I DO NOT OWN YOUNG JUSTICE

A/N: Sorry for the incredibly long wait it seems chapter 2 just didn't want to be written. I almost discontinued this fic

The distinct sound of barbells hitting the mat strong arms dead lifted the bar easily clearing three hundred pounds as if they were nothing. Blue eyes always focused his well sculpted body barely even breaking a sweat but that's to be expected from a clone made by Cadmus. Superboy hadn't asked to be born he was made for evil purposes but choose the side of good of his own volition thanks to his rescuers Robin, Kid Flash and Aqualad. Everything seemed so foreign interactions awkward but slowly he go used to everything and started to really fit in as part of the team rather than just Superman's clone. His trademark line being "no capes no tights no offence" and it works he's accepted and adapted.

Everyone had went back to doing there own thing while there resident clone took a break from working on Sphere and decided to work out. Dead lifting, power cleaning, curls all in triple digits the cave's work out room has a vast assortment of exercise equipment. Switching he starts on his curl reps thinking about everything that had happened those baby blue eyes unfocused for a while allowing himself to be lost in his own thoughts for a while. Everything had worked itself out there all friends more like family which when he really thought about it wasn't bad. He liked the feeling of having friends and people close to him, something and someone to protect it makes him feel wanted.

After finishing his reps while still shirtless the strong hero made his way to his room assessing that it's around evening. It's always a bit quiet when there not on missions just everyone going about there lives. Of course they all gathered half the time to eat or play games tonight it seemed that it's everyone do there own thing night. So he went back to his room sitting on the bed and relaxing before the raven haired teen knew it he'd fallen asleep for half of the night. His dream or at least that's what he's been told those are was interrupted by someone shaking his arm mercilessly.

"Wake up Supe you're going to miss dinner Miss M made smoked sausage and fried potatoes." His hazy mind barely registered it opening one eye so ice blue stared up at Kid. Before Flash could repeat himself which he definitely would Superboy swung his legs over the side of the full sized bed. "Go on ahead Wally I know you want to just save a few helpings for me ok?" It was a rhetorical question he knew so Kid Flash just raced off nearly running into the wall. Within a few minutes a now awake clone walked into the kitchen he saw everyone there and grabbed himself a plate filling it up and sitting down. Since Miss Martian would scold him if he tried to eat standing up something about good manners. Which didn't make much sense since the others do it a lot still he knew from others that you shouldn't argue with a girl. Another something about the girl being always right no matter it was a man to man type of thing they told him so he didn't question it. And listened soaking in there words like a sponge a guy code they had mentioned something he couldn't tell the female members of there team.