don't want to talk about it that's fine, just say so, but don't lie to me.

[Dick sighs and shrugs, just for shrugging and not because he wants Wally to remove his hand.]

I wasn't trying to lie I just --

[He's looking pretty down right now.]

The Robin to Nigthwing's Batman is here, he's better than be and an ass, the end, [he states lamely.]

[Wally's not removing his hand, in fact he's squeezing Dick's shoulder a little because he's looking so dejected.]

He looked like a real prince, all right. But there's no way he's a better Robin than you.

[He's letting go so he can sling his arm around both of Dick's shoulders in a sort of manly half-hug.]

[Dick smiles a little at the comment. Who cares if Wally's extremely biased? He's being Dick's friend and that counts for a lot.

He's still not moving, but he's not tense either. He's just... looking at the table. It had more cracks on the side than it did two days ago.]

He's Batman's son. And I landed like -- two hits [on one, shhh] before he knocked me out. And we were not hitting on each other anymore last time before he was ported out, but he doesn't remember being here.

[Inferiority complex get!]

[Wally leans against Dick a little, listening attentively and blinking back his surprise at the whole 'Batman's son'. That... does explain some things. The future is a strange place.]

Man, that sucks. You really shouldn't let this get to you though. You are the better Robin, it's not all about who's the better fighter.

[And he means this sincerely.]

[Dick smiles a little at that -- mostly it's an amused twitch in the corner of his mouth.

He turns his head so he can look at Wally a bit and says affectionately,] You haven't even met him. You're so biased.

[There's a pause before he adds,] It'd just be really nice if a Robin showed up that I could beat in a fight. [Mumbled.] At least, Tim is way older.

Maybe. But from what I could tell the guy didn't look like someone who ever smiled. You do.

[He gently but playfully pokes Dick's cheek with his free hand before growing somewhat more serious.]

I get what you mean though. Bart is Barr-- the Flash's grandson and I'm pretty sure he's like way faster than me. It makes me feel... [He shrugs, unable to really put it in words but Dick probably understands.]

[He... wasn't smiling much until recently and Wally should remember that, but Dick isn't going to argue about this. Bitching about Damian is cool. No arguing ever.

He rolls his eyes and smiles a little more, slapping Wally's hand away from his face, also playfully.]

Yeah, I know. [Pause.] But we're the firsts. They took our names because we were just that awesome. We started legacies, here. [He's totally trying to convince himself. Shh, it's a secret.]

[Dick has been smiling more lately and that's what counts so yes, no arguing.

He grins and wriggles his fingers at Dick as if threatening to poke him again before considering what he just said.]

You're right, we totally started legacies. [He'll be trying that too because it is much nicer thinking that way.] Besides we'll outgrow these names and be awesomer.

[Oh. Oh... they'll...

Dick really, really hopes that this is what will happen. That he's changing his future enough that he'll really outgrow the name, get himself another one, and --

He looks a bit disappointed again, but tries not to let Wally see it. He doesn't want Wally or Roy to ever know about this.]

We will. [Uncomfortable silence! Nomnoms cereal.]

[If it's not the disappointed look it's the sudden uncomfortable silence that tips Wally off that clearly something wrong has been said.

Mulling it over by himself for a small moment doesn't end up with any results so he drops his arm from Dick's shoulders to nudge his side with his elbow.]

You don't sound so convinced there, buddy.

Nothing important.

[He shrugs and forces the next smile. What else could he say, really? 'Well my future sort of sucks but I'm working on it'? It wouldn't even help anyone to talk to Wally about it.

He's really just better off not doing so.]

It's just that with Tim being older and already getting a new identity there's this weird mix of everything. You know what I mean.

[Wally doubts that's the entire truth of what's bothering Dick but right now doesn't feel like the time to nag about it, so he nods and lets it slide.]

You'll do fine.

[And he sounds absolutely convinced of this. He just hopes Dick can believe it too.]

If all else fails, we'll be there to keep you on the road to awesomeness.

[He doesn't really have anything to answer without making it obvious the topic is making him uncomfortable, and since he doesn't want that, he's going to settle on closing that part of the conversation here.

And making sure it's really closed by changing the topic drastically.]

I talked to Roy about Donna, by the way.

[Oh wow, talk about sudden topic change.

Wally blinks dumbfounded for a moment then shrugs and rolls with it.]

Really? What'd he say?

[They're alone together and Dick would have have to bring it up at some point or another, really. So why not now?]

He was still dating her when he was Ported out, sorta. There was some fall through and he hadn't talked to her since the whole drug thing so he's not sure how she'd have taken it.

[He raises his eyebrows.] But, well, the Donna from the future's married to someone random, so obviously it didn't work out. It's making Roy uneasy and all. Which -- totally expected.

[He listens attentively and nods, grimacing slightly when Dick's finished speaking. He'd kinda forgotten Dick would ask for him since with Donna's arrival and her having gotten married, it had seemed rather useless.]

Yeah, she broke a lot of hearts with that little revelation. [He chuckles weakly, almost sadly.]

[Dick doesn't like that sad chuckle :| He frowns a little and hits Wally lightly on the arm.]

Don't make that face. You can't get strung on a girl, especially not if she's ten years older now.

[Dick still sucks at comforting people, obviously.] And even if I didn't know her when she was our age, she doesn't seem that amazing.

You'll find someone. [B|] Fuck broken hearts. You're not allowed to have one over this.

[Wally doesn't dodge the hit, instead opting to give Dick a mildly offended look. Though he's more amused by Dick's attempt at 'being comforting' than anything else. Dick indeed really sucks at it but the sentiment's appreciated all the same.]

I know, I know. But she is amazing, you just don't know her like we do. Or did. Whatever. [Donna does seem different - growing up does that, he guesses - but she is still Donna.]

And since when do you get to say what my heart is allowed to do? [He raises an eyebrow at Dick pointedly but it's obvious he's amused.]

I'm allowed to say whatever I want. It doesn't mean anyone has to listen.

[He smirks.] I'm just here to try and influence forcefully.

[Wally snorts and rolls his eyes.]

Forcefully meaning I'll be getting more punches if I don't agree? Man, you're the greatest friend anyone could ever ask for.

[Dick is not going to stop smiling.]

Nah, I wouldn't punch you seriously over this. I'm too nice.

And you're stuck with me whether you like it or not. Sucks, uh?

[That means a success for Wally because that's a whole lot better than the dejected mood he found you in.]

Oh but of course, how could I ever doubt you?

And yes, it sucks but I think I can manage. [Will not stop grinning either.]

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