Danny Phantom? No, Spectre.

A mole? On MY TEAM!?!?! (Targets pt.1)

Last night I had thought it would be smart to set an alarm for once. I plead momentary insanity for that one. It's good that it's pretty clear now that I need sleep. Maybe not as much as I used to, but definitely a nice thing. I was almost worried that I might just haze off into one of those pathetic blob ghosts that I hunted so often.

I stumble downstairs for some much deserved caffeine -Hey! It's not like it's going to stunt my growth! Wait... am I ever going to get any taller? What if I look like a freshman forever?! ... whoops, off topic. heh.- and I overhear Aqualad answering a late call for intel with the league's database to... someone? I don't catch much of the beginning of the conversation.

"Cheshire is 1.67 meters." Aqualad responds boredly.

The mystery voice pauses a moment "Umm." as I walk around the corner from the stairwell to see a bit of playfulness light up in our otherwise Batman-esque leader's eyes.

 "She is 5' 6"." he amends with a light smile before getting back to business. "And exceptionally dangerous. Do you require backup." he states more than asks.

"Please. The last thing I need is the Junior Justice League." He tries for a flippant remark but it has too much malice to it.

"Just our computer." Kaldur he bites back at him before sounding weirdly enough, caring, "Good luck my friend. Aqualad out." He cuts out the comm linkup with a swish of his hand and a pleasant look still on his face, until he catches my movement out of the corner of his eye and spins to face me.

He seems to be trying to figure out what to say before I cut him off with, "So... Who's your 'friend' that you just HAVE to talk to at this ungodly hour?" with the intonation of a wife who's caught her spouse chatting up another chic.

He snorts a giggle, "Just an old friend of mine. When we all moved up to Young Justice he had a falling out with his mentor and struck out as his own hero. Since then I've been slipping him intel and making sure he doesn't do anything reckless. If their is no other options? I make sure he has backup." He sounds like an older sibling worrying over their little brother. It's nice. Up until now I have only really seen the stern leader Kaldur, now I kinda get a glimpse of the overprotective dad-friend side of him.

"Ready of school? I made our lunches!" M'egan cheerfully exclaims as she flies down the staircase with Martian Manhunter and Red Tornado in tow. 

"The first day of the scholastic season carries great cultural resonance. We want to wish you three well." Manhunter says calmly; somehow managing to not sound pretentious despite the fact that he must have snorted a thesaurus before he walked in.

"Guess it's not a Kryptonian thing..." Superboy mutters.

"You may wish to, uh... change before you depart." Aqualad gestures as if that were obvious.

"Oh! I spent hours choosing this outfit!" M'egan quickly shifts her uniform to a simple white shirt with a pink jacket over it and a matching pink skirt. She looks nice, but she forgot something. She's green. She turns to Aqualad with puppy dog eyes and a pleading gesture. "What do you think? Can M'egan M'orr'is pass as an earth girl now?"

Aqualad has a apologetic look on his face "Well..." But she quickly cuts him off with a playful "Just kidding!"

With a twirl and a curtsy she introduces herself, "Meet Megan Morris!", before turning to Superboy asking him what his new name will be.

"I choose the name John Jones for myself and suggested John Smith for Red Tornado. You could be a John too." Manhunter offers with a kind smile.

The grumpy kryptonian rolls his eyes and decisively groans, "Pass." crossing his arms defiantly.