Fic: Spreading The Love
I just wanted to do something light and fun! So here's my cheer me up fic!
Title: Spreading The Love
Author: Singer
Characters: Dick, Roy, Wally, Garth, Donna, members of the Justice League.
Pairings: Garth/Roy/Dick/Wally/Donna... oh yes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not my Characters...*pouty face*
Warnings: None.
Summary: The Teen Titans decide there isn't enough love in the world.
There are some days when it just isn’t worth changing the channel. On every station, it was the same story.
Masses of angry people carrying a forest of picket signs filled the screen. Messages of hate and anti-hate were thrown back and forth between the rioters as they tried to outshout each other.
The Senate was voting on some sort of bill for increased equality, which had brought out all of the protestors and all of the people protesting the protestors.
It was tiring just watching them all.
Donna sighed as she hit the mute button, cutting off one man’s anti-gays tirade, or was it an anti-foreigners rant? There were so many types of bigotry being spouted that it was too hard to keep track!
“What’s wrong with people these days?” Roy asked, lying back on the training room mat.
“Not enough love their childhoods, Speedy,” Dick replied with a rueful little smile playing on his lips. He was stretched out on his stomach next to the boy archer.
The Titans were currently lounging in the Watchtower gym after a workout session, watching the TV that was in place so you had something to look at while on the equipment. They’d been cooped up on the station for the past few days due to some super villain that specifically targeted young upcoming heroes. Needless to say, their mentors had freaked.
Said mentors had caught the criminal mere hours ago and were currently making sure the man was locked up earth-side in maximum security.
“Well someone needs to go give ‘em all a hug then, because all of their whining is getting annoying,” Wally added with a huff.
“Great idea, Fleet Feet! Let’s forget all the fighting for justice junk and start spreading the love instead!” Roy joked, hugging himself in an exaggerated manner. Wally prodded him with his boot even as he chuckled at Roy’s antics.
“Hugs and kisses for all!” the red clad archer shouted through laughter, throwing his hands up in the air. The laughter in the room swelled. Garth was laughing so hard that he fell off the pommel horse he’d been sitting on, prompting an even larger outburst of laughter from the team.
“We should just reinstitute the way of the ancient Greeks and Romans,” Donna added once she got her laughter in control, ”They used to greet their friends with a kiss. Just think of how much happier everyone would be!”
“They didn’t cover that in history class!” Wally exclaimed. He looked shocked but was still grinning.
“I think I like your history lessons better Donna,” Dick chimed in, rolling onto his back.
“So it’s decided, we forsake the handshake and institute the kiss instead!” Garth declared as he joined the four on the mats. He didn’t quite trust himself to stay on the pommel horse if this conversation kept up. Still being damp from his swim in the JLA pool didn’t help much either.
Roy pumped his fist in the air as he sat up, “We’ll make front page news for sure with this one!”
More laughter ensued.
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The sound of raucous semi-breathless laughter filled the room, accented here and there by playful shrieks and friendly jibes.
The scene in the gym was rather chaotic. Titans were running this way and that all over the room, ducking around equipment and skirting the edges of the pool attempting to keep out of Aqualad’s reach.
Garth dove into the pool, crossing it in a second and cutting off Speedy on the other side. Roy tried to beat a quick retreat in the direction he had come from, but was stopped by a pair of Atlantean arms wrapping around his chest. Any protests that would’ve been coming were cut off by a quick peck on the lips, after which Garth dove back in the pool to get out of the archer’s reach.
“You’re all wet now, Speedy!” Robin called out from where he was sitting on top of the high bar.
“You’re asking for it Shortpants!” Roy replied, grabbing onto one of the support bars and giving the apparatus a good shake. Robin leapt from the top and rolled into a sprint, Speedy hot on his tail. Yellow fabric met yellow fabric as the archer snagged a fistful of cape and yanked the wearer backwards. Dick’s surprised yelp disappeared into a firm lip lock with Roy.
“I’ve always thought that mouth would get you in trouble one of these days,” Speedy teased once he let the acrobat go. Robin stuck his tongue out in reply, a faint blush coloring his cheeks as he set off to snag the next “victim”.
Wally didn’t expect to go blind as he rounded the stationary bicycle, so he was not at all prepared when the same cape that had been Robin’s “downfall” cut off his vision. That gave Dick the perfect opportunity to plant a small kiss at the corner of the red head’s mouth.
“You’re it, Motor Mouth!” Dick laughed as he flipped away from the stunned speedster, reaffixing his cape in midair.
Wally let out a laugh and zipped off to give Donna a quick smooch before she got done giggling at Robin’s little sneak kiss.
“Your turn now Wonder Chick!” he said, ducking away as she tried to ruffle his hair. She took off up into the air so she could select her next target, still giggling behind her hand.
She was just about to swoop down on Speedy when she heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.
They weren’t alone anymore.
Apparently the Justice League had gotten the villain sufficiently secured, because they were most definitely back in the Watchtower, and most definitely standing in the gym doorway. Judging by the looks on their faces, they’d been there for a little while.
Diana was staring, startled, but not angry. Arthur’s face was turning a shade of purple. Barry looked dumbstruck and Ollie’s mouth was hanging open. Dinah had a hand to her mouth, so it was hard to tell if she was smiling or aghast. J'onn was unreadable in a way that appeared neither good nor bad, Hal had his headed cocked to one side, and Clark was blinking rapidly, like he didn’t quite believe what he had just seen. Bruce was just still, very still.
The Titans congregated in the middle of the mats, nervously shuffling feet and generally avoiding eye contact.
Thick silence reigned for a moment.
“Anyone care to explain just what you kids are doing?”
Looks were cast between the Titans and small smiles appeared on their lips.
