Young Justice Trash

Teenage Humor is Weird

-WARNING, contains dark, ( and relatable) teenage humor-

"No, no, no, it's milk, cereal, spoon, bowl." Artemis shoved pretzals in her mouth.

Wally groaned. "Dumbass! It's fork, cereal, bowl, milk."

"I perfer to put in the bleach first." M'gann muttered.

"SAME!"

"Literally, me."

"Mood."

Berry stared back at his kids in concerned confusion. "What..."

"It's how they-we communicate emotions." Kaldur said blankly.

"My dad doesn't like it when I show emotions, I can't say it makes me sad..." Robin shrugged, relatively upbeat. A few others laughed at his great joke.

"This is depressing." Wally's uncle sighed.

"The economy is depressing, too." M'gann chuckled. It was most optimisticlly pessimistic thing he'd ever heard. "But hey, that's life!"

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"It's so weird, they just say the most screwed up things and act like it's normal." 

Berry and Oliver were talking about how weird the team was, waiting for a meeting to commence. The Kids were sitting nearby, giggling and chatting. The zetabeams went off and Batman entered.

"Hey, Bats!" Robin waved at his mentor, and turned back to his friends. "I think he's still mad at me for using the bat-computer to check reddit."

"Geez, you're THAT close? Why doesn't he just adopt you already?" Artemis asked sarcastically. 

Robin didn't answer.

"I wish someone loved me enough to adopt me." Conner sighed.

Wally put a hand on his shoulder. "That's fucking sad, but... same."

Kaldur sat with them, listening to all the confessions they made about themselves in the heat of the moment.

"I'm not a hunderd percent sure being adopted and being loved are correlated." Robin looked at the floor. "But hey, maybe that's just cause no one loves me!"

"Being genetically related doesnt mean being loved either." Conner thought out loud. "There's no actual way to be loved."

"Except being my boyfriend!" M'gann wrapped her arms around him.

"Whoa, Meg, that's wholesome as FUCK!" Artemis cried. "You lovable, cute-ass bitch!"

Dianah, who was sitting nearby with he colegues, tried to look disapproving, but she was honestly very charmed to see young girls lifting each other up.

"Artemis is right, what did we do to deserve M'gann?" Robin admitted

Wally nodded. "And Kaldur, they're so put together. As for the rest of us... We're all just sewer rats."

"No, no," the martian exclaimed. "We're ALL sewer rats, together."

"there's an infestation! Where's the rat poison?" Conner asked loudly, making the others giggle.

"I'll take one, too!" Artemis yelled.

Robin held out his hand. "Ma'am, I'm going to need to see some ID to prove you're under eighteen." He laughed.

Artemis thought about it. "Nah there's this cat in my apartment complex who I pet daily, I can't ditch my boy."

"Whoo! Guys, Arty has one friend, that's more than the rest of us COMBINED!" Wally pointed out.

He was shushed be several adult voices.

"Ehh, they're like thirty-eight, their lives are basically over." Robin shrugged.

"well I'm sixteen and my life's basically over." Artemis stood up. "Lets go be a trash fire somewhere where we aren't a distraction."

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" 'nd that's why decaf drinkers scare me." Robin finished, looking around to see if anyone agreed.

"What a hot take!" Artemis unscrewed her water bottle and put it to her lips, tipping it back. She tipped it back too far, water splashed her down her face. "Ugh!" She tried to dry herself as the other humans laughed. "FUCK! I wanna die! Why does God forsake me?"

"I know, I hate it when I spill my vodka." M'gann joked. "You want a towel?"

"No, I think I'll just sit here in shame." Artemis capped her water bottle and set it down. 

Wally kicked the ground lazily. "So when do you think the league will be done? I know their meeting is important and jazz, but I want the main room back."

"Me, too, the living room feels so cramped when you can't leave it." Conner agreed. "How about we spice it up? make the living room into a dying room."

"Take me first." His peers shouted over each other