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I love Will Harper, and I love his chubby dad belly. I have wanted for YEARS to be given a canon chubby version of dad Roy Harper, and I was given it in the last place I expected. Seeing that everyone else loves Will's dad bod has made me feel less self conscious about myself and my interests and I hope Young Justice gives us more.

This takes place immediately after "Private Security."

"Gimme a sec and I'll whip something up. Just try not to wake Lian," Will asked as he let Roy into the house. "Otherwise she's never going back to sleep."

"I know the drill," Roy complained, "You don't have to treat me like I'm your kid."

The two of them had just finished helping Nightwing and Guardian deal with the metahuman trafficking ring located in Star City and Roy, too tired to make it back to his place, asked to crash at Will's house for the night.

Will turned on the kitchen light, deciding to fix a late night snack before turning in. After the events of today, dealing with Brick's gang trying to hijack those V.R. googles and then freeing those kids, he earned it.

"By the way," Roy casually spoke as he entered the kitchen behind Will, "This has been on my mind all night. I've been meaning to ask you how it happened."

"How what happened?" Will asked, his back turned to Roy as he began rooting through the fridge to start working on something easy but filling.

"How THIS happened."

Will turned around to see Roy pointing at his midsection, specifically to Will's stomach. His new roundness was more noticeable with Will being in his Red Arrow costume, from the way it clung to his skin and highlighted his curves.

"Huh? Oh, yeah," Will sighed in relief as he closed the fridge door. "For a second I thought you were talking about something important. But yeah, I put on some weight."

Roy rolled his eyes. "Obviously."

Will didn't see what the problem was as he started to peel a red apple, shrugging all casual like. "No big deal."

Roy obviously didn't agree. "You think."

"What can I say? The glow of a healthy dad bod is just one of the many perks of better living. I think I look good with it, that's for sure," Will laughed as he patted his belly. "And I know Lian likes having a chubby daddy to hug and cuddle with."

"Lian's 3," Roy was unimpressed as he delivered a low blow, "She'd like watching the rinse cycle if you told her it was a cartoon."

"Roy," Will stopped smiling the minute Roy made a crack about Lian's intelligence, setting the apple and knife down and glaring at Roy. "That's not funny."

"Sorry, you're right," Roy accepted since he knew Lian was a smart kid. "Low blow and I'll make it up to her. Still, I can't believe you let yourself go. I mean," Roy couldn't help but smirk since he was clearly having fun with the idea of a "Rotund" Arrow (even if Will wasn't that big). "I knew you were upset about Jade leaving but I didn't think you'd start binge eating to compensate."

Will pinched the bridge between his eyes, having foreseen this coming the moment Roy eventually noticed his shift in size. "I have not-"

"What's even in this thing, anyway?" Roy gave Will's belly a squeeze with his prosthetic hand. "Marshmallows? Feels like, but I'm guessing donuts are the more likely option."

Okay, Will decided, now it was time for revenge. He put on his best patronizing dad smile and said in an entirely too patient voice "Now Roy, you don't have to cover up for me, of all people."

"Cover what up?" Roy let go of Will and backed up, immediately recognizing Will's shift in tone and knowing this wasn't going to end well.

"It's okaaaay, little buddy," Will slung his arm around Roy's shoulders and pulled him close, "I can understand why this is such a big deal for you." Roy knew Will was deliberately putting emphasis on words like "Little" and "Big." "Seeing my body change is making you self conscious about your height, isn't it? You can tell me, I'M on the downlow."

"I know you act like this on purpose just to screw with people!" Roy began to shout, aware of Will's dad routine and how often his cornball humor masked several concentrated strikes against those who annoyed him or Lian. "And it's not gonna work."

"No need to get so wound up," Will assured Roy, "I'm on your side. And let me be the first to tell you that you've got nothing to worry about." Will positioned himself behind Roy to emphasis his point. "Some day when you're older, you're probably gonna grow up to be big and strong and handsome," Will patted Roy's back, "Just like your big brother Jim. Or if you're lucky," Will moved his arms so he could give Roy a bone shattering squeeze around his slim waist. "Big and comfy and beautiful, like me."

"CAN'T," Roy gasped, "BREATH."

"See, someday you'll have padding like mine to cushion you from blows like this," Will lectured. "Maybe when you're older, but for now you have to be patient, Slim."

