Alright! I finally got out of my terrible writer's block, and I'm proud to present you: Notches

So, what exactly is this? A collection of one-shots, where you guys give me the prompts, and I write them. But! It won't be your average prompt! No, the overdone has come and gone, I'm up for twisting things around a bit.

These one shots won't be in order, they're just snippets of moments they have together. It's on a first come first serve basis. Meaning that, depending on when you give me the prompt, it will be when I complete it.

I'll try to keep updating this often, more than my other, longer stories. At least once a week you'll get 2 prompts. Don't worry, I still plan on updating my other fics, don't think that those are being shelved to make way for this.

And, just for the record...I will post this here once as a notice for the rest of this collection; I write using the "Canadian/British" English, so certain words, such as practise, are perfectly correct in this context.

And without further ado, I give you the first chapter of Notches!

I don't own anything, how surprising. But seriously, if I did own something, I probably wouldn't be here now would I?

dopehero over on tumblr prompted: "Wally needs a date for prom."

Enjoy and please leave a review on the way out!

"Recognized. Kid Flash..."

Artemis tuned out the rest of that annoying prompt's greeting. She groaned at the fact that, from all the people to join her today, it had to be the most annoying kid on the planet, who just so happened to hate her with a passion. She at least hoped that they'd be able to avoid each other this time.

Artemis chuckled mirthlessly. Fat chance of that, she had to pick the kitchen to spread her math homework out, and study there. Like the sun rising, it was common knowledge that Wally always veered off to the kitchen the minute he entered the cave, and she was sure today was no exception.

The archer smirked as, sure enough, there was the unmistakable sound of someone approaching at a fast pace.

"You ever hear of a library?" Wally scoffed as he braked to a stop in front of the fridge, and noticed who was currently invading the kitchen space with papers.

Without looking up from her work, Artemis bit back, "You ever heard of minding your own business?"

"Well excuse me for wanting to use the kitchen to prepare food, and not as my personal desk."

"Food? You prepare a feast worthy of a military!"

"Metabolism!"

"Whatever you say." Artemis finalized the argument. As much as she'd love to continue verbally attacking the Speedster, her math homework wasn't going to finish itself, and her mom would murder her if she started slacking off on the first month of classes at Gotham Academy.

Wally raised his eyebrow at the immense amount of papers strewn around the counter as he dumped his bag on the floor and opened the fridge, taking out an armful of ingredients. Artemis was sure that half of those items weren't used in sandwich making.

"So, what are you working on? Some master plan to take over the world or something?" Wally asked, taking out two loaves of bread and placing them on the counter, and began opening a jar of peanut butter.

"Or something. Where do you even get your crazy ideas?"

Wally gestured to the papers with a butter knife now covered in peanut butter, before spreading it on the ham he had just placed on the bread. "You've got enough papers to be planning for some kind of-"

"Actually, I don't want to know." Artemis interrupted him, sinking her head onto her folded arms with a sigh.

What could've possessed her to actually want to know was beyond her, so she decided to change the subject. Without raising her head she asked, "Why are you here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Wally smirked, putting his unfinished masterpiece down and leaning on the counter, nearing her.

"If you must know, I locked myself out of the house and my mom works late, so this was my best choice for places to study."

Wally rolled his eyes as he continued preparing his delicious feast. "A little bit out of your way isn't it? Doesn't Star City have a library? I'm sure Roy mentioned-"

Artemis interrupted Wally once again, raising her head and glaring at the Speedster who was currently stuffing heaven knows what on his sandwich. "Not interested!"

"Why reply if you don't want to talk?" Artemis swore that Wally's smirk could match the one on Jade's mask.

"Alright, well, why are you here?" Artemis bit back, beginning to lose her patience.

Wally shrugged as he straightened, stuffing a big bite of the culinary atrocity in his mouth, and belting out, food spewing everywhere. "I was looking for Megan."

"Why?" Artemis answered, using all her willpower to focus on the elusive equation she had to solve, and not how the Speedster's chewing was covering her notes with chunks of bread and whatever else he was eating. She made a mental note to hunt Sue down tomorrow to help her replace the soggy and food splattered math notes with something a bit cleaner.

