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In Public View

Drive Through

"Hi, and welcome to Burger Boy. What can I get you tonight?" The voice was young, female, and bored. "Can I interest you in –"

"I'll have three number two's, four large fries, four chicken taco-beef burrito combos, three four-by-fours, four mini-cheese pizzas, and four orders of the chicken strips… And four double stacked cheese burgers. Two without pickles, go light on the onions with those two as well. And can I get get extra napkins?"

"Sir?"

Roy rubbed the base of his neck, trailing his fingers across where he'd caught some piping against a few hours ago. "And whatever doesn't have caffeine in it is good for the combo drinks." Talk about your rough landings. "And coffee. Two coffees; one with two creams, one black." How long have they been awake now? Two days? Two and a half?

The speaker released a short, huffy breath. "One moment please."

"Mmmhuh." Roy wondered if they'd have to re-break Wally's finger. Roy really only had a few seconds to try to reset the damn thing before they were on the move again. But did you really need pinkies anyway?

"Kid, what are you pulling here?"

Roy rested his chin against the wheel. From the back Robin mumbled something about the man being in the state of un-whelmedness. Even for Robin that was stretching it. Kid needed some sleep. "Excuse me?" They all did.

"You heard me! Now get out of here before I call the cops."

Roy yawned hugely and slowly crept the car up to the first window. The manager was waiting. He gave a disgusted grunt at the pretty red car as it rolled in, only to have his scowl drop as soon as he caught sight of the damaged vehicle.

Roy sighed. Bullets and street lights are bitches on the hardware.

And then he saw the young man in the driver's seat.

"S-Speedy?"

Roy frowned. He was too tired for this. "It's Red Arrow now."

The manager stared.

"So, how about that order?" He jerked his thumb to the slumped form of Kid Flash, half lidded and smearing the passenger seat with weird, blackish mud, "Kid needs to refuel before heading out again."

The manager blinked.

"It's been a long day, you know," Pointedly, Roy raised his eye brows, "and it's not over yet."

The manager nodded dumbly, "Of course. Yeah, right away."

A small murmur came from the back seat. Already past the repercussion point, the manager tipped his balding head through the drive through window just enough to catch sight of a small black and red figure laying face-down across the seat.

Roy sighed. "Hey, you guys have any pie left?"

Hey guys, I've always liked those moments where the heroes are interacting with the general public on more than an "I'll save your baby, ma'am!" level. So, here be one-shots (I seem to be doing that a lot lately…huh) It'll probably mostly be Roy, Wally, and Dick stuff, but hey, you never know… I'd like to see some feedback or feel free to send me some ideas, which would be epically cool all on it's own.

-Kyd Chyme