A/N: So this oneshot necessarily isn't about the whole Team, but rather the dynamic friendship that Dick and Wally share. It's always fascinated me, and their brotherly love for each other, is pretty strong. Anyway, please enjoy! 

If there was one thing that scared Dick the most, it was sleeping alone in his room on a moonlightless night in the Manor, without Bruce. And that was exactly the kind of night this was: a night where the moon was present but was hidden, and one where Bruce was out patrolling without him. He shivered slightly, even though he was covered in warm blankets and pajamas, and stared out at the darkness from his massive window. The reason he wasn't on patrol that very night, was because he had sprained his wrist, trying to knock out some guys on the Team's last mission, and had forgotten his foot worked better than his fists. That, he hated himself for doing. Here he was, one of the greatest acrobats in the world, dealing with a sprained wrist. Yawning, he sat up, and ran his good hand through his pitch black hair. He considered getting up, and going to find Alfred, but decided that would be rude to wake the butler who worked day in and day out. Looking over, Dick saw his phone sitting and charging on the table.

He reached over, and picked it up, the screen flashing on from the movement. Since the finger that allowed him to bypass the password was on his bad hand and wrist, he had to insert the code, and when he did, it let him in. He laid on his stomach, and leaned the phone against the wooden edge of the foot of the bed, so he could still text and tap on things. It was a good thing he was an ambidextrous person, or that would be difficult. Pulling up his Instagram, he saw that Wally had just posted something about eating pizza at a place called Alex's Pizza in Rolla, Missouri, with his uncle. (This is an actual place in Rolla, and it is sooo good! I eat it every time our family drives through the town) Both speedsters were present in their civvies, devouring what looked to be ten or twenty pizzas, and all the civilians looking on in shock. Dick smirked at the sight, knowing just Wally alone could down at least half of the pizzas, and then some. Getting off Instagram, he went to his texts, and found the ginger's contact.

Dick tapped on his best friend's name, and texted, "Wallman...you on?" A few seconds later, a response came through, saying, "Yep! Dude, I so wish you were where I am now! These people look like they haven't seen anyone eat this much!" Dick chuckled, and answered, "Yeah, you go through food like M'gann goes through cookie mix. So Walls, I have a question for you..." The ginger answers merely seconds later, "What's the question, Dickie?" "Well, I'm alone in the Manor tonight. Bruce is out patrolling without me, because of my wrist getting sprained earlier, and I was wondering if you wanted to come on by and play some video games? I can't sleep, especially on a night like tonight.", Dick says. He frowns at the nickname, then lets it go as fast as it enters, because he was the one who did start the nickname calling this late at night with an energetic speedster. 

Several minutes go by without a response, and Dick starts to worry. Then, he hears a tap on his window, and peers out onto the lawn. Wally is standing there, holding a box of pizza, and wearing not only his civvies, but a bright smile. The raven haired teen gets up, and opens the window, and says, "You brought pizza. How sweet." Wally says, smirking, "I had to for the Bird locked up in the house. And if we're playing video games, we need nutrients." Dick snickered, and said, "Come in through the back door. I'll be down there in a second to let you in." He got up, and descended down the staircase to the kitchen, and found the ginger waiting outside. Opening the back door, Dick let Wally in, and the two went back upstairs with the pizza box. 

Once they were safe in Dick's room with the precious pizza and a closed door to prevent waking Alfred, Wally set the pizza on the floor between them. He opened the box, displaying a gloriously huge pizza cut into squares, and littered atop with sausage, pepperoni, mushrooms, olives, and ham. Dick smiled, when he saw the ham, because he knew Wally was the only one who would get him something with a topping that was at least partially Romanian. (Pork is a common meat used in Romanian dishes, and Dick's background, from where he was born, they say, was Romania. Ham is technically pork, even if its just from the thighs.) "Dude, ham? How'd you swing that? I thought Barry hated ham.", he asked the ginger. Wally shrugged, "It wasn't too hard. Changed one of the pizzas to have it, when I got your text, and rushed over as soon as it was done. He never knew about the ham." Dick said, "I'm assuming it's my influence on you, how you were able to get that past him?" "It could be that too.", Wally snickered. The two boys ate a couple pieces of pizza, then turned on the TV screen. 

As Dick searched by his phone's flashlight for the video game, he realized just how lucky he was, to know someone that would literally trick their mentor and uncle into getting a pizza he'd enjoy, then running cross country with it in a matter of seconds, just to hang out with him, because he couldn't sleep at 4 AM. When he turned to face the ginger, to tell him, he found Wally sleeping on the floor, on his stomach. His arms were tucked under his head, and he was slightly snoring. Dick shook his head, chuckling, then put the video game back on the shelf, and crawled over to the older teen. He leaned up against him, yawned, then stretched and curled up right beside him. As he drifted off to sleep, he whispered, "I sure am the luckiest person around, to know a best friend like you. Someone like a brother, that I couldn't love more than I already do."

A/N: So that is it! I hope you guys enjoyed this oneshot, and would request more best friend ones like this! I have a couple oneshots sent to me via PM, but they are SEASON 2 material. I'm opening up the floor to them now, because they are some pretty adorable Supermartian ones after Invasion. If you want, vote, comment, and share this book with anyone who might be interested in it! Until I can actually do another oneshot in here, stay whelmed!