People: All of YJ, Red Arrow, Red Tornado, Black Canary

Prompt: Road Trip!

Rating: K

Genre: Humor

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice, the comic or the show, or any of the characters associated with it. I make no profit from this work of fiction; it is purely for entertainment purposes

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"... you have got to be kidding me."

"C'mon man, it's fine, just lean on his chest or something. He doesn't mind, see?"

"Actually, I do, and it would be greatly appreciated if you would return to your seat-"

"See, he doesn't mind."

"Uh, no. I think i'll pass. Thanks."

Roy frowned and turned in his seat, crossing his arms in a display of what Dinah observed looked a lot like pouting.

"I'm not pouting, I didn't even want to come on this stupid trip. I hate being cooped up, I hate listening to the Martian singing about bottles on the freakin' wall, it's hot-"

"Hey man I told you, just come sit next to RT, he's like a huge cooler."

"I am not your personal cooling unit Kid Flash. Now, would you kindly remove yourself from my lap before I am forced to resort to violence?"

"Oh come on RT, if I overheat I'll pass out, and you wouldn't want that, would you?"

"My name is Red Tornado, and such an occurrence would make it easier to remove you from my person."

"... what?"

"- despite what you may think, watching Ollie's new grunt crawl all over the clone is not entertaining, Kaldur's hogging all of the water and ice in the cooler, and what the hell is a Justice Bus?"

Robin looked up from his wrist watch (putting computers in everything was genius, really) as Dinah heaved a sigh, earning a glare from the disgruntled red head as she rolled her eyes at him. Despite the buds in his ears he could hear the others just fine past his music and had been becoming increasingly annoyed not only from the complaints but also from the fact that the vehicle they were currently in couldn't be rewired to blast subzero temperatures.

"We let you have shotgun. Dude, if you don't want it switch with me, seriously."

"... so. And, no way am I going back there," Roy snorted, shooting Wally a glance. The speedster looked up at the feel of eyes on him, brows raising as he froze in the action of scrubbing a piece of ice he'd stolen from a hissing Kaldur under his sweaty armpit.

"What?"

"Ugh..."

"What?"

Both Roy and Robin sank in their seats simultaneously. All of the windows on the bus were rolled down but it didn't do much for the heat considering the air coming in felt like it was coming straight from someone's mouth.

"Are we there yet," Superboy asked quietly. The question had been directed at Dinah but Robin answered him, a map of their route projected in blue before him.

"No. According to this we still have five hours to go."

The clone frowned and slid closer to the window, feeling the girl pretending to be asleep shifting against his side.

"Why do we have to go in this stupid bus?"

There was a sudden silence, a minute where everyone save Black Canary looked at one another. A shared thought of 'Duh' that was shot down only a moment later.

"We're going on this trip to take a break and relax like normal people, that means no powers-"

"Ha!"

"-and no gadgets."

"Ffffff-"

Robin glanced mournfully at the remote controlled motorcycle that had just pulled up outside his window, his plan to escape foiled.

Drat.