{Young Justice} Silly Little Snowflakes
Title: Silly Little Snowflakes
Author: Mayhem
Word Count: 959
Author's notes: written a while ago, posting for completeness. Hints of Roy/Kaldur
Summary: for this prompt on the YJ Anon meme: I miss snow, anons. Can I have something short and sweet and cold and fluffy and white? I do love me some Roy/Kal, but team shenanigans are also a favorite, and a combination of the two might make me quietly explode with happiness. :)
The first thing Wally did upon arriving at the snow covered mountain was scream, “SNOWBALL FIGHT!”
“Dibs on Artemis!” Robin called back, locking down his gloveputer.
“I suppose I’ll let you be on my team,” Artemis said long-sufferingly. “If it really means that much to you.”
“Dude!” Wally said, wounded. “Are you betraying me?”
“She’s got better aim,” Robin shrugged, and highfived the archer, who stuck her tongue out at Wally.
“Fine,” Wally huffed. “But I get Megan!”
“Sorry, what?” M’gann asked, floating in late. Conner was behind her, looking just as confused.
Wally sped over and leaned on Conner’s shoulder. “You guys are on my team!” he cheered. “We’re having a war!”
“A snowball fight?” M’gann gasped, clasping her hands together. “Oh, I’ve seen these on tv, but I never thought I’d actually-oh, this is so exciting!”
And with M’gann like that, Conner couldn’t refuse, and sighed.
“That’s perfectly fine with us,” Artemis said. “We get Aqualad on our team for the snow war.”
They all stopped to consider the damage a water manipulator might cause on a field of frozen water.
“Well, shit,” Wally said.
Conner snorted. “Yeah, if you can get him to play.”
“I’d love to participate,” Kaldur said, spooking pretty much everyone. “But only if my friend can play, too.”
“Are you taking the Ninjaing Bat!course or something?” Artemis demanded.
And then Kaldur came forward, out of the shadows, and they finally noticed the figure at his shoulder.
“Roy!” Wally called, and glomped onto the archer. “Hey, buddy, how’ve you been? Where’ve you been? Are you here to join the team? Huh? Huh huh huh?”
“Don’t be stupid,” Robin said, poking Wally’s stomach. The speedster folded over protectively, and Robin used his back as a table to rest his elbow on. “Speedy’s too grown up to join us at the kids’ table.”
“It’s Red Arrow,” Roy reminded them. “And the last time you found a ‘kids’ table’ you blew it up, and it didn’t stop raining wood shards for a week.”
“I know,” Robin said dreamily. “Good times.”
Wally straightened up, shoving Robin down instead. “It’s cool that you’re here, though, and also, you’re totally on my team.”
“Hey,” Conner called crossly. “Don’t we get a say in this?”
“No,” Wally and Roy said at the exact same time. “I’m not gonna be on your team,” Roy continued. Kaldur frowned a bit, tilting his head. “I might just let you be on mine, though,” he concluded.
“Sure, great, whatever,” Robin said, and grabbed Kaldur’s arm. “Standard rules.”
“Half an hour for fort-building,” Wally called, back over with Conner and M’gann.
“Powers okay, anything goes,” Roy recited.
“And nothing less than total fort annihilation gets you victory,” Robin concluded as they split up.
“Good luck!” M’gann called, waving, as Wally towed her out the side door.
“You too!” Artemis called back, then looked around at Robin and Kaldur.
“We don’t need luck…” Robin said, grinning and rubbing his gloves together.
Kaldur, who, incidentally, had been taking the Ninja Bat!course, finished the saying for him. “…because we have strategy.”
~@~
“You cheated,” Wally accused. “You turned my team against me!”
“You turned your team against yourself,” Robin replied, grinning. “Not my fault there was a mutiny. But Megan makes a great general.”
Artemis followed close behind them. “The many-arms thing helped,” she pointed out. “But my aim was still better than hers. And better than yours, too, Kid Clumsy.”
