Becoming Blue (Green Lantern's Prótegée)

Chapter 11: New mission

I ran into the main room of the mountain, still in my clothes from school. I sped through the living room, and into the kitchen where M'gann was baking something.

I hid behind the counter, stifling my laughter so that he wouldn't find me. Megan looks at me with a strange look, wondering what I'm doing.

"I pelted Wally with dodgeballs in Gym." I explained, M'gann laughing along with me. "And he just won't let it go."

The zeta tube announced KF's arrival, and I put my back against the counter, M'gann going back to cooking, pretending like she didn't see anything.

"Hey Babe, do you know where Alya is?" Wally asked M'gann, leaning on the counter, where I was almost dying holding in my laughs.

"I have no idea," M'gann puts on a fake confused expression, as she went back to pouring flour into a mixing bowl.
"I think she went to the training room."

I looked over to the side, where I saw Wally's face contort into an evil expression.
"She's dead." He punched his palm, and speeded off towards the training room.

I got up from the floor, high-fived M'gann, and walked to the living room, where Superboy was watching the TV. Well, he was watching static. I sat on the couch next to him.

"Oh! I love that show!" I said sarcastically to Superboy, him not even responding.
"Why do you watch static, when you can watch cartoons?" I asked him, tilting my head in confusion.

He turned to me, raising an eyebrow. "I like this show." He told me, and I think that was the first sentence he has spoken to me so far.

"Well, whatever floats your boat." I shrug, watching the static with him.
I eventually got extremely bored sitting there, doing nothing. I began tapping my foot against the floor impatiently, looking around.

It was obviously annoying him, as the muscles in his neck were strained in annoyance.
"Can you stop that?" He told me, trying not to lose his cool.

"Stop what?" I said innocently, suppressing a smile.
He gestured to my foot, that was still tapping the floor at a speed that would make Wally jealous.

"That foot thing. It's really annoying, especially when you have super-hearing."

I nodded with a look of realization. "Oh that. Okay." I stopped my tapping, and I heard Superboy sighing in relief slightly.

We sat in silence for a few more minutes, and it was peaceful, actually. I felt like we were actually bonding, connecting through the silence.
I knew that he was having problems with Clark, and he obviously wanted to talk about it, but I think he thought that he didn't have anyone to talk to.

"You know, being a clone isn't really that bad." I broke the silence, slightly scared of being punched. I turned away so that if he hit me, it wouldn't damage my amazing face.

When I turned back, he was looking at me quizzically, as if I was a problem that he just couldn't figure out, like how I look at a maths test.

"How would you know?" He asked defensively, crossing his arms.

"Well, I don't really." I admit, shrugging my shoulders. "But, Superman told me once, that because all of the JL have protégées, he would like to have one. So, I don't really see why he's icing you out."

"Please, what do you know about being iced out?" He scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"I wish I was iced out by my mom." I muttered, but, with him having super hearing and all, he obviously heard me.