SuperMartian One-Shots

CHRISTMAS

The tray of cookies was still warm in her hands. Even through her gloves she could feel it, and it made her insanely happy. There was something about "I made that" that gave a person more confidence. Even though Megan had been baking since she was twelve, the feeling never got old, especially around Christmastime, when she made dozens of cookies every day and took them around to all her friends and neighbors.

"Thanks again, Megs," Her friend shook her head, but Megan saw Raquel smiling hungrily at the plate of cookies as she shut the door against the cold.

"Snickerdoodles? Babe, you rock!" Wally sighed in complete bliss a second before Rick, his roommate, dove to protect Megan from Wally's mistletoe hat. No one questioned that Wally claimed to have a thing for Megan, they just all knew that Artemis was the more "grounded" type of girl that Wally needed.

Megan laughed as the door slammed shut in the boy's scuffle, and headed back to her apartment for the final tray of Christmas cookies.

The final tray for the final door.

The only clue to who lived there was the name "Kent" sloppily taped onto the mailbox next to the door. There wasn't even a doormat. Megan and her friends hadn't really seen who lived there. Apparently, he only came out at night, according to Mal and Karen, the building superintendents. It was definitely a "He", a "He" who talked in monotone, using as few words as possible, though he had managed to reveal that he was the same age as Megan, the average age for the college town that their apartments was stationed in, only a couple blocks from the college itself. Kent had appeared about halfway through the first semester, and no one seemed to have any classes with him.

It was December now, and the end of the semester was fast approaching. The mystery of

Apartment B04 had bewildered everyone in the building, so those who shared the floor with the lonely apartment (namely Megan, Artemis, Rick, Wally, Kaldur, Roy, Zatanna, and Raquel) had taken it upon themselves to figure out who it was. Apartment B04 was the butt of many practical jokes and ding-dong-ditches, but still no one answered the door. Even when Raquel and Zatanna tried to deliver a care package, they left it in front of the door and when Kent came out at night, he brought it inside.

Megan took a deep breath, gripping the balcony railing for support for the last few steps towards the door.

Knock. Knock.

Megan didn't have the best singing voice, Artemis was far more confident than her, Zatanna had the prettiest voice by far of anyone Megan had ever heard, and Raquel could rap like nobody's business. The most Megan had done was sing in the shower, but it was time for all her practicing to come to light.

"Jingle Bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse-open sleigh, hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse-open sleigh!"

By the time she was done, Megan was prepared to dash back to her apartment and snuggle under at least fifty blankets and "study" for finals with Artemis. The door hadn't opened, and the cookies were starting to get cold.

She'd try again tomorrow.

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"You didn't have to come with me."

"Of course I did! You have to have a witness when you finally meet this Kent kid," Artemis insisted. Her arm was hooked through Megan's, leading her down the balcony to Apartment B04.

"Artemis, what if two people are too much for him?" Artemis asked.

"Then maybe he should stay in his apartment," Artemis said as she rang the doorbell.