AN: So just to clear this up beforehand, this is not going to be a Robin/KF fic okay? I don't have anything against that but I just can't write it so too bad. Anyway, getting off of my annoyed kind of paranoid side this story was bugging me so I wrote it, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I almost forgot….. The only thing I own is a new puppy so stop thinking I own Young Justice even though that would be really cool.

Wally was sitting with his family around the dining room table; it was his grandmother's birthday. They had just finished a large dinner of baked ziti and lasagna as well as a few loafs of Italian bread. That being said, Wally was extremely bored and of course everyone knew it. Barry was also feeling a bit bored, naturally he thought of the mature thing to do and kicked Wally under the table. Across the table, Wally jumped up and then with a determined look returned the kick. As their game became more violent everyone at the table noticed.

"Jeez, you two can't sit still for two minutes can you?" Wally's grandfather teased.

"Two minutes! I'm happy if I can hold out for thirty seconds." Wally exclaimed, making everyone laugh. "Seriously, can we please do something?"

In answer, Wally grandmother got up and led the way into the living room where she turned on the tv and grabbed a remote before sitting in a red arm chair. The others were standing in the doorway; the two speedsters had confusion written all over their face. Wally asked, "Hey grandma, what are we doing?"

"I thought we could look at some old family pictures; as a present your grandpa had all of our pictures put onto a slideshow DVD." Grandma explained.

Wally's shoulders slumped, he was hoping for a miracle. "Come on Wally, it won't be that bad. We get to make fun of everyone because of how they dressed." Barry said as he took his place on the floor. There wasn't much seating in the small living room, just the armchair and a small love seat which Grandpa and Iris sat on leaving the speedsters with the floor.

The slide show began with a picture of Barry as a newborn. Now as anyone could guess Wally had a blast making fun of 'how squishy' he looked and such. The pictures went through time without any being all that spectacular. The first picture of Barry and Iris kissing was met with a lot of rude comments by the youngest member in the room, but everyone laughed. They all got a kick out of Wally's Halloween costume when he was seven, he was batman.

The picture after that was of everyone in the room in front of a circus tent with a big H above the entrance. The next bunch of pictures was of elephants, tigers, clowns, and a poster displaying three people written above them it says the Flying Graysons.

"Do you remember those guys? They were amazing." Grandma said, pausing the show.

"Those were the trapeze artists right?" Wally asked he was young at the time and didn't quite remember everything about that day.

"Yep, they made it look so easy. I don't think I could even make it from one side to the other on those things and they just went back and forth like crazy." Barry reminisced.

"We should go see them again." Wally suggested.

"We can't Kid, there was a terrible accident a few years ago and two of them fell to their deaths. The kid was the only one to survive." Barry explained.

"Oh." Was all Wally said before turning back to the tv. His grandmother started the show again; pictures came of the circus performers, well performing. The elephants were balancing on balls, the tigers were leaping through hoops, the clowns were doing silly dances and shoving pies in each other's faces, and the acrobats were flying through the air. In one really good picture of the flying family, the boys face was seen with a broad smile on his face and he appeared to be laughing.

"I can't imagine what it would be like to fly like that." Wally thought out loud.

"Says the boy who can run faster than sound." Grandpa muttered.

The show went on until present day and by that time it was very late, they all said good bye and then Barry picked Iris up bridal style and the two speedsters ran home. The whole way Wally couldn't shake a little nagging feeling that he knows the little flying boy from the circus. But that's a crazy thought, he only saw the kid from afar once, how could he possibly know him?