What? What's this? She's back? Sort of? Yes? I don't know... I have been outrageously busy between school, work, finals, moving, and of course holidays, which meant required time with family and not with stories. This thing I've been messing around with a bit for a while and I can't really think of a way to fix it. I'm way out of practice So, you can have it. I miss doing this particular story because it all of the chapters were really my first attempt at writing fanfiction. But, I could go on with more details, but I won't. Most of you won't read this, and I completely understand. Short version: Here's a chapter for a fic that I said was sort of done. And I'll try and work on some other things as well.

"Boring. Boring. Seen it. Boring. What? No. Boring. Boring. Lame. Boring."

"Stop commenting on every channel, Wally. And get off me!"

Artemis and Wally were waiting, per usual, on the couch for Nightwing to arrive back at the cave. It was a rare occasion nowadays for them to be around and Artemis was starting to feel like they never left. Especially since this was the same situation she had found herself in often over the years. She was sitting on the couch, holding the remote, flipping through the channels. Wally was laying down with his head in her lap, commenting on everything, and both of them waiting for Nightwing.

"Where is Nightwing, anyway?" She asked, now thinking about him again.

"I don't know, but he should be here entertaining me." Wally whined.

"You're such a child." She responded to his grinning face. She smirked turning the television to the local news to Wally's clear dismay.

"Boring."

"Your Aunt works with the news."

"Yeah, but this is boring local Happy Harbor stuff…" Artemis ignored him and turned the volume up.

"And in other news we turn to Jack who's keeping an eye on our highway traffic. Jack?"

"Good afternoon, Jess. I'm here in the sky above exit 12 where we received a report of some traffic backup and a possible accident. Oh… I seem to have found it. Jess, you have got to see this." The burly man was chuckling as the camera focused on the road below. Cars were passing the scene by slowly.

"It seems we have a car stuck on top of a ramp divider. It appears that two young men are standing beside the car, talking… I'm sorry." He paused to chuckle.

"I'm just beyond astonished at how that happened. The car is intact and the boys look uninjured."

It was a sight to behold. The small, black car was stuck with two of the front and back tires on the divider. Two muscular young men stood beside this scene, one kicking at the ground and probably mumbling in anger while the other stood waving every so often as the cars went by, sunglasses perched on his nose saying something to the other. Artemis gave a blank stare at the screen, her eyes pausing on the two guys.

"Wally, are you seeing this?" The bored Wally finally looked up to see it.

"Is that…Nightwing and Conner?"

"You see them too?" Wally sat up, pulling out his cell phone.

"You calling him?"

"Duh." Artemis and Wally watched as their friend dug around in his pocket on the TV, picking up after three rings.

"Oh, hey Walls."

"Dude. What the heck happened to you?!" Wally switched on the speaker phone.

"Sorry. I'm going to be a bit late. Conner and I are having car troubles."

"I can see that. Look up. You got a friend in the sky." The traffic man continued his talking, but zoomed in one the guys again just as Nightwing noticed. He immediately switched his gaze down and swore under his breath.

"Great Conner. All you had to do was change the tire and now we've ended up on the news." Conner yelled something back.

"Well, I'm not the one who lifted the car and flung it there when he saw another car coming!" Nightwing replied. Conner muttered something else.

"Watch your mouth Conner. I do own my own Kryptonite." Nightwing replied with malice lacing his voice.

"Did you at least manage to change the tire?" Wally asked, his boredom lifting as the situation continued.

"That is—an excellent question." Was his reply as Nightwing continued his conversation with Conner.

"So, is that a yes?"

Wally couldn't help, but laugh as he watched the argument on TV and heard it from his friend, still not receiving an answer. Artemis spoke up, voicing her concerns.

"What the heck are you two going to do?!"

"Um… I guess we have no choice, but to wait for a tow truck. Too many people have seen us."

Artemis glanced back at the screen, seeing that it was a commercial break, before yelling into the phone.

"HECK NO! You are not leaving me alone here with this useless thing while you two get fake rescued! He is bored and he's annoying me! The camera's not on you. Forget everyone else and freaking lift the car up and drive away!"

"Uh, huh, umm… Yeah, that could—that could work. One problem…"

"What dude?" Wally asked.

"We still need to change the tire."

Well?

I'm not expecting much. I'm posting this at a weird time, but it's the only free time I have. I figure some people will notice it. And others will notice it months from now. I like those people. It's always a shock to see people liking a story I wrote ages ago. Also, don't expect updates from this story. If I update, then I update. It's whenever I come up with a plausible idea...or a really stupid one for that matter. I present many of the previous chapters as evidence of that.

Alright? Are we all well? Good then. Merry Christmas! And if you don't celebrate Christmas, don't take offense. It's my holiday, but I hate saying Happy Holidays like I'm some sort of politically correct terminologist. I know that's not a word, or maybe it is. I don't care. I apologize for the fact that I write and say weird things when I'm tired. So, moral of the story, say whatever holiday you do or do not celebrate and also don't let me work on 4 hours of sleep when it's already 11 at night.

Love all you people and I hope to have something better soonish.

Detectiveram

P.S. If you read all my crazy ramblings you are a good person. A pat on the head for you and a virtual Christmas cookie. Or whatever holiday. How about New Years? I think we all celebrate that?

Also, I miss talking to people who understand me and my feelings. About fandoms that is.