“Uhhh… spreading the love?”
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End.
Title: Spreading The Love
Author: Singer
Characters: Dick, Roy, Wally, Garth, Donna, members of the Justice League.
Pairings: Garth/Roy/Dick/Wally/Donna... oh yes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not my Characters...*pouty face*
Warnings: None.
Summary: The Teen Titans decide there isn't enough love in the world.
There are some days when it just isn’t worth changing the channel. On every station, it was the same story.
Masses of angry people carrying a forest of picket signs filled the screen. Messages of hate and anti-hate were thrown back and forth between the rioters as they tried to outshout each other.
The Senate was voting on some sort of bill for increased equality, which had brought out all of the protestors and all of the people protesting the protestors.
It was tiring just watching them all.
Donna sighed as she hit the mute button, cutting off one man’s anti-gays tirade, or was it an anti-foreigners rant? There were so many types of bigotry being spouted that it was too hard to keep track!
“What’s wrong with people these days?” Roy asked, lying back on the training room mat.
“Not enough love their childhoods, Speedy,” Dick replied with a rueful little smile playing on his lips. He was stretched out on his stomach next to the boy archer.
The Titans were currently lounging in the Watchtower gym after a workout session, watching the TV that was in place so you had something to look at while on the equipment. They’d been cooped up on the station for the past few days due to some super villain that specifically targeted young upcoming heroes. Needless to say, their mentors had freaked.
Said mentors had caught the criminal mere hours ago and were currently making sure the man was locked up earth-side in maximum security.
“Well someone needs to go give ‘em all a hug then, because all of their whining is getting annoying,” Wally added with a huff.
“Great idea, Fleet Feet! Let’s forget all the fighting for justice junk and start spreading the love instead!” Roy joked, hugging himself in an exaggerated manner. Wally prodded him with his boot even as he chuckled at Roy’s antics.
“Hugs and kisses for all!” the red clad archer shouted through laughter, throwing his hands up in the air. The laughter in the room swelled. Garth was laughing so hard that he fell off the pommel horse he’d been sitting on, prompting an even larger outburst of laughter from the team.
“We should just reinstitute the way of the ancient Greeks and Romans,” Donna added once she got her laughter in control, ”They used to greet their friends with a kiss. Just think of how much happier everyone would be!”
“They didn’t cover that in history class!” Wally exclaimed. He looked shocked but was still grinning.
“I think I like your history lessons better Donna,” Dick chimed in, rolling onto his back.
“So it’s decided, we forsake the handshake and institute the kiss instead!” Garth declared as he joined the four on the mats. He didn’t quite trust himself to stay on the pommel horse if this conversation kept up. Still being damp from his swim in the JLA pool didn’t help much either.
Roy pumped his fist in the air as he sat up, “We’ll make front page news for sure with this one!”
More laughter ensued.
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The sound of raucous semi-breathless laughter filled the room, accented here and there by playful shrieks and friendly jibes.
The scene in the gym was rather chaotic. Titans were running this way and that all over the room, ducking around equipment and skirting the edges of the pool attempting to keep out of Aqualad’s reach.
Garth dove into the pool, crossing it in a second and cutting off Speedy on the other side. Roy tried to beat a quick retreat in the direction he had come from, but was stopped by a pair of Atlantean arms wrapping around his chest. Any protests that would’ve been coming were cut off by a quick peck on the lips, after which Garth dove back in the pool to get out of the archer’s reach.
“You’re all wet now, Speedy!” Robin called out from where he was sitting on top of the high bar.
“You’re asking for it Shortpants!” Roy replied, grabbing onto one of the support bars and giving the apparatus a good shake. Robin leapt from the top and rolled into a sprint, Speedy hot on his tail. Yellow fabric met yellow fabric as the archer snagged a fistful of cape and yanked the wearer backwards. Dick’s surprised yelp disappeared into a firm lip lock with Roy.
“I’ve always thought that mouth would get you in trouble one of these days,” Speedy teased once he let the acrobat go. Robin stuck his tongue out in reply, a faint blush coloring his cheeks as he set off to snag the next “victim”.
Wally didn’t expect to go blind as he rounded the stationary bicycle, so he was not at all prepared when the same cape that had been Robin’s “downfall” cut off his vision. That gave Dick the perfect opportunity to plant a small kiss at the corner of the red head’s mouth.
“You’re it, Motor Mouth!” Dick laughed as he flipped away from the stunned speedster, reaffixing his cape in midair.
Wally let out a laugh and zipped off to give Donna a quick smooch before she got done giggling at Robin’s little sneak kiss.
“Your turn now Wonder Chick!” he said, ducking away as she tried to ruffle his hair. She took off up into the air so she could select her next target, still giggling behind her hand.
She was just about to swoop down on Speedy when she heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.
They weren’t alone anymore.
Apparently the Justice League had gotten the villain sufficiently secured, because they were most definitely back in the Watchtower, and most definitely standing in the gym doorway. Judging by the looks on their faces, they’d been there for a little while.
Diana was staring, startled, but not angry. Arthur’s face was turning a shade of purple. Barry looked dumbstruck and Ollie’s mouth was hanging open. Dinah had a hand to her mouth, so it was hard to tell if she was smiling or aghast. J'onn was unreadable in a way that appeared neither good nor bad, Hal had his headed cocked to one side, and Clark was blinking rapidly, like he didn’t quite believe what he had just seen. Bruce was just still, very still.
The Titans congregated in the middle of the mats, nervously shuffling feet and generally avoiding eye contact.
Thick silence reigned for a moment.
“Anyone care to explain just what you kids are doing?”
Looks were cast between the Titans and small smiles appeared on their lips.
“Uhhh… spreading the love?”
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
End.