Pineapple.
Fiction: Wally hated being a hero.

Fact: Wally hated pineapples.

Can everyone tell the difference? Good.

Wally stared at the pineapple on the table.

The pineapple sat there, oozing evil (or so Wally thought) as the red head glared at the seemingly defenceless fruit.

Artemis came into the kitchen, halting when she saw that Wally was engaged in a staring match with an inanimate object. "What are you doing?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and staring at the speedster incredulously.

"Waiting for it to do something...evil," Wally said, ending the sentence in a conspiratorial whisper, not taking his eyes off of the prickly fruit.

Artemis blinked. "Well, you may be waiting for a while." Turning, she left the kitchen, mumbling under her breath, "You learn something new every day…."

Banana
Robin, fully absorbed in whatever was on his fancy wrist holo-gadget looked up a second too late. His lightning fast reflexes failed him and the fast moving blur of red and yellow tripped on the innocent banana peel lying on the ground, making him careen into Robin. An almost identical look of surprise and horror passed across the two faces when Wally was sent tumbling, and both boys had a painful impact with the floor.

Kid Flash was now on top of the boy wonder, both hands planted on either side of the younger teen's head in an effort to hold the red head above Dick, and the only snarky comment the acrobat could think of was, "Well this is awkward."

As though the universe was determined to make the boy's lives full of screaming birdflash fangirls, M'gann, Superboy and Artemis entered the room.

The three stopped, Superboy mainly because his girlfriend had halted than the fact that Robin and Kid Flash were in a very compromising position on the floor, and the girls stared, blushes spreading across their cheeks.

Artemis was the first to speak, clearing her throat and trying to hide the fact that red that coated her cheeks. "Didn't know you swung that way, guys."

Two identical protests came back at her. "No! It's not like that!"

Ninjas
Bowing theatrically, Robin, (wearing his sunglasses) opened the mall door for Zatanna.

"Why thank you," the magician's daughter said, grinning as she came through the door. Dick straightened up, and followed after her, the door sliding shut behind them.

Half-turning to face the acrobat, a smile graced Zatanna's face and she said, "I heard this really funny quote the other day; there are no automatic doors, just gentleman ninjas."

Robin snorted in laughter. "Well, Wally's called me a ninja enough times, and I'm certainly a gentleman." Almost at the same time, the two caught movement from the corner of their eyes, and they both looked back to see a lady trapped behind the door they'd just gone through – one labelled, 'automatic door.'

Television
"On other news, two of our favourite sidekicks have been revealed as having a secret, intimate relationship!" A break came on, and the blonde anchor shuffled the papers on her desk happily, clearly pleased with the information she'd received and even more pleased with the fact she got to present it.

Unbeknownst to her, in a secret base hidden inside a dormant volcano, said sidekicks sat down in front of the blaring T.V, each balancing a platter of food. Wally and Artemis sat on the couch, Wally with his arm around the blonde, and Artemis leaning into him slightly. M'gann and Conner were cuddled together, the Martian practically lying in his lap like a cat, while Conner gazed curiously at the actual pictures on the screen, sulking slightly because they couldn't watch the static, and Robin and Zatanna both had their feet propped up on the table, while said bare feet were entangled in a game of above-the-table footsie.

Kaldur and Rocket were currently out of the cave, on 'a secret mission.' The rest of the team read that as, 'going on a date and then playing tonsil hockey,' but they didn't mind, content with their own partners and watching the news. The break finished quickly, after displaying an ad for Batman-style masks, Kid Flash Halloween costumes, and washing detergent, and the blonde fixed her radiant smile on the camera.

"This picture was posted on the internet a couple of hours ago, finally revealing what some believed to be false actually true!" She pointed at the corner, and small picture expanded to show Robin and Kid Flash.

It was from the incident last week; the one involving Wally tripping over a banana peel and landing on top of Robin.

Artemis tried desperately to smother her giggles, even as Wally glared at her for even finding this semi-amusing, and Robin's mouth opened and closed, making him look like an out-of-water fish.

"WHY!?" Robin finally cried out, as Zatanna oogled the screen and M'gann and Artemis cracked themselves up giggling, while Wally pulled at his red hair and rocked backwards and forth slightly. "Why does the universe hate me!?"

Sleeping
Artemis slept like a cat; curled up around the nearest warm body and not letting go until she had to (Robin had often been captured as her pillow).

Kaldur wriggled around and tangled his blankets around him like a fish in a net (Robin had never seen him sleep underwater, but he probably was a little more relaxed in the low gravity of the ocean).

Wally was ungainly, limbs spread out as far as they could to take up all the space on wherever he was lying, and hanging over and off the edges, (Probably a side-effect of his claustrophobia, Robin always mused when he saw Wally catching Z's on the couch).

Opposite to Wally's sleeping style was Superboy, who'd always slept like he was in a coffin, or standing up in the closet (Robin had been looking for Supey one day and accidentally opened the closet in his room to get a massive scare when he saw the clone.)

M'gann was much like Artemis, except for the fact that Robin compared her more to a puppy looking for love than a cat looking for it. (Superboy was more likely to get the sleepy puppy-M'gann curled up to him then Robin was, but it had happened a couple of times before.)

The only one on the team Robin had never seen asleep in the cave was himself - but the team had, and a large (but still fairly quiet because they didn't want Robin to wake up and throw another batarang at them) chorus of 'aww's always followed after him when the team saw Robin curled up in his cape on the couch, or with his glasses hanging on by one arm from his ear as he used Roy, Wally or Artemis as a pillow.

Magic
"Magic isn't real." Wally argued, arms folded stubbornly as he faced down Zatanna.