“Hey, running in snow is hard,” Wally defended. The three continued bickering aimlessly, leading the way back in.
“Let’s make hot chocolate!” M’gann cheered, floating along beside Conner. “Do you like hot chocolate, Conner?”
He frowned. “I don’t know,” he said thoughtfully. “I’ve never had it.”
“Oh, you’ll like it,” she assured him, and went on to list the merits of hot cocoa, but he was more interested in the snow in her eyelashes and the delicate red flush high on her cheeks. Hot chocolate might sound nice, he thought as he gently caught one of her gloved hands with his, but this moment was nicer.
Kaldur watched the groups ahead, smiling a little. “Geez,” Roy said, clapping the snow off his gloves. “Third wheel, much? How do you stand it?”
“It might get a little out of hand, sometimes,” Kaldur admitted. “But everyone deserves happiness. Who am I to stand in the way of what joy they can find?”
A sane person, Roy thought, but didn’t say. He knew that leading a team must be hard, but leading a team of hormonal teenagers and unstable children had to be worse.
“How do you stand it?” he asked again, quietly, and this time, he meant everything.
Kaldur looked at him, read his meaning, and smiled just a little. “By thinking that one day, I might find my own happiness,” he said quietly. The door shut behind the others, and it was just the two of them, alone in the soft white world.
The breath caught in Roy’s throat, and the moment grew. “Yeah,” he breathed. “Uh. Yeah, well, uh. Good….luck with that?” he tried, and the moment shattered like a snowflake.
“Indeed,” Kaldur said, but his mouth was quirking up, and his eyes were warm, and okay, so none of this was making any sense to Roy and he had snow down the back of his jacket and he was cold.
“Yeah,” Roy said, and shuffled a little. There was another moment of silence, so he offered, a little bit lamely, “You, uh, wanna get some of that hot chocolate?”
Kaldur outright grinned, and turned towards the door. “Actually, I think I really would.” And together, they walked back into the waiting warmth.
Author: Mayhem
Word Count: 959
Author's notes: written a while ago, posting for completeness. Hints of Roy/Kaldur
Summary: for this prompt on the YJ Anon meme: I miss snow, anons. Can I have something short and sweet and cold and fluffy and white? I do love me some Roy/Kal, but team shenanigans are also a favorite, and a combination of the two might make me quietly explode with happiness. :)
The first thing Wally did upon arriving at the snow covered mountain was scream, “SNOWBALL FIGHT!”
“Dibs on Artemis!” Robin called back, locking down his gloveputer.
“I suppose I’ll let you be on my team,” Artemis said long-sufferingly. “If it really means that much to you.”
“Dude!” Wally said, wounded. “Are you betraying me?”
“She’s got better aim,” Robin shrugged, and highfived the archer, who stuck her tongue out at Wally.
“Fine,” Wally huffed. “But I get Megan!”
“Sorry, what?” M’gann asked, floating in late. Conner was behind her, looking just as confused.
Wally sped over and leaned on Conner’s shoulder. “You guys are on my team!” he cheered. “We’re having a war!”
“A snowball fight?” M’gann gasped, clasping her hands together. “Oh, I’ve seen these on tv, but I never thought I’d actually-oh, this is so exciting!”
And with M’gann like that, Conner couldn’t refuse, and sighed.
“That’s perfectly fine with us,” Artemis said. “We get Aqualad on our team for the snow war.”
They all stopped to consider the damage a water manipulator might cause on a field of frozen water.
“Well, shit,” Wally said.
Conner snorted. “Yeah, if you can get him to play.”
“I’d love to participate,” Kaldur said, spooking pretty much everyone. “But only if my friend can play, too.”
“Are you taking the Ninjaing Bat!course or something?” Artemis demanded.
And then Kaldur came forward, out of the shadows, and they finally noticed the figure at his shoulder.
