A/N: This is what I get when I don't bring any homework to study hall. Maybe I should do that more often…

This is going to be a set of five (I think), and I'll try to publish at least one a week. They're all planned out and everything, just waiting to be written.

I'd like to point out I am not an expert in cooking, dumplings or otherwise, so if there are any mistakes in this or future entries, you're welcome to point them out.

Okay! I'm done!

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice.

Mount Justice

January 12, 2:07 P.M.

Artemis leaned over an old cookbook, squinting at the print. "So I just roll them up…?"

"Hey Artemis!" A red and yellow blur raced into the kitchen.

Artemis jumped in surprise, nearly sending the carefully balanced pot of hot water next to her to the floor. "Wally! A little warning next time!"

"Sorry, Arty. Got any snacks?" The speedster zoomed to the fridge and quickly scanned its contents before he pulled out several slices of ham, a cucumber, two blocks of cheese, a container of mustard, and a tomato. He then ran to the cupboard to find a loaf of bread.

"Um, yes? Why are you still in uniform?"

"Had to race down to Central to help out Flash. Another weird outbreak of ice villains. Thought I'd see who was at the Cave. What'cha cookin'?"

Artemis looked down at the disks of sticky dough she was creating. "Bánh ít trần dumplings. It… It's my mom's birthday and I thought I'd make a surprise dinner."

Wally took a large bite of his completed masterpiece of a sandwich. "Sweet! Can I help?"

"No."

"Come on! I'm bored!"

"Wally, you just got here, you can't be bored already. And no."

"I make a mean baloney sandwich."

"Dumplings are not a baloney sandwich, they're real food. Go find Robin or something."

"He's out with Bats chasing Mr. Freeze. Said he'd be back later." He swallowed the rest of his snack and got some water. "I bet I'm a much better cook than you think."

Artemis snorted. "Sure you are. Just get out before I have to find my bow."

"Fine, fine. Have fun with your-" He leaned over the cookbook. "Ban it tran." And off he went, disappearing into the depths of the Cave.

"It's pronounced-" She began to shout after him, but gave up, knowing he was too far away anyway. "Argh!"

2:17 P.M.

"Needs more salt." Wally, now in civvies, held a dumpling with a large bite taken out of it in his hand.

"Wally! Didn't I say not to bother me!" Artemis screeched in surprise.

"Not in so many words. You know, these are good. I didn't know you could cook." He finished the dumpling.

"Um, thanks. I think."

"…Does this mean I can help?"

"No."

2:31 P.M.

Artemis placed another rack of cooked dumplings on the counter, inspecting her creations.

Wait.

Something was missing.

"Wally! Quit eating all the dumplings!"

The redhead zoomed into the kitchen at the sound of his name. She wasn't sure what he had been doing, but it probably hadn't been very productive, judging by the bag of Chicken Whizees in his hand. "What?"

"I won't have any left if you keep eating them all!"

Wally's eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "I thought you hated Chicken Whizees?"

"What? No, I'm talking about the dumplings."

"Well, I'm not the one eating them! Other than that one… But I haven't been in here since, I swear!" He raised his hands in defense. "I can't blame whoever is stealing them though. They are soo good…" His hand subconsciously moved toward the rack of warm dough balls. Artemis smacked it away.

"You expect me to believe that, Kid Stomach?"

"Yes! You can ask Kaldur, I was just talking to him." He glanced over at the trays. "You know, I bet M'gann took them. She probably just floated them through the door while you weren't looking."

"Nope. She has cheer practice until three. Face it, Wally, you've been caught." Artemis smirked, crossing her arms, a ladle still gripped in one hand.

"I'm telling the truth! I have no idea how-" Wally's eyes widened, focusing on something behind the archer.

A mischievous cackle rang out. "I've got to hand it to you, Arty, these are delicious." Robin hung upside down above the counter by a line with a dumpling in each hand.

"You little-"

"Ah, ah, ah, Artemis. You don't want Batman to hear, do you? The boy ninja disappeared into the shadows above.

"Robin!"

A/N: Hehehe… I love Robin.

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