Spitfire oneshot collection

Race

A/N: hehe...

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"Hey, Bart!" Wally shouts to the brunette boy, waving him over. Bart stops in his tracks from his morning jog and runs over.

"Yeah?"

"Let's have a race, just you and me!" Wally proposes with a grin.

"What?" Bart raises an eyebrow. "Dude, you know that you're slower than me."

"C'mon, let's just race!" Wally insists enthusiastically. "I bet I can beat you! I bet five bucks!"

Now Bart was interested. "Five dollars? Make it ten!"

"You got it! How about fifteen?"

"Fifty!"

"Okay, closing at fifty bucks!"

"Where are we racing to?" Bart asks.

"Umm," Wally pretends to search around the town. "Oh, let's go to Artemis, way over there at the other end of town! She's all the way over at the mall, shopping with M'gann! First one to find and touch her wins!"

"Sure! What store is she in?"

"Well, we'll have to find out! I dunno even myself!" Wally shrugs, making Bart skeptical. Nevertheless, the time traveler agrees. They get Dick to count off the time.

"On your mark..." Dick says as the speedsters prepare themselves to run. "Get set... Go!"

Bart immediately takes the head start, dashing instantly at full speed. Wally follows closely behind, trying to keep up. Bart bursts through the door to the mall and begins to speed around aimlessly, wondering about which store the blonde archer would most likely be in.

Unknown to Bart, Wally skids to a stop and pulls out his phone, accessing an app. A locator app, to be precise. He grins to himself and tucks his phone back in his pocket.

Bart is beginning to get frustrated. He has already visited most of the stores he could think of. All of the perfume stores, all of the girly fashion shops, the shoe stores, the...

Bart stops running and literally facepalms. Why would Artemis ever visit ANY of those stores? Idiot! He speeds off again, running towards the only place he hadn't checked yet! The food court!

He skids to a halt at the Chick-Fil-A stand, but of course Wally is already there. Bart growls and pulls at his hair. "Crap!"

Wally laughs, eating a chicken strip and leaning against Artemis's shoulder.

"H-how?!" Bart demands, his face as white as a sheet.

Wally pulls out his phone, turns on the locator app and tosses it to Bart. "Easy, dude. I put a locator on Artemis's phone earlier."

"That's cheating!" Bart accuses.

"No, it's called using my resources! You may be faster, but I'm smarter."

Bart snorts. "Sure."

"I'm going to elect to ignore that remark , because Bart, I believe you can pay for this meal..." Wally hands him the bill.