Hey! Thank you again for the feedback on the last chapter, it means a lot to me! I forgot to mention that the idea of that was based on the Justice League Animated series episode called Flash and Substance.
I'm hoping to get about 3 or 4 chapters done today, because I really want to finish this before the holidays are over. This chapter was sort of inspired by one review who suggested going caroling. I remembered that none of my chapters actually had any traditions for Holidays, so I thought I would just start with this one.
Thank you for sticking through with this, and remember, please leave some feedback!

Rule Number 3: Attendance at the West Family Holiday Celebrations is mandatory.

"I've got a splitting headache, my throat isn't working properly, there's snot running down my face and I think I'm running a fever. I am not going to your parents' house for the Easter party," Artemis told Wally, her sweet, lovable, idiot of a boyfriend sternly.

She coughed roughly, and then reached for a tissue. Artemis was snuggled comfortably in the couch, a blanket draped over her and Wally sitting by her side, feeding her chicken soup. He rubbed her back soothingly, and ran his fingers through her hair.

"It's my parents! They'll kill me if I don't go," Wally whined.

"Then go by yourself."

"It's you they want to see."

"Tell them I'm on my deathbed."

"I can't lie to my parents!"

Artemis groaned and tried to snuggle deeper into the couch. She was feeling so sore, so horribly sick. All she wanted was to lie here and watch some stupid movie on the T.V as Wally fed her soup.

But no, Wally had to be a whiney kid and want to go to his parents' house for stupid Easter. One thing Artemis couldn't understand about the West family was that they were so… family-like. It was weird to be part of a family that was so close together, that practically saw each other every day. Especially since she came from a family like hers. It would be considered a good family dinner if all of them were present and no-one tried to kill each other.

Still, she had to admit, she kind of liked being in this big family. For so long, it had just been her and her mother; it was nice to be part of a bigger family, to be close to so many people. And the Wests were more than willing to accept Artemis and her family. They already acted like Artemis was part of the family, and even called Paula, Jade and Lian over to their house too.

But she was so sick right now, coughing up litres of phlegm and all that other shit, she really didn't want to see anyone.

"Artemis, is there any way I can convince you to go for Easter?" Wally asked hopefully.

Artemis glared back at him, "No."

"Fine." Wally got up and Artemis missed the heat of his body already.

"I'll just have to bring the party to you."

Before Artemis had the chance to ask what the hell he meant by that, Wally had already sped off. She rolled her eyes and sighed, see, this was the problem with having a boyfriend who could break the sound barrier in his sneakers. They never really took the time to explain things.

Artemis nearly laughed when she remembered Iris's stories about Barry when they were dating. Apparently, being subtle is not a speedster's specialty. Iris had already figured out who Barry really was in their second month of dating.

Artemis saw Nelson run up to her, and she petted his head weakly as he scrounged the floor for food. Between Wally and the dog, their food bill was excessively high. Good thing they had friends like Dick, who was actually rich enough to afford it.

The door creaked open, and instead of the familiar red-head Artemis was used to, she could see a red/brown one bobbing about. Reacting instantly, Artemis grabbed the thing closest to her (a fork) and threw it with as much force as she could muster. The fork flew through the air, landing a millimetre away from the head.

The thing reacted, speeding away from the fork and coming to her side.

"Whoa, Artemis, chill! Please don't kill me!" a boy, probably around Tim's age, begged her. He had brown hair and kind green eyes. He also looked kind of familiar.

"I see you've met my grandson," Barry called out to her, running through her door carrying bags of food.

"Um, did I miss something?" Artemis called back weakly.

Barry dumped the food on their already cramped dining table, and came around to put an arm around the boy.

"This is Bart. My grandson from the future. Didn't Wally tell you about it?"

Artemis racked her brain, "Um, he might have mentioned it…"

"You look terrible," the boy, Bart said. He caught Artemis's glare and quickly backpedalled, "I mean, not terrible as in looks wise, god no, you're beautiful and all that. I just mean that since you're sick and all you don't look all that crash. But you still look good. Just not fully crash. Like-" Bart's rant was interrupted as Wally sped in and placed a hand over his mouth.

"So Arty, this is Bart, the kid with the world's biggest mouth."

Artemis did a weird, cough/laugh thing, "He's even worse than you," she rasped.

Both speedsters looked at her blankly, as if it was just dawning on them that she had insulted them. Artemis rolled her eyes, speedsters. They may be fast and whatever, but they could also be so slow at the same time.

The front door opened again, and this time Iris and Wally's parents walked through the door.

"Artemis!" Mary gushed as soon as she saw the sick girl, "Is Wally taking care of you? Please tell me he had the decency to offer chicken soup."

"As a matter of fact, I did!" Wally said proudly.

"So there is hope for you yet, eh?" Rudolph called back.

Wally stuck his tongue out at him.

Before Artemis could even register it, the entire West/Allen family begun to cooking in her house. Barry, Wally and Rudolph were setting the table, while Iris was rifling through the food bags that Barry brought. Bart was sitting next to her, trying to steal packets of chips and chocolate. Meanwhile, Mary was sitting next to Artemis, arranging the pillows so she was comfortable and cleaning up the mess around here.

"Mary, what's happening?" Artemis asked.

"Oh, nothing much. When Wally said you couldn't go to the Easter party because you were sick, we decided to bring the party to you. After all, it's just tradition that the whole family is there."

"I don't think I'm technically family."

Mary laughed at this, pushing Artemis's blonde hair away from her face in a motherly manner that Paula had always done for Artemis, "If you're not family by now, I don't know what you are! I'll go make you some hot chocolate, okay? I always loved that when I was sick."

Artemis nodded, smiling slightly. Okay, maybe she did love being part of the West family.