“Roy!” Wally called, and glomped onto the archer. “Hey, buddy, how’ve you been? Where’ve you been? Are you here to join the team? Huh? Huh huh huh?”
“Don’t be stupid,” Robin said, poking Wally’s stomach. The speedster folded over protectively, and Robin used his back as a table to rest his elbow on. “Speedy’s too grown up to join us at the kids’ table.”
“It’s Red Arrow,” Roy reminded them. “And the last time you found a ‘kids’ table’ you blew it up, and it didn’t stop raining wood shards for a week.”
“I know,” Robin said dreamily. “Good times.”
Wally straightened up, shoving Robin down instead. “It’s cool that you’re here, though, and also, you’re totally on my team.”
“Hey,” Conner called crossly. “Don’t we get a say in this?”
“No,” Wally and Roy said at the exact same time. “I’m not gonna be on your team,” Roy continued. Kaldur frowned a bit, tilting his head. “I might just let you be on mine, though,” he concluded.
“Sure, great, whatever,” Robin said, and grabbed Kaldur’s arm. “Standard rules.”
“Half an hour for fort-building,” Wally called, back over with Conner and M’gann.
“Powers okay, anything goes,” Roy recited.
“And nothing less than total fort annihilation gets you victory,” Robin concluded as they split up.
“Good luck!” M’gann called, waving, as Wally towed her out the side door.
“You too!” Artemis called back, then looked around at Robin and Kaldur.
“We don’t need luck…” Robin said, grinning and rubbing his gloves together.
Kaldur, who, incidentally, had been taking the Ninja Bat!course, finished the saying for him. “…because we have strategy.”
~@~
“You cheated,” Wally accused. “You turned my team against me!”
“You turned your team against yourself,” Robin replied, grinning. “Not my fault there was a mutiny. But Megan makes a great general.”
Artemis followed close behind them. “The many-arms thing helped,” she pointed out. “But my aim was still better than hers. And better than yours, too, Kid Clumsy.”
“Hey, running in snow is hard,” Wally defended. The three continued bickering aimlessly, leading the way back in.
“Let’s make hot chocolate!” M’gann cheered, floating along beside Conner. “Do you like hot chocolate, Conner?”
He frowned. “I don’t know,” he said thoughtfully. “I’ve never had it.”
“Oh, you’ll like it,” she assured him, and went on to list the merits of hot cocoa, but he was more interested in the snow in her eyelashes and the delicate red flush high on her cheeks. Hot chocolate might sound nice, he thought as he gently caught one of her gloved hands with his, but this moment was nicer.
Kaldur watched the groups ahead, smiling a little. “Geez,” Roy said, clapping the snow off his gloves. “Third wheel, much? How do you stand it?”
“It might get a little out of hand, sometimes,” Kaldur admitted. “But everyone deserves happiness. Who am I to stand in the way of what joy they can find?”
A sane person, Roy thought, but didn’t say. He knew that leading a team must be hard, but leading a team of hormonal teenagers and unstable children had to be worse.
“How do you stand it?” he asked again, quietly, and this time, he meant everything.
Kaldur looked at him, read his meaning, and smiled just a little. “By thinking that one day, I might find my own happiness,” he said quietly. The door shut behind the others, and it was just the two of them, alone in the soft white world.
The breath caught in Roy’s throat, and the moment grew. “Yeah,” he breathed. “Uh. Yeah, well, uh. Good….luck with that?” he tried, and the moment shattered like a snowflake.
“Indeed,” Kaldur said, but his mouth was quirking up, and his eyes were warm, and okay, so none of this was making any sense to Roy and he had snow down the back of his jacket and he was cold.
“Yeah,” Roy said, and shuffled a little. There was another moment of silence, so he offered, a little bit lamely, “You, uh, wanna get some of that hot chocolate?”
Kaldur outright grinned, and turned towards the door. “Actually, I think I really would.” And together, they walked back into the waiting warmth.