This directly follows my other story "Popular Music", but you don't have to read it to understand this.
The team decides to play BS, a card game, and it doesn't really work with a telepathic there. R&R

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POV: Wally

Connor sat down with the rest of us after his futile attempts at trying to get Megan to stop singing. He sat there for a few minutes, just glaring at the wall opposite of him until the next round started and he could fairly be dealt into our BS game.

"Two kings!" Robin said and slapped down two cards onto the large pile of red and white.

"BS!" I yelled as I looked down at the three kings in my hand. Knowing that there were only four kings in a normal deck of cards, and this most certainly was a normal deck, he couldn't possibly have two kings in his hand.

Robin reluctantly pulled the pile from the center of the table towards him and started sorting out his cards. For being one of the most cunning members of the team, he hasn't figured out his poker face yet.

"One ace, and I'm out!" Artemis said proudly as she slapped down her last card. She glared around and everyone with her dark grey eyes, daring them to challenge her last move. No one did.

"Okay, next round!" I put the rest of my cards on top of Artemis' last card and pulled them all towards me, shifting them to all go in one direction. "You want in, Connor?"

"Uh, sure," Connor said, sitting up a little more in his chair, but not showing any genuine interest.

"I want to play, too!" Megan called from down the hall and came running into the kitchen in a pink bathrobe and a pink towel sitting on top of her head, holding her wet hair. "What are we playing, again?"

"BS," I answered and dealt out the deck of cards so everyone had an even number.

"What does BS stand for?"

Answers were called out, ranging from "banana split" from Robin to "bull shit" from Artemis and "bologna sandwich" from Kaldur to "bad soup" from myself.

I shrugged. "It means a lot of stuff. But Artemis' is the closest to what it means in the game."

Megan shot a wary glance towards the blonde, and quickly looked down at the table again. She had a little grin on her lips that I had mistakenly ignored. She pulled her cards towards her and her almost-red eyes made their way around the circle, silently making attempts to intimidate the others.

"One ace," I said and put down the ace of spades, the designated starting card.

"Three twos."

"One three."

"BS!" Megan yelled and pointed a finger at Kaldur.

The Atlantean looked taken aback for a moment, then sullenly took the pile of cards into his own hand, being officially BS-ed. "One four."

"Two fives."

"One six."

"Two sevens."

"BS!" Megan pointed at Robin this time. "They were a five and a nine!"

"Megan!" everyone yelled.

"You can't read everyone's mind!" Artemis yelled.

"It's against the rules!" Robin chimed in.

Megan pulled her arms in close to her chest and almost looked like she was about to cry. "Right. Hello, Megan! Sorry."

"Why don't we, instead of saying 'BS', say 'Superboy' instead?" Robin suggested. "It's the same two initials, but they've swapped places."

"And why would we do that?" Connor asked.

"Because Superboy's bull shit!"

Connor glared at the Boy Wonder, but kept his temper in check. "Your turn, Wally," he growled.

"Two eights," I timidly put down my cards.

"One nine."

"BS!"

"Dammit, Megan!" Artemis threw her cards down onto the table and stood up, knocking her chair over in the process. "I'm leaving."

"Artemis, I'm sorry!"

"That's a load of BS!"