Young Justice

Mischief springs up onto her feet and stands beside Red Robin with her hands folded behind her back.

"We'll finish our fight later red bird" Caleb said "right after I'm done with clown girl. So what are you waiting for, throw more of your tricks at me."

Mischief just stares at him as she juggles a few of her "tricks". But she doesn't bother throwing any of them.

Caleb watches her for moment before finally moving throwing knives at her tricks hitting each one.

Mischief snatches a few of the knives out of the air and adds them to the things she's juggling.

"Did I ever tell you I hate clones" Caleb frowned

"Did I ever tell you how little I care about being liked?" Mischief says, throwing everything behind her. It all explodes when it hits the ground across the street.

"So annoying" Caleb sighed "Getting bored."

"Weird. So am I. Guess you're not as fun as you think you are," Mischief says. Then she plucks her crowbar from the back of her outfit and spins it in her hand. "May I have this dance, matches?"

"Of course" Caleb smiles pulling out a sword of his own "Eterntain me clown."

"You know you're never going to get anywhere with her, right?" Katie says as she walks into the main room with Alan.

"She's as stubborn as a mule," Alan adds, sitting in his usual spot as Katie makes her way toward the fridge.


Mischief casually charges ahead, holding the crowbar like a samurai warrior, albeit comically.

"I just think she's missing a good opportunity.", Bastion murmurs as he watches TV. "To leave whatever it is she came from behind."

Caleb stands waiting for her

Mischief swings the crowbar at him, rather loosely.


"Then maybe she needs to be shown that people can be trusted instead of told. And sometimes the only way to show anyone anything is by force," Katie says.

Caleb dodges to the side slashing at her back

Mischief cartwheels out of the way and spins the crowbar in her hand then positions herself like a baseball player and takes a swing.

"I guess you're right. But forcing her doesn't sound right, either... Nevermind.", Bastion says and sinks further into the couch.

"You really like to worry about us, don't you?" Katie asks.

"Why shouldn't he? You're all trouble children."

"Watch it, bird boy."

"It's true, though. We should count ourselves lucky to have made it back here even.", Bastion says.

"I had it under control," Katie mutters.

"Yeah, as under control as a rabid chipmunk," Alan retorts.

"Didn't I tell you to watch it?"

"Yeah. And?"

"Guys, guys, guys!", Bastion says and sits up with his hands raised. "Let's not fight, especially now."

"He/She started it," they both respectively mumble.

"Anyway, what's on the tube?" Katie asks, sitting down.

"Well, I doubt any of you guys want to watch the history of wars.", Bastion says and passes on the remote.

"I'll take that," Katie says as she swipes it before Alan can get to it. "Le'see, here..."

Alan swipes it away from her. "Too slow, blondie," he says, flipping through channels.

"Ignoring that," Katie says, reaching for the remote. However, Alan evades with his acrobatic training.

"Ah ah ah. Patience is a virtue, young grasshopper."

Katie holds out her hand and her staff flies out to her from her room, tripping Alan up and sending the remote flying.

"Woopsie daisy!", a short, lean and young teenage boy exclaimes as he snatches the remote with his long green tail. His skin wasn't completely green like his tail, but his complexion had a visibly greenish tint to it. He was also... upside down and hanging from the hanging light in the room. "Mind if I switch to Animal Planet? There's a two hour long special on humpback whales that I've hoping to catch on my way here!", he tells them excitedly with a big smile.

"Uh... what--".

"Thanks!", the stranger says before Bastion can get another word out, switching the channel.