Not only was the mountain the greatest place to live, it was also the best place for kid games like hide-and-go-seek and tag that lost their joy as you grew older due to the play spaces growing smaller as you grew bigger. But the thing about Mount Justice was that you always felts small, even if you were Superboy. It felt like you were always finding some new room filled with tons of cool League gadgets or souvenirs, perfect for practicing your technopathic powers. They came in especially handy on days like today, when the team had their weekly summer water fight.
Usually, it was a free-for-all, but since your powers seemed to fizzle out whenever you came around water, you figured a team-up wouldn't be too bad. La'gaan, reigning champion, had his plan of attack all mapped out, though he wouldn't let anyone else in on said plan.
"That's fine," you said, sashaying away, "Just don't be thinking you can change colors and beg me to join your team when I'm about to take your water cannon screw by screw."
"Just try it, techno-whiz!" La'gaan called after you.
You turned to shoot back a quick-witted reply that was sure to come as soon as you opened your mouth, but luckily, you didn't have to. He was suddenly doused by something hiding in the vents. It appeared that Cassie and Tim had the same idea as you.
"LET THE CAGE MATCH BEGIN!" Cassie whooped, her cheers echoing through the Cave's vents.
"That doesn't count!" La'gaan said.
"Sure it does," Tim chuckled, dropping down with his girlfriend.
"(Y/N)!" Cassie pointed you out immediately. You turned and ran before you could get tagged too.
"Scarab, nO!" Jaime cried as you turned the corner. Jaime was not prepared at all for the sudden start, but Khaji Da the scarab took no prisoners in any competition. You barely rolled tot he side before Khaji could hit you with the pressure of a fire hose, hooked up to the sink.
You had to get to your waterproof suit and weapons, hidden in the library. Technically, because of all the books, the library was off-limits, but that made it the perfect place to hide out and prep, and wait for the others to get picked off one by one.
You ducked into the vents, following Robin's lead, and made quick time to the library, taking only a few seconds to catch your breath before searching for the secret compartment you'd devised for such emergencies.
But you weren't the only one who sought refuge among the books, you realized this as you came face-to-face with Bart.
You blinked, and noticed the book in his hands. "I didn't know you read," slipped out before you could stop it. Somehow, your brain just stopped working whenever you were around Impulse. It was an annoying habit that you really needed to stop.
"I don't, I'm just sitting this one out." He behind his book, "Encyclopedia Briticanna", once more.
"Did you know that Basilisk lizards can run on water?" He asked.
You rolled your eyes. You couldn't get to your gear now, not when he was around to blab the secret to everyone at the next mission debrief. But the sounds of water and sweet, sweet competition were getting dangerously close.
"Why are you sitting this one out?" You asked, trying to goad him into running off and joining the fun so you could have some privacy.
He shivered. "I hate being wet. And cold."
"You're a speedster. Your molecules can vibrate like a hundred times faster than mine. Can't you warm yourself up?"
Bart's nose scrunched up as he did his best to glare at you, but he ended up looking more like a puppy.
"I don't like being wet." He repeated, with emphasis.
You struggled not to laugh, holding up your hands and backing up.
"That's too bad, I was hoping to find a partner to team up with. I just so happen to have two waterproof suits in my secret base for such an occasion."
Bart's head perked up from behind his Encyclopedia.
"But, if you really don't want to-"
"No, I want to, I want to!" Bart exclaimed,leaping to his feet.
Relieved that you were going to be able to use your new gear after all, you forgot about the secret part of your, well, secret compartment, and pulled down on an ancient copy of the Bible to move the bookshelves to the side, revealing a dual set of watersuits. With a flick of your hand, you had modified the suit to fit Bart, molded to his form and powers. You held out an industrial-grade water blaster with a huge grin.
"We're in this together, lets take everyone else out."
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"Don't Call Us Sidekicks" [Young Justice]
FanficA collection of Young Justice short stories, headcanons, ships (Spitfire and SuperMartian can be found in the respective books I have for them), and AUs. I DO NOT OWN YOUNG JUSTICE OR DC Or the cover art