Train

With an exasperated groan, Wally West, also known as the infamous Kid Flash, plopped himself on the grass and leaned back against the huge oak tree. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the train tracks about ten feet in front of him with his lower lip jutted out in upset anger. Robin, also known as Wally West's best friend, stood to the side of him with his amused eye brow raise and bothersome smirk. Wally looked up at him, eyebrow twitching in annoyance at his facial expression. He then turned gaze back to the train tracks and groaned softly again. With a cackle, Robin sat down next to him and jabbed his side.

"What's up with you, dude?" He asked, finding it hard not to giggle at his best friends' surprised jump at being poked.

"Nothin'." Wally replied, slight harshness in his voice and, clutched his side to make sure there would be no more jabbing of his side. Robin frowned and lied his chin on Wally's shoulder, slowly snaking his hand around to the side of the redheads' stomach that wasn't be guarded. He poked it hard again, making the speedster jump again and glare at him. "Knock it off!"

"Not until you tell me what's wrong." Robin said with a smirk, making the older teen groan for the third time as he readied himself to spill the beans.

"I'm just annoyed."

"Why?"

"School's starting tomorrow! Duh!" The Flash's sidekick threw his hands up in the air and turned himself so his entire body was facing Robin, making said raven-haired teen remove his head from his friend's shoulder. The younger teen rolled his eyes.

"So what?"

"So what?!" Wally practically screamed, looking at his best friend as if he had fifteen heads. "School's the most boring thing that has ever been invented! It takes like ten hours a day and-and all we do is just sit at desks and we only have one hour – one! – To get any exercise! Plus the lunches are gross, and the people are jerks. And none of the girls at my school are even hot! Do you know what that's like for me? No hot girls for ten hours a day, five days a week for ten months? Its hell, dude! Hell!" The raven-haired teen nodded solemnly, placing a reassuring hand on the red haired teen's shoulder. Wally sighed and looked at Robin seriously. "And on top of all that I won't get to spend much time with you or the team. And we can't hang out like bros like we are now, dude." For a split second, there was something unreadable on the protégé of Batman's face, as if he didn't realize that before his rambling idiot friend had said it. Then a grin was plastered on his face.

"Then shouldn't we have like a last hurrah, or something?" As soon as he said it, Robin regretted it. Well, partially anyways. He felt sorry for his best friend; Wally did not do too well with slow things. Even with the teachings from the great Flash, he still lost patience with boring and/or long things fairly quickly. Plus, for once, the idiot was right. He wasn't going to see the team or Wally except on missions for a while, and he was going to miss it.

The only reason why he regretted it, was because knowing Wally, he knew the redhead was going to do something that he was best at; something stupid.

Wally's face instantly lightened up at the thought. He grabbed Rob's hand, causing him to stand up next to the speedster. He quickly instructed the shorter male to hop on onto his back. The boy wonder was reluctant but, after many reassurances from the now impatient speedster, he climbed on slowly. Next thing he knew, wind was whistling against his ears, his eyes began to water, and his mouth was forced open by a gush of wind. He then gripped Wally's neck and stuffed his face into it. Suddenly, after what seemed to be a millisecond, it all stopped, causing the younger male to look up. They were standing on the train tracks that the speedster seemed to despise only minutes before.

Robin cocked his head to the side at the fact that Wally just seemed to be standing there waiting for something. He looked over at the speedster, noting the undeniable grin plastered on his face, making the younger teen suspicious and a little bit frightened. Knowing Wally West for as long as he did, he knew he had something idiotic in mind. But before he could ask, he heard a loud horn. He looked up with a slight gasp as a huge metro train began rumbling towards them. Finally realizing what the idiot had in mind – cursing himself for taking so long too –, his grip on his best friend tightened and he screamed at him.

"WALLY! NO YOU IDIOT; DON'T YOU DA--" But he was quickly cut off by the breath taking wind again. He had to blink rapidly to see where they were going. He looked back at the ginormous metro, which, might he add, was only a couple feet behind them. He cursed and tried not think of the worst as he buried his head back into Wally's neck. A loud laugh irrupted from the speedster once he felt Robin burry his head even deeper into his skin. He gripped the younger boy's thighs reassuringly.

"Don't worry, Rob!" He yelled over the sound of the wind and the train. "I've done this a million times, we'll be fi--" But he was stopped abruptly by a loud train as he felt his shoelace snag on the tracks. He sucked in a breath as he fell to the floor, Robin falling on top of him. In a rush of panic, he quickly grabbed his best friend and held him close to him. Robin screamed, burying his head into Wally's neck and Wally closed his eyes tightly, trying not to think of what was going to happen to them. There was a loud noise of the horn that sounded as the train passed over them.

When the deadening sound became distant, the redhead cracked an eye open. He looked down at his friend, a small smirk rising on his features. He sat up, causing the younger boy to let go of him. Said boy looked up at him, glasses still surprisingly intact, looking as if he just peed his pants, which he might've. You never know.
With a mocking pout, Wally crossed his arms. "Awh, my plan was ruined."

"Plan?" Robin asked shakily.

"Yeah. Get killed by a train so we don't have to go to school. Duh."

Robin just looked up at him, expression hard to read. Wally kept his pout going, patiently waiting for Rob's reaction. He decided to not press Robin. After all, he did just almost kill them both.

So after about a minute or so, the speedster found himself hunched over clutching his crotch area on the tracks as Robin stormed away in a huff, mumbling curses and about how he was going to call Batman. Wally grinned, tears forming in his eyes as he whispered,

"Best last day of summer ever."