"I," Roy squirmed out of Will's grasp, starting to look more and more like a cat that had been thrown into a cold pool, "Am OLDER. THAN ALL OF YOU!" Will took a satisfied step back as Roy continued shouting. "I AM 25, YOU ARE 10. I HAVE PHOTO ID. I AM LEGALLY ABLE TO SMOKE CIGARETTES, PURCHASE AND DRINK ALCOHOL AND TO DRIVE A CAR!"

"You've been drinking AND driving?" Will shook his head in disappointment. "I thought I raised you better. And shouting inside the house, too. That's it, Roy you're grounded," Will pointed to the doorway leading to the hall, "Go to your room. No video games for a week."

"Y-YOU AREN'T MY," Roy was so angry he couldn't decide which response to give, "I-I DON'T EVEN LVE-"

"One or the other," Will offered, "But you can't have both, sport."

The two then heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming down the hallway before Lian appeared and ran up to her daddy.

"Daddy daddy!" Lian squeaked as Will picked her up. "You're home!"

"Hey sweetie," Will kissed her on the cheek, "Sorry we woke you."

"Why you yelling?" Lian asked before she saw Roy and smiled brighter. "Unca Roy!"

"I was having a talk with your uncle," Will smirked, "He's grounded."

"Ooooooh," Lian whispered. "Unca Roy was bad?"

"Very bad, Lian," Will furrowed his brow and looked disappointed. "But we love you anyway, Roy. Right Lian?"

"Yeah!"

"No matter how small you are," Will delivered the killing blow.

"I AM NOT SMALL," Roy kept shouting.

"Touchy, isn't he Lian?" Will nuzzled Lian. "Just an angry little strawberry shortcake, your uncle Roy." Roy was never going to eat shortcake again after that last remark.

"Yep," Lian nodded. "A meany string bean."

"Probably because he doesn't eat enough, right?" Will was on fire.

"Ooh yeah," Lian agreed, "Too skinny and too cranky."

"Needs some meat on his bones like me, huh?" Oh Will was gonna remember this night for a long, long time, and so was Roy. Will and Lian were firing them off in rapid succession, leaving him unable to return fire. "Whatcha think Lian? Think he can rock a tubby tummy like your daddy?

"Yeah, chunky unky!" Lian cheered.

"I HATE BOTH OF YOU," Roy stomped out of the room into the hallway.

"Where are you going?" Will called after him.

"TO MY ROOM! I'M GROUNDED REMEMBER?!"

Will and Lian winced when they heard a door slam shut. Several seconds later they heard the door open and Roy returned to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Went in the laundry room, didn't you?" Will guessed.

"Shut up," Roy muttered.

"So, you want that snack or what?" Will asked. "Lian, you want a late night snack? But no sugar, okay and then it's straight to bed?"

"Okay daddy," Lian kissed him on the cheek. "But only if Unca Roy tells me a story."

"Roy?" Will looked up at the surly hero.

"...I get to pick the story."

"Come on Lian," Will put his daughter in Roy's arms and ruffled her hair, "Let's see if we can't fatten up your uncle Roy some so you can have chunky unky cuddles like you deserve."

"Yaaay!" Lian wrapped her arms around Roy's neck as he glared his iciest glare at Will's smugly satisfied grin.

"I believe you promised her a story?" Will reminded.

"Don't push it," Roy muttered before turning to his niece. "So, once upon a time, there was this little girl in a red riding hood named Lian, and she went to see these three bears. One was named Jimbear and he liked to grow pretty flowers, another was named Willbear and he spent all his time eating porridge and getting FAT," Roy shouted in Will's direction.

"He sounds pretty cool!" Will replied as he turned the stove on.

"But the handsomest, tallest," Roy began to embellish as he faced Lian, "And most bravest one was named Roy... bear."

"Ooh I like Roybear best," Lian added and Roy almost smiled before she added "He sounds like Daddy."

"I'll take what I can get," Roy sighed. "Anyway..."

As Will got to work making some grilled cheese sandwiches for the three of them, he couldn't help but smile as Roy continued his story about Lian Riding Hood saving the three bears from a witch's gingerbread house before they turned into pumpkins at midnight. Yeah, Will definitely earned this.