Prompt: Oliver accidentally breaks one of Felicity's computer either by practicing with his bow and arrow or trying to show something to Roy. Roy says something like 'Oooh you're in trouble with Mom' and before Oliver gets to say something to that Felicity comes.

Characters: Oliver Queen, Roy Harper, Felicity Smoak

Rating: K

"Roy!" Oliver called. "Grab a bow; we're practicing archery today."

"You want me to shoot a bow?" Roy asked skeptically, as he walked hesitantly toward Oliver. Since revealing himself to the boy last month, Oliver had him in some form of training three days a week to hone his skills and focus. And to make him an actual useful asset in the field. He had made some minor improvements.

"It will not only teach you to control your strength – something you still need help with," Oliver explained, "but will allow you to attack from a distance."

"Why can't I just learn to shoot a gun?"

Oliver refrained from sighing audibly, but did sigh mentally. Effing teenagers and their effing stupid need to challenge and question everything. "I don't like guns," he answered simply.

"Archery requires discipline, requires accuracy," Oliver continued, circling Roy with his own bow. "To be effective, you need to control your strength, and focus on your target."

"Always back to control and focus," Roy muttered.

"At least you're not learning it while fighting for your life on an island," Oliver retorted. Then graced Roy with a small smile to know the comment was made in good humor. "Let me show you," he offered, indicating to Roy to pick up the basket of tennis balls.

Roy started out easy, bouncing one for Oliver to hit – child's play. Then he threw two at a time – piece of cake. Then he threw two at a time so they bounced in separate directions – no big deal. It was when he threw two high and bounced two simultaneously that Oliver encountered a challenge.

He shot four quick arrows, the two bouncing ones sunk first, followed immediately by the closest airborne tennis ball. It was the fourth and final ball that was difficult.

The arrow whizzed through the air, heading straight for the intended tennis ball. It sliced through the ball and hit the wall. That was when things went wrong.

The arrow hit the wall, and then bounced off, angling off to the side and a rafter beam. Of course it hit a steel beam, not a wooden one, and of course it hit at an angle, again, and of course the arrow would then sink straight through the monitor of Felicity's favorite computer.

Roy's shocked gasp rang through the room with the crackling sounds of exploded computer screen. Oliver stood stunned, staring where a foot of arrow shaft stuck out of broken screen and wires.

He missed. He never missed. Even a ricochet counts as a miss. He always, always, sinks his shots. This was not good. Not good at all.

"Holy shit…" Roy said. "Felicity is going to kill you!" His tone sounded far too similar to the one Thea had used when they were little and told him, "You're in trouble with Mo-om!"

"You threw it!" he told the younger boy. Great, now he was acting like a child.

"It was your arrow! She is going to hurt you! You are so going to cry." Roy looked both scared for Oliver and amused at the prospect of Felicity making him cry.

"No, no," Oliver began. "Not if she doesn't find out." He was a billionaire; he could have a new computer here installed in an hour, tops.

"If who doesn't find out what?" Felicity's voice rang out, announcing her arrival into the foundry.

Roy's eyes widened and he looked at Oliver, his expression telling him Oliver was on his own.

Felicity walked into the open area of the Arrow lair and stopped midstride. She took in the two men, standing tense and guilty while holding bows at their sides, the tennis balls and arrows stuck in Oliver's concrete practice wall, then finally the arrow through her computer.

Her face went through a myriad of emotions taking in the scene. Curiosity, confusion, shock, anger, sadness, anger, more anger. Oliver wished she had stayed at sadness.

"Who?" was all she spoke in a quiet, flat voice.

Roy immediately pointed to Oliver. "Coward," Oliver muttered under his breath to Roy.

Felicity walked slowly to Oliver, her heels clicking loudly on the stone. "You shot my computer?" she questioned in disbelief. "You shot Bela?"

Wondering who the hell was Bela (did Felicity name her computers?), Oliver began trying to defend himself, "Not intentionally! Roy threw the tennis balls all weird and I was just trying to show him the benefits of archery and the arrow hit the wall at an angle and…" his voice trailed off under her glare.

"How many times have I told you to be careful down here?" she scolded. "There is expensive equipment down here and I don't care how rich you are, if it explodes it will still hurt you! Not to mention losing all the data we have stored! I expected better from you, Oliver!"

"I'm obviously her favorite," Roy said quietly to Oliver.

"And you!" she turned on the younger man and Oliver will swear to his grave Roy jumped a foot into the air. "Trying to make him miss? Could you behave anymore childish? You need to show more responsibility down here, Roy, or I will take away your Team Arrow privileges."

"You would…ground me?" He sounded so surprised. Olive was just grateful her attention had turned from him.

"Who do you think sets the access codes?" Returning her attention to Oliver, Felicity crossed her arms. "How do you plan on fixing this?" she questioned, very much like all of Oliver's teachers questioned him when he got in trouble in school.

Maybe next time, he'd just send her to scold Malcolm Merlyn.

"I'll buy you a new computer, a better computer," he promised. He dropped his voice to a soft whisper and added, "And I'll make it up to you." He could feel Roy's perplexed frown.

"I'm listening," she answered slowly.

"Dinner." She arched an eyebrow. "Homemade dinner. At your place. With red wine. And mint chocolate chip ice cream." He listed until she smiled her special smile for him and Oliver knew he was forgiven.

This time.

I had this mental image of Roy and Oliver standing a few feet apart, both with hoodies up, bows in hand and Roy pointing straight at Oliver to rat him out and it made me giggle every time I thought about it and had to share it in this prompt.

And obviously they have a brotherly relationship.

Felicity would name her computers. Because they're her babies. Until she has Oliver's babies. Bela was a pony in the Wheel of Time series. Coolest fucking horse ever.