Okay, despite the fact I desperately wanna do a Jason Todd fan fiction, inspiration hit me like a freaking train and I had to make an OC x Impulse story... Forgive me...

Hi. My name is Monday Jade Quinnzel. I'm a superhero. Well, not really superhero, more like superhero in training I guess. I work in Mount Justice with my friends. I have the ability to EAT YOUR SOULS. Nah, I'm just kidding. My ability is to create and control fire. Kind of like a Leo Valdez thing, except there's a catch, my fire can go out. If I get to cold, I can die. My house never goes below 70 degrees because of that. I barely survive the winter! Fun fact about why I'm home-schooled. My mom Harleen Quinnzel is almost never home, due to the fact she is in Arkham Asylum. I love my mom to death, but she needs to get her priorities straight. She decided she wanted to not be a bad guy anymore after the 'incident' where my supposed step-father threw my mom out a window and after that a bunch of drama that I didn't are about happened and she gave up on him after I knocked some sense into her. My mom used to be smart. Really smart. She still is, I guess but she lost her wits... She's not a bad mom, I swear. I mean, she named me after the worst day of the week and left e with a smiling crazed lunatic who tried to kill me when I was three, but I can tell she tries her best, so I love my mom. Shes being released in a few weeks, thank goodness.

Anyways more about me. My best friend is Bart Allen, aka Impulse. He can be a huge idiot sometimes but that's why I'm his friend. So he can look stupider in comparison. Kidding, so that I can keep him from doing stupid things. He doesn't listen half the time, but hey, what can I say? I'm not him. I can't make him do anything. So I don't.

Appearance wise, I'm several inches shorter than Bart. I know. I'm so short. It's an advantage, trust me. I'm not skin and bone but I'm not a pile of blubber like Amanda Waller either. I take after my mother, except for my hair. I have my mom's face and everything. My hair is a natural brunette which I consistently dye different colors. Right now my hair is white at the top, and fades into gray, which becomes black. I have skills for hair, I know. My hair goes down to my mid-back. My eyes are baby blue, and my skin is a nice not tan but not pale color, as well.

Let's move on, shall we?

Gotham Apartment Complex, apartment 4F. July 4th, 2015.

It had been 3 weeks since the end of the Reach and the Light. 3 weeks since Wally's death. 3 weeks of celebration and mourning. The young justice team had moved on after the first week and now it was the Fourth of July. Bart, Monday, and Jaime were at Monday's apartment. They decided to watch the fireworks from atop her apartment complex. Monday sat in between Jaime and Bart, munching on popcorn, her feet dangling off the roof of the 2 story building. She was about to get another piece of popcorn from the bowl to be greeted with and empty bowl with some kernels in the bottom and some salt clinging to the edges. "Bart!" she exclaimed with a frown implanted on her face.

"What? I was hungry!"

"What ever, just go make more popcorn." Monday promptly handed the popcorn bowl over to Bart who sighed and ran back inside to make more popcorn. Jaime and Monday waited patiently and Bart returned a few minutes later. "Your microwave's so slow!"

"My microwave is perfectly fine, you're just really impatient."

"I can be patient!"

"Both of you, shh! The fireworks are starting," Jaime butted in.

"Why do we have to be quiet to watch fireworks?" the two said in unison.

"Just shut up."

They were quiet for the first five minutes while the fireworks went off then suddenly loud lyrics of I Just Wanna Run by The Downtown Fiction blared from Monday's phone. Jaime glared at her but she just shrugged and began to sing along. Monday was a pretty good singer, she wasn't bad but she wasn't the next Lorde either. Bart raised an eyebrow at her and she paid no mind. Monday didn't look like she gave a crap. Soon enough Bart was singing along then Jaime reluctantly joined in. It was quite a funny sight. The fireworks continued and the 3 best friends were on top of an old apartment complex singing songs from the early 2000's. After the song was over Monday burst out laughing. Her neighbor popped her window open and yelled, "Hey! Shut the fuck up! I'm trying to have a good time over here!" Monday rolled her eyes, flipped her neighbor off and made a Mean Girls reference. "Boo! You whore!" Monday shouted at the 45 year old woman who was smoking a cigarette. The woman slammed her window shut and Monday played another song, this time it was, Uma Thurman by Fall Out Boy. This time it was an all out goof off war. Monday had used a straw as a popcorn launcher and was attempting to hit Bart with popcorn, but he was too fast and Jaime was trying to hit Monday but he couldn't figure out how to get the popcorn to shoot out of the straw and Bart just pelted them all with popcorn. They went through 2 boxes of popcorn which was about 6 giant bowls of the stuff. There was a mess of popcorn on the flat surfaced roof so Monday brought her dog Jason up on the roof to eat all the popcorn that covered the place.

"Why's your dog named Jason?" Bart asked.

"Well, I had a friend named Jason and my supposed step-dad that tried to kill me when I was 3 murdered him..."

"Was it the previous Robin?"

Silence filled the air. "Yeah..."

Monday started at the ground, sadness filling her eyes. Jason Todd was like Monday's big brother. Ever since she was 10, when her mom came home with the Joker Monday would run off and Jason would find her. He questioned her trustworthiness at first, but after the first few weeks he could see she was sincere when she cried in fear. When she first met Jason she described the Joker, whom she'd labeled 'my mommy's boyfriend.' The described him like this;

"He has these ugly yellow teeth and he smiles like this," she stretched her mouth out for effect. "And he has these scary black eyes and his face is covered in paint! His hair is green is all green and ugly and he's old!" Tears rolled down her face due to fear. "And when I was a baby I remember he shook me, really hard. It hurt!" She sniffled and said, "I don't like him, but my mommy does..."

"What's your mom's name?"

"Well, It used to be Harleen but she changed it to Harley when she met the big scary clown man."

"What's your last name?"

"Well, my mommy says to stop saying Quinnzel because it's Quinn now but I don't know why my name would change."

"Okay, well what's your name?"

"My name is Monday Jade Quinnz- I mean Quinn!" she announced proudly.

"Well, Monday. Can you do something for me?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I need you to go home even though the big scary clown man is there. Be brave and you'll be fine. If you ever need help call this number then meet right here, okay?"

The 5th grader was hesitant to answer, "Yes."

That faithful night was 5 years ago. Monday was 15, and now she had 2 best friends that were just that. Jason was like her brother. She knew he couldn't be replaced, and she often wondered why Jaime tried to act like he was their brother sometimes.

"Anyways, good news guys. My mom's being released this week..."

"Wait.. Harley Quinn is being released from Arkham?" Jaime said with a shocked face.

Monday became quickly defensive over her mother. "Oh shut up it's not like she's the Joker. Besides, she's my mom and she tries to do the best she can which is why she gave up crime and decided she wanted to get better so don't act like it's a bad thing," she snapped.

"Hey, sorry," Jaime quickly apologized.

"So, are you going to introduce your mom to your awesome boyfriend?" Bart asked in a snarky voice.

Monday raised an eyebrow. "Boyfriend? Who might this 'boyfriend' be?" she asked with a snicker.

"Me, of course!" Bart exclaimed.

Monday burst out laughing. Bart gave her a frown of humiliation.

"Bart, you may be my best friend but no way in one million years will I ever be your girlfriend!" she laughed.

Bart looked hurt for a second then quickly rebounded. "Awe, why not? You're smokin' hot and-"

"Bart, I have fire powers. That's why I'm hot."

"My point bei-"

"Your point will not justify your cause."

"One day you'll be dying to date me. You'll see!"

"Like I said, not in a million years!"

The thing Monday and her mother have in common is that they never make promises they can keep.

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