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I do not own Young Justice or anything in the DC universe…just a huge fan.

Sometime later . . .

Dick sat on a worn out couch in the living room, his laptop on the hand-me-down coffee table in front of him. Roy's apartment was definitely nothing like the Manor. He looked up at Roy, who was standing, and pointed to his computer screen. "If anyone asks, you will be agent Faraday."

Roy nodded as he peered at the screen, taking in the details of identity he was borrowing. "And the real Faraday?

"Deep undercover somewhere in Columbia. No radio contact," explained Dick. "I've hijacked the IMEI of a Fed cell, so the call should look like it's coming from a legit source. I've masked the GPS." Dick picked up a cell phone and clipped a small device on the bottom. "This will change your voice to sound like Faraday's."

Roy took the phone from Dick.

Wally frowned, turning slighting on the couch to better see both this friends. "Isn't it risky using Faraday? Batman's met Faraday, right?"

"Which is—if the call actually gets transferred to him—why it will sound legit. I've typed up a cheat sheet of stuff Batman would bring up to check to see if you are the real Faraday." Dick hit the ctrl and '' key, blowing up the screen so that Roy could see better. "If all else fails, just start ranting about how Amanda Waller's gone crazy. Bats is not too fond of her."

Dick took two head sets and handed one to Wally. "This is so that we can hear the conversation. We don't want to risk putting the call on speaker."

Wally grinned as he took the headset and slipped it on.

Roy looked at the phone. The moment had come. The time to back down would be now. He knew that what he was about to do was immature and would most likely get him into trouble. He also knew that if everything went right, it would become a legend. He eyes fell on the two younger heroes, who looked up at him expectantly. He grinned. "Let's do this." He put the phone to his ear.

Dick put on his headset as hit a key on his keyboard activating the call.

The phone began to ring. It was time for Roy to put on his best acting skills. He rolled his shoulders in anticipation.

"Justice League. Please state the emergency and location," said a pleasant female voice.

"I don't know where I am!"

"That's all right. We will still be able to locate you."

Robin shook his head smiling. "No she won't."

"What is the emergency?"

"I woke up with a bad hangover and my penis is missing."

"Excuse me?"

"I woke up with a really bad hangover . . . and my penis was missing!"

Wally snickered and Roy waved him to stop. Dick looked on, amused.

"It is a criminal offense to prank ca—"

"Woman, this is a federal line," said Roy with all the authority he could muster. "Do you think it's a prank? Do you think federal agents just go around wasting tax payer money, making prank calls about their penises?"

Dick's eyes watered as he bit his lip to stop himself from laughing.

"If your penis is missing, you need to call the local authorities. You should know that the Justice League does not work cases like-"

"Good grief woman! Do you think I'm the only one? It's going to be an epidemic!"

"Sir-"

"A missing penis epidemic!"

"Sir, I will transfer you to 911-"

"No!" Roy shouted so loud Wally and Dick jumped in surprise. He thought quickly on what he could say to stop from being transferred. "It's too late for me now, but I have to warn someone." He ran a hand through his head, getting back into character. "The rest of the agency is covering it up. It's been happening for months. I knew." Roy let out a heavy sigh. "I knew about the unethical lab testing and I looked the other way." He sighed again. "And now . . ."

The operator did not speak. Dick watched Roy in awe, impressed at the red head's acting.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg. I was targeted, because I knew too much about the testing. I do not know why they did not kill me. I suppose they thought I would not call for help. After all," said Roy in a defeated tone, "what kind of man wants to admit their penis disappeared?"

Wally snickered.

"Are you bleeding? Or you in pain?"

Roy was relieved to hear the concern tone in the Operators Voice. He was finally being taken seriously.

"No, it is just . . . gone."

Dick giggled.

"Or you in imminent danger?"

"Not that I am aware."

"All right, can you please hold?"

Roy, Wally and Dick simultaneously smiled. They had done it.

Roy was expecting to hear silence on the other end as he was put on hold, but instead he heard background noise. Their operator had failed to put the call on hold. She was talking to another female operator.

"I need a supervisor over here."

"She stepped out,"said a female in a thick northern accent. "Why?"

"There is an agent on line 26 he says . . . he says his penis went missing."

"It's a prank cawl hang up."

"He says it not just him . . . that there is epidemic."

There was a sound of footsteps approaching. "His penis fell off?" An alarmed male voice spoke up. "Like, actually fell off."

"No, he said he just woke up and it was gone."

"Someone must have stolen it," said a chipper female voice.

"Who steals penises?" the male asked.

"It has to be a prank cawl."

"But it's coming from a federal cell. He says the agency is covering it up."

"Which agency?"the chipper female operator asked.

"I didn't even ask. He shocked me right off my script."

"Who cares what agency!"the male voice was frantic. "Penises are falling off! We don't have time for jurisdiction battles."

"Calm down! It is probably a prank call."

"What if it is not?"

"Is the plural of penis, penes or penises?" interrupted the chipper operator. "I need to know for the report."

"What is wrong with you all? Just because you guys have va-jay-jays does not mean this is not an emergency! What happens if my penis falls off? Or Superman's?"

"He might nawt have a penis."

"He is a damn American Icon. Of course he has a penis!"

"Well he is an alien,"said the chipper female. "You don't know . . . his parts might be weird. Reproduction might be different. He might have come from an egg."

"Janet, you are sooo stupid. How did you even get this job?"

"Don't call me stupid!"

"Your not stupid sweetie"said their operator in a soothing voice. "You're just as smart as everyone else here."

"What are you waiting for Cheryl," said the male,"call Batman."

"No! You cawl Batman."

"You're the only one who has authorization to call the monitor room when a Supervisors out of the room!"

"Well . . . I'm nawt cawling him about a missing penis. I still think it's a prank cawl. Its Michele's cawl, she should cawl Batman."

"I don't know if Batman's going to want to be bothered with this . . ."

"What? You don't think the man would want to know if there was a possibility that his penis might go missing! Trust me, no man wants to wake up with his penis missing!"

Roy thought he was going to burst from holding in all his laughter. He honestly did not care anymore if his call got transferred to Batman, the JL operators had made the call worth it.

"Hello, Sir are you still there?"

"Yes."

"Please state your name and affiliation."

"Agent Faraday, CBI and Interpol," responded Roy immediately.

"How many people would you say could be affected? Is this an isolated incident."

"Thousands. Right now it is isolated to . . . I can't tell you where it is, it's classified. I need to speak to Batman. "

"Please hold."

The phone went dead. The three friends looked at each other. Had the JL operator accidentally hung up?

"Who is this?" a gruff voice spoke.

Richard smiled brightly.

"Who's this?" Roy said into the phone, although he knew exactly who he was speaking to.

"Batman."