"Then how do you explain my magic?" The dark-haired apprentice mage retorted, raising a confident eyebrow, a smirk visible on her face.

"What magic?" Wally shot back, "You probably just have futuristic technology that enables you to do..," he paused, trying to think of a good way to describe it, "What you do."

"Futuristic-?" Zatanna started, before raising her palms to Wally and shrugging. "Tac a otni tsew yllaw nrut!"

"Gibbledegook. Perfect for proving your poin-!" Wally began, before his words collapsed into a cat's indigent 'meow.' Where the human Wally West had stood, now crouched an adorable fiery-red – the same red of Wally's hair – kitten.

Zatanna grinned. "Magic doesn't exist, huh?" She asked the kitten rhetorically, knowing he couldn't reply and taking great delight in Wally's attempts to try and figure out what had happened to him.

Wizard
Zatanna burst into a fit of giggles upon seeing the T.V, (which was currently showing a magic show) and the rest of the team stared at her, bemused.

"What?" She said, grin fastened on her face. "I'm just remembering the first time I saw a 'wizard' at work." When the team looked confused she elaborated. "Dad took me to see a travelling act, and they had a magic show. Er," she paused, and then said, "Yromem ym meat eht wohs." She Broadcasted into the other's minds, a picture of a little, 8-year-old Zatanna staring down a man dressed in wizard robes. The fake mage bent down to her height, cooing, "Does the little girl want a bunny?"

Just as she pouted and shouted, "You're a fakey!" And kicked him violently in the shin.

Robin started, blinking, and Wally started to laugh at her attitude. "Dude!" The red-head said, grinning, "That's like me!"

"Really?" Zatanna asked curiously, "Can we see then?"

"Go 'head." Wally said, shrugging and flashing a smile.

"Yromem 'stseW yallW su whos." The scene changed, to a six year old Wally staring down a black-tuxedo dressed guy. His firey hair stuck up stubbornly as he glared at the magician, and, almost exactly like Zatanna's memory, the magician bent down to Wally's height.

"Magic isn't real!" The six year old shouted stubbornly, giving the guy a vicious kick in the shin.

Box
Kid Flash was scared. No, terrified would have been a better word to describe it. His green eyes were wide, his breathing was hitched and his heart was thumping in his chest so fast that if he was hooked up to a hospital heart monitor, the red head would have registered as flat-lined.

Except he wasn't hooked up to a heart monitor, and he wasn't anywhere near a hospital - well, not that he could tell. It was kind of hard to figure out where he was when he was trapped inside a 1x1 steel box, with barely any moving space. (The fact said box wasn't tied down to anything and kept smashing into the walls of the truck when it turned corners didn't help much.)

The only thing he could hope for was that the league would notice he was gone – the league or the- his thoughts were cut off as the truck braked sharply, sending Wally and the box smashing into the front and making a light trickle of blood creep from under his mask and down his neck. Great. The speedster thought, grabbing onto any other thoughts he could to prevent himself from vibrating in fear and giving himself a bloody nose, Now I probably have a concussion on top of getting captured by whoever just kidnapped me. Hearing a thump on top of his box Wally's brow furrowed and he bit his lip. "Calm down, West." He mumbled to himself, uncurling half a hand from the foetal position he was in to probe at the cut on the back of his head. "They're just trying to freak you." Well, he added mentally, they're doing a smashing job.

Suddenly, he could hear the sounds of fighting, and the thump of a body hitting the side of his box. Wally shied away from it instinctively, even though he couldn't see what had hit, and he swallowed. Please be the league, please be the team, please be the league, please be the team, was his mantra as he waited in the dark, tiny enclosed space, and he heaved a massive sigh of relief as Superboy ripped the top of the box off and sent sunlight into Wally's prison. Picking up the team's speedster bridal style gently, (and ignoring Wally's protests that he could walk, even after being trapped in that tiny space for over a torturous normal hour, who knows how many in speedster time), Superboy took him outside and was immediately swamped by his very relieved team. Almost as soon as the red head could take stock of all the hired help strewn around, unconscious thanks to his team, Wally was swept up into a massive group hug, him and Supey caught in the middle.

To his surprise, he was shaking slightly – not fast enough to vibrate and hurt anyone, but he was still shaking.

But his team was there. And they just held him until the last dregs of his claustrophobia from being stuck in that box faded.

Drama
"Richard Grayson, while your portrayal of a hero was very emotional, I'm afraid I can only give you a B minus because I believe the acting was not fitting for a heroes' personality."

Dick, known to a select few as the crime fighting hero Robin stared at his drama teacher, eye twitching. "Bu-!" He started to protest, drawing the teacher's eyes upward from her work again.

"Yes?" The brunette teacher asked, looking at Richard with a blankly curious face.

Dick just shook his head slowly, and walked away. I hate drama. He thought to himself.

Masks
The team was used to wearing masks. It was a simple fact – all heroes were used to wearing masks. The brightly coloured strips that covered their faces were easily to hide behind, easily to conceal what was happening in your mind, but it was also so much easier to hide without the masks…

Artemis knew that. She knew it was simple to make sure nobody figured out what was really going on in her head.

But, even the most carefully constructed masks could tear, and sometimes Artemis couldn't help feeling so tired of having to keep fighting and working and just hiding. And in those times, she'd have the team to support her, and she'd be so glad that she trusted them enough to help her make a stronger mask. One that she could show the world without any fear.

So, maybe not wearing a mask wasn't that bad.

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A/N: Hey guys! I know, I know, bad Nari, working on this instead of Just Dance or something, but I couldn't resist! :3

I'll be uploading a hundred and one of these little shorts for you enjoyment, ten per chapter and one for the last chapter. ^^

…And I think these were mean to be short….And, you'know, not as crackish.