Mas y Menos:

Aqualad –

The water was absolutely peaceful as Aqualad did some quiet stretching under it. At least, until –

"Sr. Aqualad! Sr. Aqualad! ¿Dónde estás?" (Mr. Aqualad! Mr. Aqualad! Where are you?)

"I'm right here, guys. What do you need?" Aqualad squashed an impatient sigh in his mouth. He reminded himself that the twins were still too young to know about privacy and me-time.

"Encontramos algo que usted podría estar interesado. Venga a ver, ven rápido!" (We found something that you might be interested in. Come see, come quick!) Mas y Menos shouted in unison.

Late night studying of the Spanish language had given Aqualad a head start in understanding exactly what the young twins meant.

"Sure guys." He answered, pulling himself out of pool. He followed them outside, to the roof.

"What are we doing here?"

"Uno momento, por favor." (Just a moment, please.) Menos frowned.

"Lo veo! ¡ Ahí está!" (I see it! There it is!) Mas shouted.

Aqualad looked to see a sight that shocked his eyes. They were standing on the roof of the tower, looking out onto the ocean, and hundreds of humans were there, sitting on boats on the water.

Aqualad clenched his fists together. If they were actually fishing… "What are they doing?"

"Están levantando basura". (They are picking up litter.) Menos grinned proudly.

"Wh-what?" Aqualad stared at them.

"Ves, sabíamos que te perdiste tu casa mucho, así que llegamos a este programa permitirá ayudar la gente de esta ciudad. Muchas personas están allí, limpieza, para que ninguno de la basura nunca llegaría a su mundo. Que están haciendo para usted". (You see, we knew that you missed you home a lot, so we came up with this program to let the people of this city help out. A lot of people are there, cleaning up so that none of the garbage would ever reach your world. They're doing for you.) Mas y Menos answered together.

"I can't believe it. They're actually cleaning up?" Aqualad gasped. "You two are amazing! They're cleaning up their junk!"

"Usted debe ir a visitar casa en algún momento; que todos sepan que usted está haciendo una diferencia en la superficie." (You should go visit home sometime; let everyone know that you're making a difference on the surface.) Menos sounded much, much older than a kid when he let the sentence out of his mouth.

"Maybe I will. Thanks for everything, you guys. It just makes me feel so much better to know that there are actually people out there who care about the planet, and my world." Aqualad grinned at them. "You two are the best. How did you even manage to get this going?"

"No quieres saber". (You don't want to know.) Mas y Menos grinned back at him, their childish forms returning, and then they were gone.

Aqualad stayed up on the roof until Bumblebee told him that if he didn't come down he would spend all night on the roof. He watched the humans' work, a content smile settling on his unusually cheerful features.

Speedy –

Speedy glared at Aqualad as the other boy beat him yet again in the game that they were playing.

"This sucks." He muttered.

"You just can't stand that I'm better at something then you are." Aqualad pointed out honestly.

"No. This just sucks." Speedy tossed his controller onto the couch and stood up and stretched.

"What do you want to do?" Aqualad asked, following suit.

"Where's Bumblebee? She's never out of our hair for this long, always shouting about some stupid thing or the other." Speedy wondered. "Let's go find her and bug her."

"I don't think that she would appreciate that." Aqualad frowned.

"That's the point." Speedy shrugged.

"Sr. Speedy! Miren lo que encontramos en una tienda!" (Mr. Speedy! Look at what we found at a store!) Mas y Menos came barreling through the door.

"What?" Speedy turned to Aqualad for a translation.

"They want you to look at something they found in a store." Aqualad's voice held the tiniest trace of smugness that he knew something Speedy didn't, but his expression didn't betray him one bit.

"What is it?" Speedy asked, his curiosity taking over despite himself.

Mas dramatically gestured for his brother to come forward, holding a large, clean, shiny bow.

It was a smooth bow, clearly made a long time ago and well-kept for the same amount of time. It was absolutely beautiful, and there were carvings etched into the sides. Speedy's fingers were itching to grab it and study it, run his hand over the even curves, but he held himself steady.

"What's that for?" He asked, doing the best he could to sound unconcerned.

"Lo compramos como un regalo para usted." (We bought it as a present for you.) Menos replied casually.

This time, Speedy didn't need Aqualad to tell him what they'd said. "You did what? How much did this thing cost? No way. Return it. I can't take that!"

"Es el presente porque perdimos su cumpleaños el mes pasado". (It is the present because we missed your birthday last month.) Mas explained.

"You're birthday was last month?" Aqualad was surprised. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because I knew you'd go and make a big fuss." Speedy sighed, the puppy dog expressions on the twin's faces too much for him. "Look, how much did it cost? I'll pay you two back."

"No!" (No!) Mas y Menos both frowned.

"I have to pay you back. I can't just let you pay all that money for something stupid bow. You could use it to buy yourselves a game or something." Speedy protested. He knew he was acting way too concerned and nice then he usually did, and that he should probably stop before they wondered who he was and what he had done with the real Speedy. Still, he couldn't help but be touched with their gift, and even that they managed to figure out that his birthday had been last month.

"Mantener el presente para nosotros, por favor." (Keep the present for us, please.) Mas y Menos pressed.

"Oh, alright." Speedy sighed in defeat, although a little side of him was doing a victory dance that he'd gotten a new bow.

Bumblebee wasn't too happy that Speedy spent all of his time working with his new bow instead of doing anything important and productive, like training and eating, though.

Bumblebee –

It was the one day Bumblebee hated almost as bad as she hated her birthday, or anniversaries of bad things. It was May 12th. In other words, it was Mother's Day.

They spent the morning watching the news, the afternoon fighting crime, and now they had dinner as they awaited the night to settle down.

"I'm hitting the hay." Bumblebee finally decided at ten thirty.

"Espera, antes de ir, tenemos algo para dar a usted." (Wait, before you go, we have something to give to you.) Mas y Menos leaped to their feet, and were gone. In a flash, they were back, each holding two bouquets of carnations, Bumblebee's favorite flowers.

"Oh, thank you for the flowers, but what are they for?" Bumblebee smiled sweetly at the twins, although her eyes sparkled in confusion.

"Bueno, es día de la madre, y usted es mucho más que una madre nos entonces nuestra mamá real. Eres bueno, aún sin complicaciones, y siempre está dispuestos a ayudar. Ambos de nosotros te aman a más que cualquier otra mamá. Así, feliz día de las madres, mamá de Titan líder." (Well, it is Mother's Day, and you are much more a mother to us then our real mom. You are kind, yet no-nonsense, and you always are willing to help. Both of us love you more than any other mom. So, happy Mother's Day, Titan Leader Mom.) Mas y Menos sighed.

Bumblebee turned away as tears sprung to her eyes. She usually didn't get emotional, but she also usually didn't get told that she was like a mother to two young, very special boys.

"Thank you. I love them. And, well, I love you two, too." She finally admitted, with an enormous grin on her face.

And for the rest of the night, the grin didn't wipe off.