"I need someone to help me out with...homework." Wally replied, swallowing with a loud gulp, attempting to avoid any further questions. But of course, it would take something short of a miracle to get the archer to stop her relentless questioning.

"What homework would require the help of a Martian teenage girl?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Why not?" Artemis shrugged.

"You don't answer my questions, but I'm expected to answer yours?" Wally scoffed, grabbing another bite. "Not really fair."

"The world isn't ever fair Kid, better learn that now before it comes to bite you in the ass."

Wally grumbled as he finished his snack. "Fine…I have to practice a skit, for drama class."

Artemis let out a guffaw. "You, drama? That I just can't believe."

Wally shoved his hands in his pockets as he frowned at the archer. "If you must know, I'm taking drama because I have to, not because I want to."

Artemis continued laughing as she nodded her head. "If you say so, my closet thespian friend."

Wally continued frowning at the archer as she regained her composure.

After Artemis took a deep breath, she smirked widely. "So, Casanova, what was going to be your plan? Practise lines with Megan and get cozy with her?"

Wally flushed red as he remained silent. Why did he even open his mouth?

Artemis gasped gleefully. "You were! You are so unoriginal, you know that?"

"Unoriginal, maybe, but at least I treat girls right, unlike you, who barks at any guy that tries to approach you." Wally snapped back.

"Right." The archer scoffed. "I only bark at idiots, like you. So, what's the skit about?"

Wally gulped. "I-I don't have to tell you anything! And plus, I'm quite intelligent, so your argument is invalid."

"You don't have to, but you need help, and I don't see any other female, or anyone really, here to help you." Artemis smirked, knowing she'd cornered him. "And also, if you actually have a brain, use it."

"Fine…it's about this guy, and a girl-"

"Alright Sherlock, a little bit more detail would be nice." Artemis prompted.

Wally sighed as he tried to better frame the plot of the skit. "There's this guy, he needs to get a date for prom, and he asks this girl that he's had a crush on for a long-"

"Really?" Artemis interrupted, scepticism evident with her raised eyebrow and unimpressed expression. "Cliché much?"

"I didn't choose the skit alright, Carol did!" Wally huffed.

"So" Artemis cooed. "Who's Carol?"

"This girl in my drama class."

"And you're crushing on her."

"N-yes." Wally admitted. He wasn't even sure why he was still holding a conversation with Artemis, if you could call it as such, it was definitely more civilized than previous attempts they'd had.

"So why isn't she here, helping you out, instead of you having to find some random person to practise with?" Artemis questioned, curious now.

"Because…" Wally bit his lip.

"Yes?" Artemis prodded.

"Because she hates the class, doesn't come to it, and we haven't been able to practise. And the presentation is tomorrow." Wally sighed.

Artemis looked down at her work. She could work on math another time, and she needed something to entertain her, even if it was a corny drama script. Holding her hand out, palm up, she smirked. "Aright, let's do it."

"Wha-" Wally's mouth was gaping.

"Come on, you need to practise your lines, Romeo."

"But-"

"It's called helping, and being bored. Are we going to do this or not?"

Wally smiled as he went to fish out the scripts from his bag. "You just want to be able to say that a guy has asked you out to Prom. Because we all know that it wouldn't happen in real life."

"Keep dreaming Wallman, keep dreaming." Artemis chuckled.

Alright! That was this one-shot!

Like I said, I try to twist things around...I'll still incorporate the prompt somehow, but stray away from an overly done theme that I've already seen. It'll hopefully keep things interesting, and you guys whelmed!

Hopefully the bantering was good...and the humour wasn't too cheesy.

I've already got 3 more prompts, so I'm set for next week as well, but please submit! I'm only accepting one prompt per person at a time, since I'm still human, and still have classes. But when I'm done with your prompt, feel free to prompt something else!

So, once again, please leave me a review, and constructive criticism is always welcomed!

Hezpeller