Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me. I just love them and like to write silly stories featuring them.

A/N: I have no idea where this story came from. Not. At. All. This has never occurred to me before, and it just randomly popped into my head so I started writing it. Obviously it's going to be KF x Rob at some point in the future, and I have a pretty good idea how I'm going to do that, but for now they're just friends and Wally's being an incapable idiot. Oh, Wally!

Hope you enjoy it!…


"Rob, I can't."



"Come on, Wally. It's only for a few days. Just until I convince Bruce and Alfred to let me keep him."

"Rob, I can't, and you know it."

"Why not?"

"Do you have any idea how much Barry would freak out if he found out."

"It's only a puppy; it's not the end of the world."

"Barry hates dogs. No dogs is like the only rule he's ever given me. He never gives rules about anything! Aunt Iris takes care of rules!"

"He's not a dog, he's a puppy."

Scowl. "No."

"…Wally, please," Dick whined, trying to catch Wally's gaze. His eyes were growing larger by the second, his eyebrows beginning to crease as he began initiating his 'puppy dog expression.' No, no, no. Wally's eyes diverted to the floor. He had zero tolerance to Dick's sad face, and he was not in the mood to be beaten by the little brat. He would just stare at the floor. "Dude," Dick said, tapping his arm. "Look at me!"



"You're doing the eye thing!" Wally cried.

He could feel Dick smirking without even having to look up. "Eye thing?"

"The eye thing!" he repeated, far too high-pitched. "All big and sad and stuff."


"No, Dick."

"Just because you can't stand my adorable face."

"I didn't say tha-" Wally made the mistake of looking up and internally cursed himself as Dick's gaze latched onto his own. He was definitely doing the eye thing. His head was tilted down slightly, his raven hair and big blue eyes standing out against his grey, dismal surroundings. His eyebrows were furrowed together and his bottom lip was poking out slightly in a little pout. He glanced down at the puppy in his arms and then back up to Wally.

Undeniably, Wally's heart melted.

"I hate you," Wally murmured, and the younger boy frowned. "What's his name?"

"He doesn't have one yet. I just got him this morning from the animal shelter. He had previous owners, but I don't know what they called him."

"Okay, well I guess I'll just call him Jeff, or something-"

Dick gasped slightly. "Really? Ohmygod, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Robin launched himself at his best friend, wrapping an arm around his best friend's chest while still keeping one arm around the puppy he was holding. Wally sighed, slowly returning the hug. "Okay, but you owe me one," Wally said in Dick's hair after a few seconds.

"Uh, no," Robin said stepping back immediately and leaving Wally feeling suddenly cold. "This is one of the many favours that you owe me."

Wally frowned. "Ugh. Fine, but this counts as two favours."

"Deal. I'll be back in a few days to pick him up," Dick agreed, and near enough dropped the poor puppy into Wally's arms.

"Uh, okay?" He regretted not mentioning that he had no idea how to look after an animal.

Dick grinned, before turning back down the driveway. "And, uh, KF?"


"Seriously. Thanks."

He smiled softly, and Wally's heart skipped a beat. Damn that boy.

A/N: That was kind of short, but it was only a prologue so…review? please? :D