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Somehow I'm the Mother of the Year 5/7

[katty008]

Which was a little bit true. When keeping company with a Kryptonian, a Martian, an Atlantean, and a speedster, it was generally not a normal human being who ended up with the most rope, shackles, and other forms of restraints on him.

The League of Assassins was taking no chances with a protege of the Bat.

'I will admit to wanting to know the source of your confidence,' Kaldur mentioned.

'I let Talia know where we were going. She'll be here to bail us out any minute now.'

'Wait, Talia?' Artemis asked. 'As in, Talia al Ghul? The daughter of the guy who is about to interrogate slash torture then brutally murder us?'

'Dude, I thought Ra's disowned her, hates her guts now or something,' Wally pointed out.

'Nah, he just likes to say that. He got me a private island for my birthday last year. Of course it was crawling with League assassins and he was just trying to get me to join up with him, but it's the thought that counts.'

Superboy's confusion was easily felt. 'But Ra's al Ghul is a villain. Why would he get you a birthday present? How do you know his daughter?'

Fortunately, Robin was spared from answering that by Talia herself, who stormed into the main hall of the secret base wherein Ra's was glaring at Young Justice and ranting (and whom Young Justice was ignoring). “Father!” Talia shouted at him, holding a small, black-haired child. “What is the meaning of this?”

Ra's turned his glare on her. “I may ignore many things which would otherwise demand my attention, but only to a point. When Batman's personal team breaks into one of my bases, I can no longer turn a blind eye to his actions.”

“Batman was completely in the wrong, I agree,” Talia corrected Ra's assumption. “I was referring to this child here!” she raised her voice again, gesturing to the girl in her arms. “This is a completely unsuitable environment for raising a little girl! I found her destroying training dummies like an automaton! She doesn't even know how to talk!”

Ra's frowned, walking towards Talia for a closer look. “Ah, yes. Young Cassandra. David Cain has been trying to train the perfect assassin, but they have all been failures. He is trying something new, raising someone from infanthood in the language of battle, and none other.”

“It's child abuse!” Talia responded angrily. “And I'll be taking her back to Gotham with me, along with Young Justice. Do not worry, I will be having words with my husband about sending them after you. It will not happen on purpose again.”

Ra's groaned. “Fine. But make sure I don't see them again. Unbind them.”

Several assassins leapt forward to do their leader's bidding and free Young Justice. Talia started striding back towards the doors, then paused and said over her shoulder, “And I expect you to not be late for Christmas dinner this year, and to not bring company. Both myself and Alfred would not like a repeat of last year's debacle. And no spy cameras in the presents again.”

Successfully freed, Young Justice started jogging after the fast-walking Talia. “Miss Martian, call your bioship to the main hanger.”

“Oh!” M'gann started, not expecting to be addressed. “Yes, of course.”

'Did Talia al Ghul just waltz in here, chew out the head of the League of Assassins for child abuse, get him to free us, kidnap an assassin in training, and remind him about Christmas dinner?' Artemis's psychic tone was incredulous.

'It appears so,' Kaldur answered.

'What I really want to know is what happened last Christmas,' Wally added. 'Rob, you told me it was uneventful.'

'Compared to the year before it was.'

'Your life man. I want it.'

'No you don't.'

“Robin,” Talia spoke up in a tone that promised a scolding. “Did I or did I not tell you to walk the dogs before you went out on your next mission?”

Robin froze, wincing. “Maybe?”

“The answer is yes. The answer to my next question, did you actually walk the dogs, is no. And your grade on your latest history paper is atrocious.”

“It's an 89%!”

“Which is not an A. When we get home I expect you take the dogs to the park for some exercise and then spend the rest of the evening studying.”

“Yes Talia.”

'...Is she your mom?' Artemis finally asked.

'No.'

'Yes.'

'KF, shut up.'