A/N: Hehe, fun update.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

"So, Supey, guess what I got you for your first birthday?" Wally's smile faltered only slightly when he felt the awkwardness of saying it to someone who was physically sixteen and capable of crushing his skull with one good punch.

Conner had already established (repeatedly) that he hated birthdays. Mostly because it reminded him he was a clone and nothing more than that. But partially because he had let M'gann push him around and get a hat on his head and make a cake the size of Kansas and decorate their entire headquarters/home like the inside of a freaking piñata. Not to mention the actual piñata. Which was some ugly horse looking thing.

"I don't know," huffed the blue-eyed teen while glaring at the speedster. "I don't have x-ray vision."

The redhead's smile melted away like an ice cube on a hot summer's day. He looked over his shoulder, jade eyes catching Robin on the other piece of couch. "Touchy today, isn't he?" remarked the ginger before hearing the angry growl from the big brute.

"Just gimme that." He snatched the present and forced another snarl to subside in his throat. At least they were nice enough to do the math and figure out when his birthday even was... It was more than he knew, anyways...

"Conner!" From the back of the couch where she hovered like a mother hen, Megan gave him a scolding look. She looked somewhat, as he figured, cute in her little pompom adorned party hat. He could only figure he looked stupid in his own, which was why Artemis, Robin, and Kaldur had all opted out while the clone and the ginger were sucked into Megan's hat-wearing plot. "What have we said about manners?"

"He's trained like a dog," snickered Artemis, a smile flashing across her face, broad and true. She shot a quick look at the Boy Wonder beside her. "She's got that boy wrapped around her little finger."

Robin just smirked. "Definitely."

With a slightly irritated sigh, Conner forced himself through a rough "Thank you", which sounded all but sincere. And then began to tear grudgingly at the paper.

"You got me a box?" asked Conner, puzzlement scrawled across his face as his blue eyes looked up at the freckled kid.

Robin and Artemis, needless to say, burst out laughing. It wouldn't have been as funny had the clone been joking, but he was sincere as could be when asking.

Just jumping into the scene was Kaldur'ahm, coming back from the kitchen with a glass of water just in time. "I believe you need to open the box, Superboy," came his patient voice over the cackling of the humans.

Another irritated sigh later and the box was open. Inside lay a small stuffed monkey.

A fierce glare captured his pristine cobalt gaze. A gutteral growl came from his throat. "I hate monkeys."

"Manners!" cut in Megan, shooting something of an apologetic smile to Wally who was fighting off his own laughter. (Artemis falling off the couch behind him in a giggling fit did not help in the slightest.)

Conner rose to his feet, heavy boots like thunder on the floor. "Thanks, Wally." And he pounded over towards the kitchen and dropped the small gift into the trash before returning to the couch. He just wanted it to be over...

Artemis was still laughing hysterically on the floor, unable to pull herself up.

"So," began Robin in a whisper once a wildly grinning Wally had rejoined him on the couch, now in the archer's spot, "do you think he'll like the monkey earrings I got him?"

It only took a few seconds for Wally to join Artemis on the floor.

A/N: They're so evil. Review?

~Sky