Young Justice Deaged

HARPER STRESS

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Now no one was certain if Roy should watch the kids, especially since he'd spent the weekend fighting with his kid replacement, but they were so tired, and as an eighteen year old, he had enough renewable kinetic energy to deal with them.

It was tough to convince him, but the redhead agreed to come on the condition he was payed in cash. 

"Okay,  Kaldur and M'gann are old enough to kind of follow instructions, but M'gann might forget, so always remind her what she was going to do. Himself  hasn't eaten yet, so make sure he has his lunch. If he gets overwhelmed, we made him a calm-down room a few weeks ago, so he can go there." Black Canary explained, checking the notes on her phone as Wally wove around her legs. "Promise you won't pester Artemis?"

"Hey, she's the one who keeps pestering ME!" Roy objected. "She's the one who can't go ten minutes without being acknowledged!"

"Yeah, like that. She's a toddler, not everything can be her fault. Wally needs to eat every hour, snack bars in the cupboard, you know all that..." She exited out of notes and started setting alarms to check in on them. "I just put Dickie down for a nap, but I left a list for managing him on the kitchen table. Red Tornado is up top if you need him."

"Thank god." He muttered. "And I AM being paid, right?"

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Wally was talking to the archer at the speed of light. Roy had know clue what he was saying, but that didn't seem to matter to the speedster, he just wanted to talk. 

"Uh huh..." Roy nodded, pretending to listen, helping Kaldur put his shirt on the right way. "Superboy, can you please eat."

"No." He replied.

"Please?"

"No!"

Roy sighed, they'd been going back and forth like that for fifteen minutes. The kid got more angry the hungrier he got, which caused this issue.

"And- but- an' then-" The Flash kid rambled.

"Come on, will you just-" Roy dragged the boy over to the table. "Eat!" He shouted as Conner fought to pull away.

"NO! NO! NO! I'M NOT HUNGRY!" He shouted. Stomping his foot furiously. Across the room, Wolf dragged himself up, storming over to them, and stepping in front of Conner protectively. Roy froze, not wanting the beast to attack him.

"Okay, stop. You just need to eat your lunch."

"NO!" The boy screamed, tears flicking the corners of his eyes. Wolf barked viciously, baring his teeth at the teen. He continued to produce guttural growls at Roy as Conner continued his fit. 

Roy looked desperately at the kids. Kaldur didn't know what to do, Wally was still rambling, Artemis was no where in sight, and Dick was starting to stir in his sleep. "What? does any one know where his time-out room is?"

"Conner's calm-down room?" M'gann asked, lazily backflipping in the air. "Uh huh."

"How do you get him there?" Roy ordered. How did Dinah manage to drag a 160 lbs teen across the mountain mid-fit?

"I can take 'im." M'gann told him, swooping down closer to the clone. "Conner, come on." She hooked her arms under his and pulled her friend, kicking and crying, off the floor and down the hall.

Roy let out a breath as Wolf stopped snarling, and trailed after the four year olds defensively, shooting glares back at the archer. How frequent was this that everyone was so unfazed by Conner's tantrum.