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Kidnapped- Writing trade with @GreenArcheress

A/N: heyyy, @GreenArcheress and I made up this "writing trade" thing recently, which is like an art trade if you know what that is.

Basically one person tells the other to write a oneshot about a topic of their choice, and then vice versa. :3 don't think I explained that well, but WHATEVER. If any of you want to do a writing trade with me, I'll be happy to. ^.~

Anyways, this is her topic, but it's written by me!!!!

...and no, it was my idea for Wally to get stuck in her room. Deal with it. Call me perverted, but whatever. I don't freaking care.

BIG @$$ UPDATE. WARNING.

~Natalie

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Wally POV

I went to go find Artemis. I had (again) pissed her off by flirting with Megan, but this time was different. Artemis had gone over the edge with frustration. Or I had possibly taken it too far. Either way, Artemis was seriously pissed off.

Dick and Kaldur had ordered for me to go apologize to her after she stomped off. It wasn't my fault that she refused to accept the fact that Megs and I were meant for each other! It wasn't HER problem! And why did I have to go apologize? It was her that completely YELLED at me out of the blue and punched me! I, uh, just so happened to have kicked her legs from underneath her after! Out of... Self-protection. Yes, that was it.

I set a smug look on my face as I walk down the Cave's long corridors. God, where did she go? I stop at her bedroom and nervously peer in through the slightly ajar door. I blush as I glance inside, in fear that she might actually be in there, but the room is dark and cold. I let out a sigh of relief and cautiously walk in. Yeah, call me stupid. I walk into a girl's room without permission. Now that I think of it, it sounds really perverted. Ugh.

I immediately back out of the room, but my back hits the door with a thump. What the...? I rub my bruised head and turn around in alarm. The door had closed. SHIT.

I jiggle the doorknob, but it wouldn't open. Shit, shit, shit, shit... I whip back around to look at her room and notice the breeze drifting in through the window. The window was open, and it looked as if someone had jumped through it to escape. Artemis. Would it have been so hard to use the zeta transporters? No, she had to go and make an epic, dramatic exit through the window. Typical. Artemis was so FULL OF HERSELF.

I frown, reluctantly climbing through the window. I had to go look for her, after all, and this was the only apparent exit. I try to ignore her room's clutter as I climb through.

The cold air greets me outside as I set my foot on a ladder outside the window. Jeez, Artemis had thought of everything. I shiver. All I'm wearing us a thin yellow Flash fan t-shirt, jeans, and my raggedy old sneakers. I drop down onto the sand of the beach, my shoes allowing some damp sand to reach my socks and toes. Crap. I take off my shoe and shake the sand out of it. The sand drops onto a footprint, and I notice a trail of boot prints leading into the city. I slip my shoe back on and quickly follow the prints with my superspeed. Yet it never occurred to me until later that the boot prints were much too large to belong to the fleet-footed archer I was looking for.

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Dick POV

"Where are Wally and Artemis?" M'gann asks worriedly, floating into the kitchen, where the rest of the Team was.

"Who knows what they could be doing?" I snicker, but deep down I really am wondering where my best friend and the blonde could be.

"Perhaps they are still making-up from their fight?" Kaldur suggests calmly.