Butler knocked once and swept in to my room, lunging for the curtains before my groggy self could react. Sunlight streamed into the room. I threw a pillow at the window. 9:50am is just not the best time to be around me. Butler smiled at me, unfazed by my grouchiness. I don't know why (or how) he puts up with my dad and me.
"I believe Nightwing and the Kid Flash will be arriving soon, miss." Butler says as he collects my pillow from the floor. "The rest of the team should arrive later, although Zatana will not be coming on this particular mission. Also, I believe Master Bruce is cooking breakfast this morning, would you like me to rescue a couple of ingredients for our non-burnt-to-a-crisp breakfast?"
I nod, my father's a terrible cook, and so Butler's been teaching me survival skills as to avoid blowing away. Honestly, I could probably make a meal out of forest roots that's more edible than my dad's scrambled eggs and bacon (we're talking about a guy that can burn ice water.) Bruce Wayne needs to spend a little less time around explosives; situations when burning stuff to crisp are actually the goal. Not that this particular statement doesn't go for both of us, when my dad first adopted my, within five weeks I had managed to get into the bat cave and hide C4 under my bed like it was a game. What sort of 4-year-old does that? Te-he.
I dress in a dark blue tunic with royal purple trim on the bottom of the sleeves, along with dark leggings and boots. I messily tie my blond hair back, stray strands framing my face. I open the door when I hear something in the hallway. Nightwing and KF are headed up the stairs.
"Hey." I wave to the boys. "Wait in the cave, I'll be down after I find some breakfast, try not to blow anything up yet, ok?" Nightwing gives me thumbs up and KF races down the stairs to the cave, nearly setting the rug on fire. Butler raises an eyebrow at our rug, still slightly smoking. I glance apologetically at him. Then, head towards the kitchen.
After a half an hour of poking through the kitchen, I settle for a glass of milk and leftover pancakes (Butler made breakfast yesterday, So tomorrow I will.) and a smear of peanut butter over them. I put my breakfast on a paper plate (dad's not great at dishes either) and head to the Cave.
We wait for a while until the rest of the team shows up. Artemis first, then Miss Martian and Superboy followed by Aqualad. No unseasoned members allowed, so Wondergirl, and other newbies are staying home today.
"All right Young Justice, get into the jet, we're flying to Bayville today, we're visiting Xavier's School, got that?" Batman calls out (dad got dressed while picked though the kitchen) "Nightwing flies first hour, that should give Star enough time to wake up before her shift."
"Star?" My dad says to me before I board.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Be on the look out for new recruits, I've been told some have out grown the Institute and are no longer learning. Perhaps we can remedy that. Just don't make any decisions without consulting Aqualad and Nightwing first, you three are the commanders in chief, ok?"
I nod, recruiting it is, who knows maybe I'll even find someone as hot-headed as I am.