#wallmanslab

….Oh, boy. *picks him up* Roy, you make one cute bunny. And, there’s someone I want you to meet.

-his ears perk back, not particularly amused just how easily he was picked up and he squirms a bit in the speedster's hold-

Okay, cocks, yes. Peas, MAYBE. But, uh….seriously, what?

Barbara was strolling down the streets of Gotham, carrying a package of four jumbo-muffins in a plastic bag. Her dad had sent her to pick up some breakfast fuel. 

It was a quiet day. She had patrolled last night and all had seemed to be well. There was barely any action for her, and she was perfectly fine with that. The streets right now weren't even too busy, it was actually kind of peaceful. Barbara tried to imagine Gotham right now as one of those picture-perfect cities in commercials. But she soon noticed a drug deal going down out of the corner of her eye. Fantasy ruined. 

Something else caught her eye that caused her to feel sick to her stomach. Wally West was casually walking down the streets of Gotham like he owned them. 

He probably just got back from seeing Dick. Barbara thought angrily to herself. 

She didn't blame Wally anymore for Marie. After all, Wally didn't force Dick not to tell her about the two of them. But whenever Barbara thought about it, Wally was the root of all her and Dick's relationship problems. 

Dick was in love with Wally, and not Barbara. 

And a part of her will want to resent him everyday for it, but no one can live like that. Take the high road, Barbara. Take the high road. Just say hi.