Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

Out and about

I was rummaging through my old stories I wrote when I was like fourteen for I N S P I R A T I O N and found this lil number. After consulting Discord (in my bio check it out) we agreed to put the story forward. Enjoy!

Edited 14/02/2024: format change, small additions and a note that my discord is very much dead :D

No one told Nightwing that Wally was out of retirement. Not even Wally. In hindsight, they should've at least hinted at it as when said hero saw Wally in a variation of a Flash suit, he almost had a heart attack. He thought it was a hallucination. Some drug must've gotten into his system during a patrol the night prior and was just kicking in as he entered the newly built Mountain. Once confirming that this certainly wasn't a hallucination, panic set in only harsher. 

"What are you doing in that suit?" he asked. His eyes were the size of saucers, causing half the young team to chuckle to themselves. The only other time they saw that expression was when Batgirl caught him in a logic loop. 

"Well I need a suit to go on the mission don't I?" Wally replied as though it was mind-numbingly obvious. He swiftly joined the lineup of young heroes and waited for Nightwing's debrief. Nightwing, however, was far more enthralled as to why he was out of retirement and why nobody thought to mention this. 

"You're going on a mission?" he inquired. He could feel a sick feeling churning his stomach. Why would he come out of retirement? Why would he risk everything again? They fought when he decided to retire, insisting that he was better as a vigilante but Wally had always stood firm that he didn't want to do it anymore so what changed his mind? It couldn't be his death because who on Earth died and then turned around practically begging the universe to do it again? 

"I think you broke him," Robin muttered to the ginger. His older brother was practically hysterical at the notion of Wally joining them. 

"But you can't come out of retirement," he argued.

"Why not? He was a good hero," Bart defended. Of course, he was a good hero. That wasn't the problem. 

"Because he just can't. He only just came back!"

What was once funny now became serious. His shocked and frantic attitude didn't seem so hilarious now. It was just sad. They were reminded of how he was during the grieving process. It was like he became a cutout of what he once was. He was there but flat and quiet. He only just about survived it by the time Wally returned with stories of alternate universes he travelled through. 

"Babe I can do this," Wally insisted yet Nightwing was stubborn.

"No, you're not coming with us. For one, I haven't planned for you to join so this changes the entire mission plan and group format and for two, you're supposed to be retired and I know for a fact you haven't been training since. I can't let you go out there green. The only place you're going is home," he responded. His voice gained some firmness, adding validity to his statement. Unfortunately, his boyfriend had long since been immune to it and pushed further.