YJ Christmas party 2011: Mount Justice

Clark POV

I don't know why Bruce assigned me to baking duty. The team and their mentors were having a holiday party and Batman had decided that he would pair us off into groups of one young hero, one adult.

The groups were probably randomized considering that none of them made much sense. Roy and Red Tornado, Dick and Ollie, Conner and Barry, Wally and J'hon, Artemis and Zatara, Batgirl and Cannary, Me'gan and batman, Zatana and me.

We were supposed to be making cookies, naturally neither of us had any idea how to make them. I was reading one of the cookbooks when Zatana attacked me.

"Niap leef" she cast a spell, instantly causing me to collapse with pain. I writhed on the ground and looked up at the young witch who now stood over me. "roetem fo sniahc" kryptonite chains wrapped around me.

"What do you want?" I spoke weakly, trying to figure out what kind of force was controlling her.

She smirked, "I'm not being controlled, though I know you're going to think that."

Not being controlled? I thought, "Then what's going on?" I asked.

"They wanted to have a talk with you but they had a feeling that you'd run away." Zatana said. I was now fairly certain someone was controlling her.

Behind her, four of the kids appeared: Wally, Dick, Roy and Me'gan (who looked slightly guiltier than the others), "Should we really be doing this?" the Martian asked tentatively.

Robin knelt down to where I lay on the floor, immobilized, "It's probably the only way to get our message across," he said.

Roy looked over his shoulder "We better make this quick, you never know how long sleeping gas works for."

Wally's eyes narrowed as he spoke, "You're going to stop ignoring your son." The speedster growled, "He idolizes you and you just ignore him, go running off when he comes to you for help,"

"He's not my son," I muttered.

"Why don't you help him?" Roy's voice was a sneer, carrying the angry darkness that seemed to follow him, "you're such a 'great hero' but you wouldn't help a kid who's trying to get control of his powers."

"Don't you remember what it was like for you?" megan asked, "Having powers that you didn't understand, and couldn't control?"

"And he still wants your help anyway, even after everything you've done, all the times you've ignored him." The disdain in dick's voice was clear, "Come on, we've got to get back before they wake up," he said to his friends as they all left the room.

"Esaeler" Zanana said and the chains disappeared, she shoved the cookbook in my hands. "Let's get to work."

JL Christmas party 2017: Watchtower

Zatana POV

Clark and I stood in the kitchen looking at the ingredients that were supposed to make cookies. I looked at Clark, "Do you have any idea what to do with these things?" I asked.

Clark sighed, "Not in the slightest, I have no idea why Bruce decided to assign us to baking duty…"

I smiled, "Especially after what happened last time."

Clark groaned slightly "that is why I hate magic."

I smirked "Niap leef, roetem fo sniahc"

Clark lay on the floor, "Not this again," he growled.

Wally, Dick, Diana and Kara entered the room.

"This time we've got to be really quick, Me'gan is pregnant with Conner's baby, they love each other, they've been dating, get over it." Dick said, rushing like a demon was on his tail.

The others who had entered nodded in agreement then we all froze as Batman entered. Kara and Wally zoomed off, and I screeched "esaelr" cowering behind the Amazonian princess.

"Dick, you are in a lot of trouble" Batman said, "but good job getting the message across."

Dick, Batman and Diana left and Clark sighed, "This is the last time I am EVER making cookies with you."

I laughed "Funny thing is, I still have no idea how to make cookies."