[TO BE REWRITTEN] LEGENDS NEVER DIE {Trollhunters/Young Justice}

43 ZATANNA 43

[A/N: I felt bad how short CLAIRE was... so have these three, too!]

DINNER AT THE Scott household was a tense affair. Like always, Artemis and Zatanna sat in an awkward silence with the rest of the Scotts, only the scrape of silverware against plates breaking it.

Zatanna hated it.

The last time she saw her father... he wasn't even her father, not really-- and yet here she sat next to Artemis and across from Darci, who was having a stare down over her drink with her father.

It was driving her nuts.

She still had her family, her whole family, and she took it for granted.

Then again, Zatanna had taken hers for granted, too.

It was natural.

Live with someone there by your side too long and you forget that they're just as mortal as you are.

Zatanna fiddled with a pea with weak motions from her fork, her appetite missing, per usual. It had gotten better since she and Artemis became friends, Artemis encouraging her to eat, but most of the time she just ate to be polite. She wasn't by any means starving herself, she did have moments of being hungry, in which case she ate as much as she thought she needed (it usually was just a protein bar), Zatanna was just someone who wasn't naturally hungry very often.

"...Is everything okay with the meal, Zatanna?" Mrs. Scott suddenly asks.

Zatanna's head snapped up, surprised. "W-what? O-oh, no, nothing's wrong, I-I just don't eat a whole lot-- t-the food's delicious, Mrs. Scott."

Artemis smirked, snickering behind her forkful of mashed potatoes. Zatanna, face a bright pink, scowled at her before kicking her under the table. Artemis jumped, hissing lightly in pain. "What was that for?!" She hisses.

"Laughing!" Zatanna hissed back.

The two tensed, both turning red as they realized they were still in front of the Scotts, who were all watching the two friends amusedly. Zatanna smiled sheepishly.

Mrs. Scott began to chuckle lightly behind her hand, Mr. Scott soon joining in with slight snorts of laughter, and not long after, they had all burst into laughter.

'I wish we didn't have to betray their trust,' Zatanna thought to herself as she laughed, 'they really are nice.'