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Chapter 5:

Pancakes

In which there's peanut butter on pancakes and white goop.

Wally licked the batter off the spatula to the dismay of M'gann who scrunched her nose and poured the pancake mix into the readied pan.

"Hey M'gann," he nips absently at the plastic tip.

"Yes, Wally?" and he completely misses the small sigh.

"Can you make them strawberry pancakes?"

The fridge door opens on its own and a box of fresh strawberries fly out. "I'll add them now."

"And can you add some blueberries too?"

Another box filled with plump blueberries land on the counter.

"With banana's?"

One banana broke off from the others and began peeling itself.

"Oh and chocolate. Lots of it. Chocolate pancakes are the best."

"Anything else?" M'gann asks, dicing the strawberries as a block of generic chocolate floated out of the cupboard.

"Do we have any peanut butter?"

"In the fridge," she looks up at him, a perplexed expression as he continues to swing around the spatula like a sword, "but I don't think the others would like peanut butter in their pancakes."

Wally paused to think it over before shrugging and stabbing the metal utensil at a roll of paper towel. "I'll use it as a dip."

Kaldur sat down next to Wally at the breakfast bar smelling like salt and land waste.

"Swimming in the ocean again?"

"Yes, I felt rather dry this morning."

"I don't know how you do it. I mean the pollution and ech – blech – ack – gross you know."

"It's better than the chlorinated water. I thought you liked the beach."

"Oh, I do."

For a moment there was only the sound of M'gann chopping the chocolate before Conner walked in and the busy chef immediately brightened.

"Morning," a smiled tugged on Conner's mouth as they shared a kiss.

Wally made an obnoxious face and gave a final deathly stab at the paper towels as it flopped over and rolled to the floor. Kaldur leaned over and picked it up.

"Early morning workout, Supes?"

"Uh huh," Conner spread over the couch and yawned before turning the TV on for his daily morning appreciation of static and white noise. His hair was still wet from a post-workout shower.

Silence followed. Wally slapped the paper towels a couple of times and cackled when it toppled. Kaldur bent down to retrieve it with a quiet sigh.

The repetition continued till Artemis made her entrance. At the sight of her Wally burst out laughing and Artemis lunged at him only to be held back by a wary Superboy.

"I knew it. I just knew it was you I am going to kill you."

Wally sped to the other side of the room, doubling over.

"Let me go! Conner, let me – ahg! You're all on his side!"

M'gann stared at Artemis wordlessly before throwing a hand over her mouth to stop the onslaught of giggles.

"Artemis," Kaldur cleared his throat, biting his tongue to contain himself, "Why do you have…white substance in your hair so early in the morning."

"It's goop," Conner nodded to himself.

"It is not goop. It's –"

Wally choked back his laughter. "It's cum." And the guffaws continued.

"SHUT UP BAYWATCH! I'M GONNA KILL YOU –"

"Wow, someone needs to learn how to use their indoor voice," Dick rubbed his eye from behind his tinted sunglasses, "What's going on in here?"

There was a quiet pause as the Boy Wonder blinked and a smile adorned his face. "Arty, is that –"

"It's not cum –"

"I never thought it was – "

"– and it's not goop either."

Dick wrinkled his nose. "Why goop."

"Looks like goop."

"It does not –" Artemis threw a glare at Conner " – look like goop and it is not goop."

Supey frowns. "Are you sure?"

"It's frosting!"

Still laughing, Wally wrinkled his nose in amusement, "Ew Arty, no one wants to know about what you do alone in your room."

Rolling her eyes she turns to M'gann. "I found a freaking cupcake on my pillow this morning. Someone just left it there and I woke up with the thing covered all over my hair."

M'gann wet a towel cloth and handed it to Artemis. "Well it wasn't me. I wasn't awake till nine and I've been making breakfast since. The kitchen was just the way I left it when I woke up this morning."

"It's probably Baywatch over there," she glares and Wally stops laughing to glare back.

"Was not me."

"Then who else could it be?"

He scoffs. "Am I the only one in this freaking mountain aside from you? Come on!"

She crosses her arms unpleasantly. "Whatever you say. Then why were you laughing?"

"Because you had freaking white goop in your hair!"

"Told you it was goop," Conner murmured.

"It was not goop!" With that she turned and stormed out of the room.

"Where's she going?" Wally scoffed, angry that he didn't get the last word.

"Probably to wash the goop out of her hair," Conner shrugged.

M'gann turned off the stove and hurried after the blonde while Dick slid into the seat Wally had previously been sitting.

"So, where were you this morning?"

Wally sped over to stand beside him, "Now you're doubting me too?"

Dick grinned, "Nah man, I heard you this morning. Where'd you go at freaking six-o-clock?"

Wally deadpanned and Dick frowned before rested his chin on his hand and staring at the etchings on the marble top, "Never mind. It's none of my business."

"No, it's –"

M'gann burst back in and stole the spatula from Wally's hand. She dunked it under tap water for a couple of seconds before turning back to the pancakes.

"Oh no!" all pairs of eyes flew to the Martian who looked absolutely devastated. "There are no more eggs left!"

