Young Justice Deaged

Playdates

-Writing just to procrastinate my socials project. I got stuck researching and writing 80% of it. The kicker? My project partners are my two best friends-

Iris and Barry had talked about the crisis yesterday, and decided that they wouldn't handle the situation until Wally was back to his usual self, so as to avoid any dramatics while he was in such a vulnerable state.  

But in the meantime, At least Wally was safe with them. He'd woken up that morning in a good mood, and had spent most of the morning playing in the yard with the garden hose. Legend has it the grass hadn't been so hydrated in years. 

Iris loved Wally, and she loved children in general, so when Oliver Queen called up and asked is Wally was difficult enough to warrant a playdate, they'd eagerly agreed. 

"But Robin's a baby!" Artemis complained, they were on route to the West-Allan household, and she'd just been told that Bruce wanted Barry's update of the kid's tests, and would be bringing his kid too.

"He's only two years younger than you." Oliver told her.

"But he's little!" She pouted. She wanted to play, and to Artemis, Playing was tackling and punching, and playing pretend, and fighting. She didn't want to play with a baby! 

"So are you."

"No I'm not." She slumped against the backseat. She had to sit on a few folded blankets since they didn't have a  car seat.

"Alright, here we are." Oliver helped her out of  the car, walking the Toddler to the door.

After a few seconds, a woman opened the door. "Hey, Is this Artemis?" Iris squealed, she almost never got to meet Wally's friends Artemis nodded a little. "Come on in, you two, we're just in the kitchen.

The Kids immediately ran off to the livingroom, barely saying hello. Leaving Barry, Iris and Oliver in the kitchen. "Morning." The speedster remarked. "Coffee?"

"Sure." Oliver took the invited seat at the kitchen table. "I see that you two are coping."

His colleague laughed a little. "As well as we can with the world's fastest three year old." 

"Be glad you weren't stuck with the world's sassiest three year old." The archer thanked Iris, taking the coffee. "Everyone's fine until a toddler tells you that you look like a human match stick."

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Wally rushed to the kitchen as soon as he heard the bats arrive. Bruce almost tripped over him. The redhead couldn't help it, he wanted to see Dick.  "Where is he?" He asked, bouncing around Bruce's legs. "I want to see him!"

"Wally, leave him alone." Barry called, pulling his nephew back. "I'm sure you'll get a chance to say hello the Dick."

"Wally!" Artemis whined, he'd just left mid-game! "Come back!"

"Robin's here!" He told her.

"But he's a baby!" She groaned. "C'mon let's play!"

"Wait." Wally watched as Bruce sat down and declined the offer of coffee, Sitting Dick up on his lap so the child could look around at his surroundings.

"C'mon!" Artemis yanked on Wally's arm. The redhead reluctantly followed her back to the livingroom so they could keep play-fighting.

"Hi Dick." Iris grinned, leaning over to the boy's height. Her affectionate voice made Dick smile back. She pet his hair a little, and turned to Bruce. "So how's your weekend going?"