A/N- I've decided to start writing adventures. All of them are based on a true story. Most of them contain two characters in real life, myself and my older brother. Since the characters of Young Justice make me happy, I'm letting them have a taste of my adventures. Be warned, I'll have to over exaggerate some, but all of the basic stuff actually happened. They also, vary in size.

I'll start out with one of my favorites.

"Um, Dick. Wake up." Wally said poking his friend as he slept in his seat. They had been driving forever, and Wally was starting to wonder why they weren't in Central yet. It really doesn't take that long to get from Metropolis to Central City, but here they were four hours later. The sun had gone down an hour earlier and Dick had fallen asleep with the sun. He really didn't want to wake the other boy up, that's all he needed to top off his bad day, a grumpy boy wonder. Why did he volunteer to take Conner to Metropolis while the transporter was broken? Oh right, because he's an idiot.

"Leave me alone Wally." His friend mumbled. Wally sighed, this would be harder than he thought. He pulled his ancient red truck to the left lane as be pondered what to do. He wasn't lost, he just was temporarily misplaced in the world. Plus, it wasn't even his fault. The sign clearly said that he would come out on the highway, but now he wasn't exactly sure it was the right one. Then to make matters worse he couldn't blame his predicament on vehicle issues. Mostly because, as far as first cars go, his truck wasn't all that bad. It looked like it had gone head to head with a meta human, and wasn't pretty to look at, but the thing ran like a charm. He had only gotten it a few months ago and crashed it into a poll while learning to drive, but still the truck look exactly same as the first day.

"DICK!" Wally yelled, and the ebony haired boy jumped and banged his head on the window. Wally looked at him out of the corner of his eye, but kept his focus on the road. "What the hell, KF?" Dick yelled as he rubbed his sore head. He didn't envy his friend, that must have hurt. His truck of course had reinforced glass. His Uncle was nothing if not a little over protective. After a few seconds of silence, the red head finally decided it was time to get down to business. With his eyes still planted firmly on the road, he said, "I need to ask you a question."

Dick still look ticked, but he calmed down a little. "So what's the question?" Dick asked. He turned in his seat, away from the window, and absentmindedly messed with the corner of a McDonald's bag.

"Where's Smallville?" Wally asked.

"What do you mean, where's Smallville?" Wally could detect confusion in the younger teen's voice.

"I'm mean where is Smallville?" He asked again. Sometimes the speedster wondered if the Dick had all of his burritos in his combo meal.

"Why do you want to know?" Dick asked.

"I want to know because we passed a sign five minutes ago that said, Welcome to Smallville, USA." Wally said, he was getting slightly annoyed. Why couldn't anybody ever give him a straight answer?

"I have a theory, but I'm not sure if it's right. Do you have a map or something?" Dick asked. Wally felt like banging his head against the steering wheel. Aunt Iris had told him repeatedly to put a map in the glove box, but he had never done so. When or if he got back to Central he was going to have to listen to the 'I told you so's for a week.

"No." He said, attempting to hide his embarrassment.

"Why don't you have a map?" Dick asked with an unreadable expression on his face.

"OK, back to the problem at hand. Where's Smallville?" Wally said, dismissing his friend's question

"I think it's about two hours away from Midvale." The younger boy said with a smirk. Apparently there was something the boy wonder wasn't telling him. Plus, what the hell was Midvale?"

"What's Midvale?" He asked.

"Dude, you seriously need to get a map!" Dick yelled, and his smirk grew into a full blown grin.

"Shut up. What's Midvale?" He repeated.

"Midvale is a small town, and about three hours west from Metropolis. Wait a minute, what are we doing in Smallville?"

"At the moment, looking for a way out of Smallville." There was this small detour when they had left Metropolis. He had taken it. It was supposed to come right back to the highway, Wally added mentally.

"So, in other words, you have no idea where we are. Which means, you got..."

"Don't you dare say it!" Wally snarled, attempting to not loose his cool.

"Lost." Dick finished smugly, and this time Wally did bang his head on the steering wheel.

A/N- So what do you think? Read, Review, Throw a Turtle, Whatever makes you happy!