"

"

"I don't understand why we had to make the trip. Why not Supey? I mean he's the one dating her."

"Because, Kid Idiot, you're the one who needs to eat three dozen pancakes to get full."

"Do not. More like two when I'm hungry."

"Don't you mean when you're not hungry, which, let's admit it, is never. Stop pouting."

"Not pouting."

Dick grabbed the shopping list from Wally's hand and uncrumpled the flimsy paper. "We need – wow okay – ten cartons of eggs."

"M'gann's just trying to think ahead."

"No Wally that's just how much you eat in one sitting."

Wally grumbled and pushed the cart after Dick. "What else?"

"Hmm…five bags of flour, ten boxes of blueberries, ten boxes of strawberries, ten boxes of raspberry, ten – okay so everything's in tens – ten blocks of chocolate, and ten jars of…why would we need peanut butter with pancakes?"

Dick throws a look back at Wally.

"But dude, peanut butter tastes good with everything."

"I'm sure."

"Can't say till you've tried it can you."

"Considering you're an eating machine I'd really rather not trust your taste buds."

"But it's peanut butter on pancakes. You can't tell me that doesn't sound amazing."

Dick snorts and begins opening each carton of eggs, checking which ones weren't cracked, before handing the ones deemed acceptable to Wally.

"So where next?"

"Fruits."

Wally ran ahead, jumping onto the cart at the last minute, riding all the way down the aisle. Dick followed behind, taking his time to glance at things on sale.

"Dude," Wally pointed at the fruit stand, "I don't think there are enough boxes to meet M'gann's requirements."

Dick rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess some of your pancakes won't have any fruits in it."

"Man, this sucks. Why can't we order in groceries like we always do?"

Dick picked out a box of strawberries and placed it beside the eggs. "Because the shipment wouldn't arrive in time for breakfast. Hurry up and help me get everything in the cart. I have things I need to do back home."

"What kind of things."

"None of your business kind of things."

"Oh that's just cute."

After emptying out the fruit stand and Wally knocking down an aisle of brand name cereal, they finally managed to empty everything out of the cart and pay.

"Wow, they sure really hate us, huh."

Dick sighed, took it upon himself to be a better person, and walked ahead.

"Rob, Robbie, dude, hey, wait up. Dude, hey, dude wait – so not cool, dude stop running!"

"

"

"Are you guys serious?"

Wally dropped the groceries on the floor while Dick placed them carefully on the counter, muttering about the eggs.

"You guys didn't even wait for us?"

The rest of the team asides from them were sitting around the dining table, their plates full of omelets, bacon, hash browns, and the pancakes –

"Not cool. Not cool. You guys ate the pancakes without me?"

"Us," Dick chimed in.

"Oh, yeah, right, hey, hey, don't you dare blondie."

Artemis smugly rolled up a pancake and stuffed it in her mouth.

"Bitch, you better be fucking ready 'cause you just started World War Three."

"Did you just call me bitch, fuck face."

"Yeah I did. What are you gonna do about it?"

"You're such a fucking –"

"Let's all calm down okay?"

"And not have such profanities during breakfast."

"How about lunch?" Dick smiled, earning a look from Kaldur.

M'gann placed a reassuring hand on Wally's arm. "I'm sorry we started without you Wally. How about I make another batch of pancakes for you? Is three dozen okay?"

Wally threw a smug look at Dick, "Two is fine. I already ate something earlier."

"Is that where you went this morning?" Dick asked.

Wally blinked before mentally giving himself props. "Oh, totally dude, I was so hungry, you know, you know how I am, and I just couldn't function, like I was practically dead, you know, so I just had to go out and eat something, alone, on my own, at a diner."

Dick began unpacking the eggs. "So you were with someone?"

"What, where did you get that idea?"

"It's fine, Wally. None of my business."

"But I wasn't –"

"Do you mind calling me when the pancakes are done? I have something to do," and he walked out of the room leaving Wally staring open mouthed as he disappeared out of sight.

"Sure thing," Wally muttered, slumping into his previous seat at the breakfast bar as M'gann began cracking eggs into a bowl.

"So was that two dozen?"

Wally let his forehead hit the table with a dull thunk.

"Can you make that four?"

"

"

Dick knew he was being unreasonable.

He was being unreasonable and selfish and acting like a jerk. He was the one who broke up with Wally and that was something he never regretted. He regretted that their relationship fell apart, that they couldn't fix it, but he didn't regret breaking up with him.

And now he was just being immature. If he stopped for a second to rationalize it, it made sense that Wally probably had a girlfriend, or even a boyfriend.

It wasn't like Wally was bad looking or had a terrible personality. Other people were going to try and pursue him and that was something he had to live with.

Wally wasn't his anymore.

And he was okay with that.

He really was.

He just wasn't use to the idea that Wally belonged to someone else.

LET'S FUCK. I'M HORNY.

He rolled onto his stomach and stared at the text before tugging his hair in frustration.

He really was being selfish.

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A/N : I started this at 4AM and finished editing at 6. So why is this chapter so pointless? Because everything is funny at 4AM.

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