Disease/Illness challenge story

11- Severe allergic reaction

Wally is severely allergic to cinnamon and M'gann is making cinnamon cookies.

Author's note: Hello again! I have decided to do the disease/illness challenge as you can plainly see. But don't worry if you're reading Clash of the Dimensions, I promise I'll update that soon. Actually, I'm updating it after this story is finished. It will most likely be a one-shot, maybe two, but for right now, I'm keeping it short. Oh, and this takes place during "Downtime".

Disclaimer: If I owned Young Justice, do you really think I'd be writing FANfiction? I mean, seriously, come on people. Anyway, here we go!

August 27th

1:31 P.M. EST

Happy Harbor

A delicious scent wafted through the cave, the origin the kitchen. Artemis and Robin looked up from the couch, from where they had been discussing public versus private school. "What'cha cooking M'gann?" Robin questioned, sniffing the air.

M'gann smiled at the youngest warmly. "Cinnamon cookies. I found the recipe and wanted to try it out. I hope everyone likes them." She opened the oven and took out the tray, using her telekinesis, just as the computer called out "Recognized Kid Flash B-0-3." Wally sped into the kitchen, exclaiming excitedly, "Oh! Cookies!" he quickly grabbed half the cookies and started gobbling them down. "Amazing Miss M! is there any-" He was cut off as he started to choke. His throat started swelling and he dropped the rest of his cookies, falling to his knees as his face swelled as well. He began thrashing around on the floor, trying to figure out why he couldn't breathe.

"Wally!"

"Dude, what's going on?"

"Baywatch, are you ok?"

"Wally?"

His friend's concerned voices rang through the cave. Robin studied the cookies that were on the floor. He turned back to Wally, whose face was red and turning blue. "Are you allergic to cinnamon?" Wally shrugged as best as he could. Robin went into leader mode. "Artemis, get a bed ready in the med lab. M'gann, go with her." The two girls turned and raced down the hall. "Wally. Wally, look at me." Wally managed to do that. "Ok, now, are there cookies stuck in your throat, or is your throat swelled shut?" Wally held up two fingers. Robin nodded. "Ok, the second one. Definitely not the aster. SB, pick him up. We need to get down to the med lab NOW." Superboy nodded, picked up Wally, and raced down to the infirmary. Robin followed, looking up on his glove what to do when someone was having a severe reaction. He found the info he wanted just as they reached the med lab. Once there, he started calling out things he needed. The other three teens got them as quick as possible and handed them to Robin. He quickly made the cure Wally needed, found a syringe, and injected him. Wally gasped as his throat cleared. The swelling went down, and now he could breathe. He sat in the bed, gasping for a few minutes as he regained his breath. Everyone heaved a relieved sigh. Wally flopped back in the bed, glad it was over. "Thanks guys." He sighed. "That could have gone a lot worse."

M'gann was distraught (heavy on the dis). "Wally I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were allergic to cinnamon! I wouldn't have those cookies if I had known!" Wally laughed. "Hey, don't blame yourself! I didn't even know! Besides, I'm ok now right? So no worries!" He tried to get up, only to fall to the floor, woozy. "Whoa, easy there KF. You should wait a few minutes to make sure you're ok." Robin advised as he helped Wally back up. Wally reclined back in the bed. "Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Remind me to tell Uncle Barry I'm allergic to cinnamon." "Severely allergic," Artemis smirked, which made everybody, including Wally, laugh.

THE END!

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