A/N: Hey guys, so this is just a one shot I thought about yesterday from doing exactly this to cheer up my friend :P
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice.
Food Fight.
She could have stopped Poison Ivy. She could have shot her with one of her foam arrows and captured her. If only the overgrown plant hadn't of broke her bow with those stupid vines of hers, that bitch would be behind bars by now.
Letting out a frustrated groan she pulled out a knife and tested the pastry of the pie to see if was baked properly. What, it helps her release stress-other than sparring, she just wasn't really in the mood to fight after the mission. Besides, she was seriously craving pie.
Just as she began filling the final pie, a gust of wind carrying a familiar scent of laundry detergent and spicy cologne rushed past her.
Wally.
Fighting back another groan she scooped up a heap of apple sauce and smothered it inside the pastry. "Have you come here to gloat?" She snarled, not turning to face him. "And tell me how I don't belong on this team, or how about the fact that I'm a replacement and I'll never be as good as youroh-so-precious Roy?"
Then gave a humourless chuckle as she finished. "Well save it. I've heard it all before, Kid Idiot."
"You know, that looks like a pretty amazing pie." He said in a low voice, completely ignoring her ranting.
She froze. That definitely threw her off track. Spinning around she faced him with slightly widened eyes.
"W-what?" She stuttered in astonishment.
"The pie." He said slowly, "Looks delicious." His eyes sliding from hers as he pointed to the space behind her. "So do all the others as well." And hesitated before stating the obvious, "Did, uh, did you make them?"
Still in shock she nervously played with her fingers, just so that she was focusing on something other than how cute he looked when his freckles stood out from the redness of his cheeks.
What? She when did Artemis Crock get nervous? Clearing her throat she gave a small nod of her head and mumbled, "Yeah...yeah I guess."
This made the speedster raise an eyebrow, "You guess?" He repeated, amusement sparkling in his forest green eyes, clearly entertained with her unnatural behaviour.
"Look, what do you want, Wall-man?" She sighed massaging her temples, trying to relieve the pain of the migraine she had coming on.
"Oh-nothing, nothing." He replied with a shrug of his shoulders, but there was still a mischievous tone in his voice.
She narrowed her eyes in distrust, throwing the empty packaging in the bin. "I'm not buying it. Why aren't you blaming me for how the mission went?"
"Because it wasn't your fault, Artemis." He said in a quiet voice, his whole demeanor changing as he spoke. "These things just happen sometimes."
She gasped in wonder, he hardly ever called her by her real name. "Who are you and what have you done with Wally West?" And rushed over to him, placing a hand on his forehead. "Are you ill, do you feel dizzy at all? Hallucinating?"
"Knock it off, Arty!" He exclaimed, rolling his eyes as he lightly smacked her off. "I'm trying to be nice here."
"Not lying to me would be a start." She snorted and turned her back on him, slipping on the oven gloves and pulling out the last apple pie out of the oven, leaving it on the side to cool.
"Stop blaming yourself! So what Poison Ivy got away. It happens. Not every mission is going to be successful."
"But I could have got-"
"And I could've caught her if I was fast enough, or M'gann could've used her telekinesis to stop her and Superboy- "
"I get it, okay!" She shouted in an exasperated voice, annoyed that he was trying to ignore the fact that she was right. "Whatever. Now please go away, Wally." Snatching up one of the dirty dishes and began scrubbing it with a little more force than was needed.
"I'm not in the mood for an argument with you." She added over her shoulder with a deep sigh.
There was a long pause but no gust of air to let her know he'd left, which tempted Artemis to turn around and smash the bowl across his stupid head. But then Batman would be pissed at her for damaging the expencive china.
Suddenly he appeared next to her and just stood there, watching her with intense curiosity, his eyes never leaving her face as he searched for something-she wasn't quite sure what. But she's got to admit, it made her feel a little uncomfortable, as well as making her cheeks burn. What with those green eyes practically staring into her soul.
"Take a picture, Wall-man. It lasts longer." She managed to growl out, angling her head so that her long ponytail curled over her shoulder and hid one side of her shamelessly blushing cheeks from his view as her hands dived into the sink and found a wooden spoon.
"Don't flatter yourself, babe." He scoffed, tearing his gaze away from her and settling on the pies on the counter to his left. A slow grin made its way onto his face when he got a wickedly, brilliant idea. It was probably going to get his ass kicked by the archer-but if it cheered her up-then so be it. Bring on the pain.
Quickly glancing at the blonde who was quietly in the process of drying the dishes and neatly stacking them in the cupboards they belonged in.
Carefully he picked up the nearest mouthwatering pie and hid it behind his back. Muttering a few curse's under his breath about the things he did for others happiness and that he was definitely going to hell for wasting perfectly edible food.
Just as Artemis turned around to face him, Wally gave it to her. Right in the face.
"Hey now you look good enough to eat, Beautiful!" He spluttered as he clutched a hand to his stomach, attempting to control his laughter at his own wittiness and the way her jaw dropped.
Biting his lip he reached out a finger and took a swipe of the apple sauce pouring down her face, then tasting it. "Yep, you sure do taste sweet all right!"
Artemis stood frozen in place, arms spread out wide, chunks of apple sticking to her skin as she gawked in surprise.
"Oh you are so going down, Wallace." She breathed, dashing past him and grabbing a pie then smashing it into his face before he could even register what was happening.
Giggling at her victory, she failed to realise that the redhead had already armed himself with the last pie. That was until she felt the sloppy filling cover the top of her head.
Cautiously she poked out her tongue and dabbed the top of her lip, moaning softly at the sugary taste, and deciding that in fact she still hadn't lost her touch at baking.
"You're right, I do taste pretty good." She smirked, watching the speedster's face turn a shade similar to his hair as his eyes bulged at the obvious innuendo.
Dragging a hand down her face, she reached out and rubbed the residue off her hand onto Wally's 'Don't Worry Babe, I'm Only Quick On My Feet.' shirt. She never did like that shirt anyway.
"Oh no you didn't!" He sassed as he lunged at her, wrapping his arms around her to hold her in place as he rubbed the side of his face against hers, effectively reducing the amount of pie on him.
"Wally, please stop!" She cried shaking her arms in an attempt to escape, then burst out laughing as he repeated the same treatment for the other side.
He gave a loud tut of disappointment, "You shouldn't have done it then, babe! Let this be a lesson learnt that the Wall-man never looses!" He advised with a mile wide grin at his victory.
"Alright, alright!" She screamed in defeat, pushing against his arms. "You won, now let me go, West!"
With a chuckle, he released his grip from around her waist and looked down at her, then held up a hand to smother the cackles begging to be freed at the sight of her.
Glancing down, Artemis joined in with his laughter, unable to stop herself from what she saw. So much gooey apple running all over her clothes. It was absolutely everywhere.
"Urghh I need to go have a shower, I reek of apples." she murmured, voicing out her thoughts.
"Mind if I join you?" Wally asked with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows.
Artemis shook her head. "That'll be a no, Kid Casanova." She laughed when she saw the kicked puppy look he gave her and pressed a lingering kiss on his freckly cheek, smiling against his skin when she feels the slight stickiness of the sauce. "Thanks for cheering me up, Wally. It was a really sweet thing to do."
Sauntering out of the kitchen with a wave of her hand, she headed towards her bedroom as she licked her fingers clean.
Managing to snap out of his daze, he held up a hand to the place where she kissed and whispered with a dreamy smile, "You're welcome, Beautiful."
E/N: So did you enjoy it? Let me know what you think :)
~Beautiful-Dark~
