Rule #36: Some heroes aren't as accustomed to Earth as others. Do not use this to your advantage.

Power Girl stared at the yellow skinned man in front of her with wide eyes and her right hand to her chin, thoroughly confused.

"But... A kiss? Are you sure that is how Earthlings usually say hello?"

The smaller man leaned into her with a smile, while the blonde leaned back, wondering just why the kind man suddenly seemed to lecherous.

"Yes, beautiful madame. A kiss on the lips is the perfect way to show your bond..." Creeper smiled slyly at her, then puckered his lips as he waited for Power Girl to do as he had told her.

Off to the side, Zatanna and Rocket shook their heads at him. "You know, we won't even have to interrupt. With the way he's going, the females in the Watchtower are going to hunt him down before nightfall." Zatanna said, while Rocket tsked.

"I really hope the fool gets his just desserts."

With those words, both girls went back to the Mountain, leaving Creeper to his fate.

The next day the only thing talked about in the Watchtower was the way Supergirl and Power Girl hunted Creeper down and hurt him for lying to them.

M'gann looked at Deadpool through slightly suspicious eyes.

"Are you sure it is customary to do this?" The Martian asked as she looked at the small box in the mercenary's hand. "It does not seem... Right..."

"Oh, come on, Green Cheeks! Arty, Roy, and Fish Sticks did it for kicks! Besides, it'll just be for a month. Then we can get a divorce!" Deadpool smiled broadly from beneath his mask.

He had asked for Miss Martian's hand in marriage. Why? Because he had told a friend of his he was already married and he couldn't just show up at the party empty handed! And who better to pose as your wife than a Martian that could look like anyone?

"Yes, but they... I'm pretty sure marriage is between people that love each other, Deadpool." M'gann told him hesitantly.

The man only waved that thought away, "Pish-posh! You've seen all the movies, kid! You know friends always get married when another friend is in need!"

The green skinned girl looked at him uncertainly then at the beautiful ring in the box. "Well... I guess it wouldn't be bad to help a friend..."

Deadpool's smile could have lit up a whole room. Nobody had to know he had just technically gotten a sixteen year old to marry him! He would finally show Logan that someone could love him!

Ruler fixes number 37: No planking.

Creeper was at it again.

Well, he wasn't really doing anything wrong, he was just... Being himself. Which was enough to leave most people that knew him wondering just how he had ended up getting accepted into the Justice League.

Then again, he sometimes wondered why he was a hero himself. Surely being a villain was more fulfilling. And he would have had more fun stealing candy from a baby rather than having to give it back... Maybe he should turn towards the dark side. They did have cookies.

Creeper contemplated all of this as he lay on top of the Batman's Bat Jet, which was parked in the Watchtower's hangar. Batman himself didn't know the yellow man was there at the moment for he was too busy dealing with Jason running amok in the Watchtower with Robin and Kid Flash as his partners in crime.

"Maybe..." He muttered to himself, eyebrows drawn as he thought about becoming a villain. "Maybe I should change my costume from green to pink... That'd be a million times more terrifying!"

King Under the Mountain Number 38: You are not allowed to throw the following Leaguers from the Watchtower: Guy Gardner, The Flash, Green Arrow, Captain Marvel. We are okay with the rest.

"Flash! Green Arrow!"

Both men paled at the yell that left Orion as the man tried to step out of the prank they had laid out for Hal Jordan.

"Why do we have such bad luck?" Ollie questioned, turning around to find the red headed humanoid covered in the pink and yellow paint that had been meant to land on their annoying friend.

"I think it's just karma for helping our kids." Barry mumbled, shoulders slumped and frown in place as he waited for his punishment.

Apparently, Orion had been so angry by the prank that he'd thrown both heroes from the air-lock. Luckily, though, Miss Martian and Rocket fished them from the dark void before their brains exploded. This, though, made the young teens angry.

The next day in the Watchtower's cafeteria there was a list spray painted onto all the walls. 'These four heroes cannot be thrown into outer space: Green Arrow, Flash, Guy Gardner, and Captain Marvel. You do it, you face the void yourself'

Guy had been worried upon seeing his name up on the list because the team hated him, but Flash had explained the reason why very quickly. "Oh, they just want you alive to be the ones to throw you. They just like to bother you."

Unfortunately for John Stewart, he hadn't taken the threat seriously and had decided to throw Guy out when the red head didn't shut up about his love life.

He had to be saved before he strayed too far from the Earth's orbit by Superman.

Rule #39: The Question's mind is insane. His conspiracies are his life blood. Do not question them.

Vic Sage was a man that the Young Justice team had barely ever come in contact with. Batman had made sure wherever he was, the Team was far away.

Wally felt insulted by that as he heard Question mumble to himself about Girl Scout's controlling the radio, which in turn made pop music the only music safe from any type of control from the government.

"Why... Why are you saying that?" The young hero, Dove, asked the man softly, standing beside Wally in his civvies.

They were supposed to be working together to stop Zoom from reaching the Flash, but somehow the Question had managed to drag them to his apartment to show them how My Little Pony was- in fact- propaganda to join the Illuminati.

The Question's mutterings stopped in mid ramble at Dove's question and he turned to the man, then Wally and Dove found themselves under a barrage of conspiracies about America's untimely destruction by different forces as Question pointed at the various papers scattered all around his room.

And Rule #40: Do NOT eat M'gann's or J'onn's cookies.

"Uncle J'onn! My cookies are gone!"

The Martian appeared beside his niece in a heart beat, eyes wide as he scanned the small refrigerator for his own treats. "And mine were taken as well! Who could have done this!"

Booster Gold and Blue Beetle looked at each other with wide eyes before they took off running to look for Wally. Maybe the kid would know how to hide them from two very angry Martians.

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