A/N: Hi! Sorry if I'm not posting as often. For me it has been end of year testing all the last of May and June, so don't really expect anything until after June 19. Also, drabbles has been moved down in my priorities list because I'm working on a new story called The Darker Side of Things. It's going to be the longest story I've written and I've already got the first chapter up and should have the second one sometime today or tomorrow so I guess you can check it out. Also, xfinity on demand has some Doctor Who episodes up I've been watching a lot of. It's really good. But this is really long so I should shut up already.


Studying (Or I really should be, but I'm not.)

"Stupid rich people, and their stupid rich-ass curriculums." she mutters. Now Artemis knew she was not by any means stupid. This math was just really, really hard.

"Hey Arty, what'cha got there?" She jumped in surprise.

"Ugh, don't do that you little.."

"The answer is four." He interrupts. "On problem two." He smirks.

"What? How did you, I don't need your help." She glares.

"Tell you what, I'll help you with your math and you can help me with my english. Sound fair?" She ponders it for a moment but he's grinning like he already won.

"Fine." She groans.

"Asterous, let's go to the kitchen. Everyone's already there for our weekly study sessions and its about time you joined. Wally's a science genius, and did you know Superboy has like seven languages programmed into his head and it's great for French practice and…"

She grabs her notebook as he rambles on. He grabs her arm, pulling her away from her desk and she follows him to the kitchen.


Where I sort of rip off a Doctor Who episode (Or, please dont sue me)

Four feet.

Work you dumb match, work. Don't blink, don't blink, don't blink. Shit. He could hear the erratic flutter of wings and tiny chipmunk like giggles in the pitch black darkness. His fingers fumbled as he struggled to light another match.

Three feet.

"Come on KF, where are you?" He muttered. There was a gust of wind that the last of his match as he was scooped up by running arms. Yes, home free!

"Go, run, and let's get out of here!" He shouted over the wind. There was a burst of speed and for a moment he thought the trouble was over until he they came to an abrupt stop and he was skidding on the pavement. Oh great.

It was one of them. The statues. Its jagged teeth were showing in a creepy, crooked smile as Wally struggled with his wrist caught in its stone hard, clawed grip. And more were coming.

"Don't blink."

"I know."

"I'll hold the rest of them off as long as I can. Just get yourself out." He could hear a buzzing sound, a sickening crack, and a grunt that accompanied it.

"Never got the hang of phasing through stuff yet. What now?" He swung his head around quickly, searching for a way out. They were cornered, except.

"Building, behind us." They ran inside and rammed the door shut. They sprinted up the stairs, into a long hallway. The elevators on both ends dinged and the doors slid open. There were two of them, frozen stone statues, coming right towards them.

"Back, back, back!" They backed up into the stairway. He spotted another one down the stairs.

"Up!" They burst through a door on the rooftop of the tall building. he looked around and peered over the edge. No way out.

"Um Rob. Now would be a really good time to pull out your belt now and do some ninja thing that will solve all our problems, because right now, we have a really big one."

"Sorry, it didn't come through the time stream with us." He turned around to see what was the cause of Wally's panic and that really big shadow looming overhead.

"Damn. I am never coming to New York City ever again."


A/N: So thank you for reading! If you didn't really get that last one either look up Weeping Angel or watch the Doctor Who episode The Angels Take Manhattan. I'm just kind of lacking inspiration for this, so ideas? Or maybe even just a random list of words, wow these authors notes are way too long.