decorum: orderliness
"Oh my God, Kaldur…" Wally breathed in amazement.
"This…this is the eighth wonder of the world," Robin stated grandly, waving his arms around wildly to express his unadulterated joy.
Artemis walked further into the room, reaching forward as if to touch something, and then recoiling as if she thought she'd break it. M'gann trailed behind her, gasping in awe.
"I don't really see what's so wonderful about a clean room," Conner grumbled in confusion, stubbornly standing in the doorway of his leader's bedroom.
The four others turned around and stared at him in shock.
"What?" It was times like these that Conner thought that he was the most normal one of his team. Robin and Wally were usually the only ones who dragged him places to show him their definition of 'wonderful things,' but this time it seemed the girls were in on it too. He sighed and wished Kaldur were actually here to modestly rebut his apparent marvel of a bedroom.
"Robin…? Wally? What are you all doing here?" Kaldur entered the room, ducking underneath Conner's crossed arms. Speak of the devil… "Is something wrong?"
"Kaldur! Just the man we wanted to see," Wally welcomed, beaming. "You can explain to Conner why your room is such a masterpiece, right?"
Kaldur thankfully looked just as confused as Conner felt. "Ah…no."
Wally looked appalled. "That, dear sir, is a travesty. How can you not explain the art you've created here?"
Kaldur smiled ruefully. "Wally, as an Atlantian citizen with a passion for magic, I learned how to be very organized, not only with my spells but with my lifestyle. I know to someone of your low standards this is a miracle, but it is not."
"Ooh, burn," Artemis laughed, clapping Kaldur on the back.
Wally, as could be expected, was very offended. "The hell, Kal? I thought we were bros!"
Kaldur smiled a tad mischievously. "All in good fun, my friend."
"This room—it really is just so neat! Can you teach me how to organize my recipes? I've got boxes of them scattered all over my room!" M'gann gushed.
"Certainly," Kaldur said, ever gracious.
"You're so nice!" M'gann giggled.
"Insufferably so," Wally and Conner muttered at the same time.
I didn't really intend for this to be so crack-fic-ish, but ah well. That's twenty-five drabbles done, folks! We're slowly approaching the halfway mark! Very, very slowly!