Young Justice - Wendy Harris at Mad Mod's School for Bratty Teenage Do-Gooders

Story

(Set in the Young Justice universe)

(Wendy Harris is currently in a situation of her own)

(Moments later, Wendy wakes up with a huge gasp on her face)

Wendy: Huh?

(Wendy finds herself in a large atrium with several balconies and paintings hanging on the wall. She is currently sitting to a wooden polished chair with her wrists and ankles securely bound to it. She struggles to break her bonds, but no avail)

Wendy: Okay, I don't know where I am.

Mad Mod: Why you're right where you belong my duckie!

(Wendy see Mad Mod standing on a balcony)

Mad Mod: You're in school!

(Mad Mod slides down the staircase and lands near Wendy)

Mad Mod: That's right love. You're the only student at Mad Mod's School for Bratty Teenage Do-Gooders.

(Mad Mod tosses his cane to the other hand and holds it out)

Mad Mod: And it's high time someone taught you luv a lesson.

(The ruby on Mad Mod's cane glows, leaving Wendy a concerned look on her face)

Wendy: Uh oh.

(Mad Mod twirls his cane while he approaches Wendy)

Wendy: I gotta get out of here!

(Wendy struggles against her bonds, but no avail)

Wendy: (straining) I can't move!

Mad Mod: Specially designed chair luv, can't have you disrupt my lecture, now can't I?

Wendy: Let me go now!

(Mad Mod straightens up, glances over at Wendy, and thrusts his cane to her face as the ruby flares more intensely while Wendy tries to recoil herself away from the flare)

Mad Mod: Now don't get your knickers in a twist my little snot.

(Mad Mod backs off)

Mad Mod: I didn't go through all the trouble building this school and filling your home with knockout gas, just to finish you off lickety-split.

(Wendy is not impressed)

Wendy: Then what do you?

Mad Mod: Just what I said dearie.

(Mad Mod leans to her face again)

Mad Mod: To teach you a lesson!

(Mad Mod backs off again)

Mad Mod: Yes, I've been watching you misbehave, and I hate misbehaving children!

Wendy: What?

(Mad Mod points his cane at pictures of the bumblebees doing cheering for the Justice League)

Wendy: I remember that cheer.

Mad Mod: Doing cheers for the heroes who interfere with the plans of hard working villains sickens me. But you'll learn your place soon enough. You see, I'm older than you. So I'm bigger, badder and better!

(Wendy rolls her eyes)

Mad Mod: You're in my world now and you're not getting til you learn some proper respect!

Wendy: I will get out and when I do....

(School bell rings)

Wendy: What?