Walkabout Memories 2: Copy Cat
Crossover: Young Justice/Pokemon
Characters: Artemis, Roy, Ollie
Summary: Raising Children? Not the easiest thing.
Ages
Artemis/Roy: 7ish.
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“Meanie!”
“Brat!”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Blondie!!”
“Hey, hey!” Ollie separated his two bickering kids. Artemis stuck her tongue out at Roy who pulled at her hair.
“Stop Roy,” Ollie scolded. “Look can’t you two get along? You’re siblings! Blood is thicker than water.”
He got two scowls in response. Ollie groaned. Why were his kids such a handful? Barry said his kid was an angel and Bruce just smirked (which meant his kid was a perfect little angel too!). “Look, if you keep misbehaving, I won’t give you two the Pokemon I caught for you two.”
Instantly his kids became quiet. Ollie patted himself on the back. ‘And Dinah said bribing didn’t work.’
He handed a pokeball each to Artemis and Roy. Eager to see their new pokemon, Roy and Artemis both threw their pokeballs into the air. From Artemis’s pokeball appeared a female Nidoran. From Roy’s pokeball appeared a male Nidoran.
“Now go play with your new playmates,” Ollie said, ushering his kids in opposite direction of each other. Having pokemon playmates should keep them quiet until Dinah came home.
The peace didn’t last.
“Mines is better!”
“No my Nidoran is better!”
“Well mines is blue!”
“So? Idiot!”
“Well Purple is a lame color!”
Ollie nearly sobbed as he heard his kids arguing again. He walked back into the room to see Roy pulling on Artemis’ hair and Artemis biting Roy’s hand. Their Nidorans sat further away cuddling against each other, obvious to their owners’ bickering.
“Stop it you two,” Ollie ordered.
Artemis and Roy pulled apart from each other. Then pointing fingers at each other they said, “She/He started it!”
Then they glared at each other. (Under other circumstances, Ollie might think it was cute that his kids were trying to mimic Bruce’s patented Batglare.) “Stop copying me! DAD! Art/Roy is copying me!”
Ollie sighed. Kids…
Characters: Artemis, Roy, Ollie
Summary: Raising Children? Not the easiest thing.
Ages
Artemis/Roy: 7ish.
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“Meanie!”
“Brat!”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Blondie!!”
“Hey, hey!” Ollie separated his two bickering kids. Artemis stuck her tongue out at Roy who pulled at her hair.
“Stop Roy,” Ollie scolded. “Look can’t you two get along? You’re siblings! Blood is thicker than water.”
He got two scowls in response. Ollie groaned. Why were his kids such a handful? Barry said his kid was an angel and Bruce just smirked (which meant his kid was a perfect little angel too!). “Look, if you keep misbehaving, I won’t give you two the Pokemon I caught for you two.”
Instantly his kids became quiet. Ollie patted himself on the back. ‘And Dinah said bribing didn’t work.’
He handed a pokeball each to Artemis and Roy. Eager to see their new pokemon, Roy and Artemis both threw their pokeballs into the air. From Artemis’s pokeball appeared a female Nidoran. From Roy’s pokeball appeared a male Nidoran.
“Now go play with your new playmates,” Ollie said, ushering his kids in opposite direction of each other. Having pokemon playmates should keep them quiet until Dinah came home.
The peace didn’t last.
“Mines is better!”
“No my Nidoran is better!”
“Well mines is blue!”
“So? Idiot!”
“Well Purple is a lame color!”
Ollie nearly sobbed as he heard his kids arguing again. He walked back into the room to see Roy pulling on Artemis’ hair and Artemis biting Roy’s hand. Their Nidorans sat further away cuddling against each other, obvious to their owners’ bickering.
“Stop it you two,” Ollie ordered.
Artemis and Roy pulled apart from each other. Then pointing fingers at each other they said, “She/He started it!”
Then they glared at each other. (Under other circumstances, Ollie might think it was cute that his kids were trying to mimic Bruce’s patented Batglare.) “Stop copying me! DAD! Art/Roy is copying me!”
Ollie sighed. Kids…