Young Justice One Shots

Beast Boy X Reader

Hello fellow fangirls/fanboys! This one-shot will be a bit of a mix, but I hope to have the main focus on you and Beast Boy. 

Also, this will be my last one-shot before I go away on my big Europe trip, which doesn't mean I won't be completely not updating, it means that if I go M.I.A for longer than usual, it's probably because of my lack of wifi or because I'm simply enjoying the different scenery and culture of a foreign country. Although, I promise to update as regularly as I can, thank you all for understanding and for any future inconveniences. 

Thank you so much my wonderful fangirls/fanboys, now on with the story!

Key: Y/N= Your Name Y/W= Your Weapon H/C= Hair Colour H/L= Hair Length H/S= Hair Style

Your POV:

Dashing through the front door to my house, I pound my way into my room as quickly as possible, still panting from running all the way home from school this afternoon.

The one day I don't pack my uniform in my school bag in case of an emergency, and what happens? An emergency distress signal from the Cave sounds on my phone during class, giving me a detention that made me even later back home. 

Hastily scrambling to fit on my outfit while pulling out Y/W from its secret hiding spot, I manage to stuff that up by tripping over my discarded school uniform and landing flat on my face because my hands are preoccupied as they fumble with my half applied super suit.

I must really be having a bad luck day today.

Grumbling into the ground, I relax a bit before putting on my suit properly to ensure not to fall or knock anything over in the process. They don't need me that badly that I can be over an hour late right? So at a normal pace, I tie my H/L, H/C hair into a H/S, collect my Y/W and head to the nearest zeta tube.

Once I find one, the computer registers my name and scans me, before I'm flashed straight to Mount Justice. As soon as I'm there, I run straight into the main room.

"What's the..." I trail off before my eyes widen significantly in shock.

In front of me stand five young children, dressed in very similar super outfits to my teenage friends. My mouth is hung open with no words coming out as I stare at the two bickering kids and the other two trying to pull those kids off each other, while one tries to work away at the large holographic computer. 

Key word: tries.

Because the kid doesn't look a day over five, his height isn't enough to reach the keyboard above him, although his still desperately attempts to reach by stretching out his small chubby hands and uses his tippy toes.

"Hey look, it's Y/N!" One of the kids holding back the other fighting ones shouts.

They all suddenly look over in my direction, their little faces lit up with beaming smiles as the crowd at my still frozen feet.

"Y/N you have to help us!" One tugs at her leg.

Snapping out of my stupor, I shake my head and blink my eyes at the children. Then recognition finally sets in.

"Wait, wait, wait" I say.

The kids line up in front of me, looking up with pleading eyes.

"Jaime?" I ask, looking at him with confused eyes as he gives a small nod.

"Bart?" I look again, the boy next to him gives his unmistakable grin.

"Cassie?" I stare at the young blonde next, as she also gives me a familiar smile.