Thanks to my great reviewers, Guardy and YoungTitan213: they really encouraged me to keep going, so check out some of their great writing if you like this!
The kitchen was chaos. Wayne was seated in his sleek chrome high chair, still wailing and throwing pieces of Cheerios into the air. The eight-month-old's shock of black hair was full of pieces of whole wheat cereal, his round cheeks red from crying. A young woman with strawberry-cinnamon hair was bent over him, trying to calm her son through murmuring and the proffering of the flung Cheerios.
A small, green girl with purple eyes like her mothers was perched at the edge of her chair, nibbling serenely on Frosted Mini-Wheats. Llinos' face was angular and thinner than most toddlers, her features delicately placed.
Her pale brother sat across the table from her, scarfing down thick slices of bacon while plugging his ears to the deafening noise. Corbin chatted animatedly to a girl with frizzy dark hair and a deep tan, fidgetting next to Llin.
"C'mon 'Belle! You know you wanna go train after breakfast," the eight-year-old waggled his eyebrows at her. Raven, clearing Llin's dishes, stopped for a second. Her son's expression was so much like what Beast Boy had done for her when they was young. The same sparkle in his eyes, same ever-present grin, even his father's green hair and snaggletooth.
Despite herself, little bittersweet pools of saltwater began to form in the empath's dark eyes.
"I don't think so Bubblebutt…you'd probably drop somethin' on my face," Abelle replied sassily, using the embarrassing nickname she'd created for him.
"I won't! I did that once, and it was really heavy!" Corbin protested.
The seven-year-old stuck her tongue out at him.
"Ya, right. I coulda lifted it."
"Hey, guys, if you keep flirting I might be able to get a reservation at Chez Cupid for you both on Saturday night," Changeling called sarcastically from the kitchen, putting an arm around his wife.
"Eww!"
"Blech! What makes you think I'd ever date him?" Abelle said, scrunching her face up in disgust but stifling a giggle.
"Da-ad! Shut up!" Corbin said, leaning his arm out to smack his father but falling backwards out of his chair in the process.
The seven-year-old girl was in hysterics instantly.
Llin giggled softly.
Even Wayne stopped crying to clap and laugh delightedly.
The only person not amused was the pale, fanged boy on the floor, rubbing his head.
"Mmf," he grunted, "Dad!"
"Yes…?" Garfield asked innocently, earning a smile from Raven.
"What's going on in here?" the leader's voice interrupted jokingly as the steel door slid open, his hand still around his daughter's.
"Buddle-Butt fell out of his chair!" Llin giggled again, pointing a green finger at her brother, still sprawling on the floor.
Joy laughed loudly, and clambered in beside the green toddler.
"And I do not receive a good morning hug?" Starfire asked her daughter pointedly while removing Wayne from his chair.
"Oops. Sorry Mommy." The red headed child climbed onto the table and crawled across it, jumping off at the end. She sprinted towards her mother, still holding the baby, and gave her legs a tight squeeze.
"Can I give Wayne a hug too?" Joy asked, putting her hands up for her brother.
Star paused for a minute, glancing over at Dick. He nodded, smiling a little, and she passed the dark haired baby down to her daughter.
To no one's surprise, the five-year-old had no trouble holding the weight, and squeezed his little pudgy body tightly. Wayne looked slightly surprised, but placed both his arms around her neck in the semblance of a hug.
"There," Joy said contentedly, handing the baby back up to her mother and scrambling across to get in her seat beside Llin again.
"You shouldn't be climbing on the table," Raven said to Joy in a flat voice, but the child merely nodded as toast was brought to her by her father.
Meanwhile, Corbin had eventually righted himself, and smacked the still laughing Abelle on the shoulder.
"It wasn't that funny," the boy grumbled, while the girl gasped for breath.
"Well…maybe it was. It was so funny I've decided I'll go training with you," 'Belle stated decisively, and Corbin grinned.
The pair began to retreat to the gym, but Nightwing stopped them.
"Are you guys going to train by yourselves?" he asked, and both the kids sighed.
"Ugh, c'mon, please Nightwing? We aren't gonna have you people around when we fight bad guys!" Corbin protested, but the leader put up his hand.
"Raven or Changeling, could you watch these guys to make sure they don't do anything too stupid?"
"I ain't the one you should worry about," Abelle said, putting her hands on her hips in a gesture so like her mother's.
"Sure…we can both go if the dishes are done," Changeling said, taking his wife by the hand and leading the little parade out the door.
Wayne waved his hand at them from over Starfire's shoulder as they went.
Well, here we are, my second chapter…grr, I still haven't gotten Cy and Bee in here yet, or KF and Jinx! Well, I cross my heart they will be here next chapter, it's just that when I picture all of it like a play and I didn't see them entering in that scene. And Abelle is here, which begs the question: where are her parents? Anyhow, if you have any ideas for a new "upgraded" Cy costume or code names for Corbin, Abelle, Llinos, Joy, or Wayne, feel free to post them on a review or PM me!