Author's Note:
Hey everyone, hope you're having an awesome day! Thanks for clickin' on this story! It's my first fic ever and I thought I'd edit it and post it once more so that it's not as horrible as it was before. I, myself, don't like it very much, but maybe you will.
Started 9th of March, 2017
Ended 22nd of March, 2017
Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice.
Warning: Extreme cringe that my 11yr-old-self wrote ahead, you've been warned.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
It was a rainy afternoon at Mount Justice, and Robin was sitting in the lounge, his head bowed with a disappointed and angry expression on his face. Nightwing had made him the leader for a mission, earlier, and it had failed, so naturally, Tim was disappointed and put out for failing.
Presently Cassie walked in happily looking for Garfield, skipping lightly. Her eyes scanned the room and fell on Tim. She frowned slightly, wondering what was wrong.
"Robin, are you okay?" She asked, worry in her tone as she hesitantly put her hand on his shoulder. She was genuinely concerned. He glanced at her.
Secretly she had a little crush on Robin unknown to most because she was good at hiding her with a bubbly expression and obliviousness.
"..."
No response. Cassie bit her lip, "Come on, RObin, it wasn't so bad. Everyone makes mistak-"
Tim rolled his eyes, shaking her hand off. "Could you go annoy someone else?" He interrupted bitterly. His words were venom.
Cassie scowled at him, "Well, sorry for worrying about you," She huffed sarcastically, before flying to the couch and plopping herself down on it, crossing her arms, her good mood ruined.
Tim sighed under his breath. He hadn't meant to snap at her so harshly, her intentions were sincere, and only wishing to lift his spirits.
Still, he didn't bother doing anything, and simply stood up and stormed to his room, disregarding Cassie, and not offering any apologetic gesture.
Cassie muttered something under her breath, and angrily smashed her fist into the couch in frustration, forgetting about her superhuman strength.
"Ooops!" She gasped, yanking her arm out, and getting a handful of stuffing with it. No one was in the mode today.
