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"Capture the what?" Superboy interrupted bluntly.
"Jeez, Supey. The Flag! Capture the Flag!" Kid Flash answered a little annoyed. This discussion was taking way too long for the speedsters liking.
"May I asked what this is all about?"
KF shook his head in disbelieve.
"Not you too Kaldur! Oh, come on guys, are you living under a rock?" He supported his point by waving his hands melodramatically up and down.
"Well, technical -," Megan started.
"It's just an expression," Wally hurried to cut in. He really needed to watch what he was saying. Why was everyone taking everything so literally these days?
Megan just ignored him and continued. She got rather good at that lately, Artemis must have taught her.
"Before Wally interrupted me," she semi-glared in his direction. "I was about to say that Capture the Flag is a common game among humans in which two teams try to capture a specific object, called the Flag," Megan answered smoothly.
Both members, Justice League and Young Justice alike, looked at her in awe.
Yes, the martian girl cheered inwardly. She was finally getting the hang of being human. The countless hours of Jersey-Shore-watching paid off. And Megan could have sworn that uncle J'onn just had proudly nodded at her.
"How-"
"Guys! Don't let yourself get distracted!" Artemis brought the heroes back on track.
"We are not gonna play with you, Robin. Ever. Again." She crossed her arms defensive over her chest. Note to self Archers are surprisingly good at carrying grudges.
"Pretty pleaseeeeee~" Robin begged.
"No. No way!"
The archer could feel the boy making puppy dog eyes behind his shades. How she was able to do so she didn't know.
"Forget it Boy Wonder and don't you dare to make the pouty bat face on me!"
Robins sparkly eyes seemed just to increase.
This must be the opposite of the bat-glare, Artemis thought darkly. Nobody could actually see the Dark Knight glaring, but you always knew when he does and it freaks you out.
"Uhrgggg." She took a step back. The stare was getting way too intense, like being showered in kittens, scratching on her will-power.
And then the boys bottom lip started to tremble.
"Fine! Whatever you want Boy Blunder." The protegé of Green Arrow gave finally in.
Nobody ever managed it past the pouty lips, except Alfred maybe.
"Yes, let's all play together!" Robin cheered in delight and somersaulted happily.
A creepy vibe spread from the little bird that screamed: If any more objections are following my head will make a 360-degree turn and shoot you with sparkly laser beams - and not the good kind, it will be the soul-crushing mind-control-type!
No one intervened.
“I feel uncomfortable. Why do I feel uncomfortable?” Aquaman whispered quietly.
Most likely because of the certain thread of death you just witnessed, Kaldur thought but didn’t dare to speak.
“Hem-hem,” Clark cleared his throat slightly and said, "I should probably stay out of it...it wouldn't be fair if-"
"NO! I... err... I mean... come on Superman, we haven't spent time together in a while..." Robin had the decency to blush at his next sentence. "And I kinda miss it." Dick was staring at his feet. "And after all, we have Super Boy!" He finished in a rush. “Don’t underestimate him!”
Clark laughed fondly at the antics of the little acrobat and ruffled his hair affectionately. He did know Dick for almost five years and for him the boy was family. Like the little nephew, he never had.
"I would love to spend more time with you too." He admits.
"Does that mean yes? Thanks!" Robin beamed enthusiastically. There was a barely audible hint of relief in his voice.
Bruce rolled his eyes at the display of affection between his protegé and the Man of Steel. And the Clone of Steel seemed also not amused with the development of the whole situation.
"Thought, you might wanna explain the rules for everyone first." Superman smiled.
"Sure!"