A/N: This was one giant one-shot, but I decided to post it as short chapters instead, so I could update faster.

As soon as this is over, I'll be working on my other stories.

Merry Christmas.

I'm wishing on a star
And trying to believe
That, even though it's far
He'll find me Christmas Eve

December 17
4:19 PM EST

"Hey, Miss M! What's… oh." Robin stopped upon walking into the Cave.

Megan turned from her place at the sink. "Hi, Robin! What's wrong?" She added, noting the boy's shocked expression.

"It's just… so bare." When Megan gave him a confused look, he told her; "It's only a week until Christmas! Where are the decorations? The tree? The peppermint candies?" Megan still looked confused. "It's Christmas!" He shouted. "We need decorations in here, stat."

Wally, upon hearing the racket, sped into the room. "What's going on?"

Robin informed his friend of the crisis at hand. Wally gave the appropriate reaction. "What? Come on! It's Christmas! Decorate! Go to Christmas parties! Don't just sit around! Heck, we could have our own Christmas party!" Robin nodded his consent.

"Are you sure?" Megan asked, cautious of the whole idea.

"Yes! It's not like Bats can ban us from spreading a little Christmas cheer in this joint. Uncle Barry says that everyone decorates for Christmas in the Watchtower."

"My house is always decorated. I can show you how." Robin said.

Soon, the three were sitting in a circle, multiple magazines and printed-out catalogs splayed across the floor. Everything they wanted to order was circled in thick black marker, and Robin constantly reassured Megan that they would be able to pay for it. "Batman will pay," he said.

"Pay for what?" A new voice entered the room. It was Artemis. She took in the sight around her, noting just how many items were circled in the numerous catalogs. "Decorating?" She sat next to Megan and flipped through one of the catalogs. "You're not going to want to order these pillows. They're not good quality." The three looked at her with bewildered eyes. "What? My mom and I order from this catalog, too."

Megan smiled. "Um, well, do you see something you want for the Cave?" Artemis shook her head. "It's your choice." Seeing the Martian's crestfallen expression, she added; "But I can help you with design."