"Physically, he's fine. Nothing made him collapse." Batman stated not sure what was happening. "We're still waiting for Martian Manhunter, Miss Martian, and Beast boy to back from Mars to see if it's mental." Flash was unconvinced.
"Did he have enough food? Water? Sleep? People don't just collapse."
"He had enough food, both in him and in his backpack. He is slightly sleep deprived, however not enough to suddenly collapse without warning. Slightly dehydrated, but, again, not enough to suddenly collapse. I don't understand. We'll have to just wait until the Martians get back." Flash started speed pacing. It made the League anxious, but what could they say or do? 'Don't worry about your grandchild, he just fell into some sort of coma we know nothing about, he'll be fine'? The whole Team was there before the Martians got back.
"Sorry we are late. We ran into trouble upon our departure." Manhunter apologized. "What was the emergency you contacted us?"
"Bart Allen was at Mount Justice when he suddenly collapsed without warning in front of Artemis, Blue Beetle, and Wally West. It's not physical, so it's likely mental." Batman explained.
"Would guess you are correct." He stood by the bed holding the second Kid Flash as everybody watched. His eyes glowed. After a few moments he stopped, with a concerned expression. Everyone leaned towards him meaning to tell them. "The coma is mentally created. Bart somehow managed to put up a mental barrier around his most painful memories. He also learned how to put himself in a coma." Everyone looked around, confused. Why would Bart put himself in a coma? "The anniversary of an extremely painful memory is coming up soon. He was going to disappear for a few days then come back and act as if nothing happened."
"So whats the memory?" Wally asked. Martian Manhunter looked at him.
"Considering he put himself in a coma because of this memory, I do not think he would want us to see it." Wally looked at everybody.
"Oh, c'mon! Like you aren't curious!" He acused. Nobody would look at him which proved his point. He looked at the mentors. "Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepuh-lease, PLEASE!" J'onn sighed.
"Alright, fi-"
"YES!" Wally screamed. The mentors sighed. J'onn connected their minds and sent a thought through them.
I may be the one letting you in but, if Bart finds out its on Wally's head.
Oh please, what could Bart do? Well, they were going to find out.
All the Team and the League were in some room.
We are in Bart's memories. The memory I talked about had a backstory that spans most of Bart's life. I shall only show important memories, memories that have an importance in his life. We are only allowed to talk through are minds. Oh, and we cannot interact with the memories.
Rules, rules. I want to see some action!
Calm Wally, the memory is starting.
There was a young boy, about 3ish was sitting across from a baby. The little boy looked like a mini Bart and they had never seen the baby, but it seemed familiar.
"Bah-art. Bart. Now say it." He leaned towards the baby. She smiled and giggled. You tell it was a girl from her pink outfit.
"Bah! Bah!" The boy leaned back and groaned.
"Mom!" He called.
"What Bart?" Someone in another room called.
"Can you come here for a moment?" Wally sighed.
This is boring. How does this have any importance in his life?
This is the first thing Bart can remember. J'onn explained.
"What is it Bart?" A lady walked in. She was tall-ish with short brown hair and green eyes. She had the same smile as Bart. She appeared to be Bart's mom.
"She won't say my name! She can say her own, but not mine!" He pouted. His mom laughed, which increased the pout. "It's true." She laughed again. "What's so funny?!"
"Honey," she explained, still laughing. "Jenni can't say anybody's name. She's one year old."
"Yes, she can. She can say Jenni. Watch, Jenni, say Jenni."
"Jen-nah!" They all smiled at this.
"See!" His mom started laughing again. "I don't understand!"
"Bart," she said, trying to hide the laughter, "She said Jenna not Jenni, and I'm not even sure she said that!" The doorbell rung. "Oh, there's your aunt." Another lady stepped in, she looked similar to Bart's mom, but not exact.
"Thanks for watching Jenni, Meloni. I really owe you one." The second lady walked over and grabbed the baby.
"You are welcome. And we're family, you don't owe me anything. Bye!"
"Bye Meloni, oh and you too Bart!"
"Bye." Bart walked into the kitchen and the Team and League followed. "I like Jenni. BUT, I can't wait until she learns how to superspeed. I want to teach her Slipsock."
"Slipsock? What's that?" Bart ran to the other side of the kitchen. He kicked off his shoes and began to run. Upon hitting the tile he slipped and fell on his stomach, sliding across the room until he reached a door way, almost knocking over a few leaguers, which as J'onn had pointed out, would not have effected them. He stood up and smiled at his mom. "Slipsock, I'm guessing." He nodded.
I wanna do that! Wally screamed inside they're heads.
NO!
Ahh...
Where are we now?
Shut up and watch Wally.
How rude. Everyone mentally groaned. Bart was walking through a house at night. He crept into a tiny room that resembled a guest room. Sobbing could be heard downstairs. Bart looked like he was about to cry.
"Jenni," he walked up to a crib, the baby opened its eyes and smiled at Bart, "Jenni, your parents dieded." Her smile dropped at this. "They got in a car smash. Mom and Dad got a call from the hoss spitle. You're now an orphan. I hope Mom and Dad adopteed you." Her smile slightly reappeared and she fell asleep. Bart went back to his room.
Wow. No one responded to the Flash's comment. He had said it all. Bart had handled that surprisingly well. This was officially new territory. No one had ever seen this side of Bart. He wasn't immature and acting like Wally. He was actually caring for his cousin. But one thought passed through everybody's mind. What else were they going to see?
