Guess who it is! Yes, a I am BACK! I deeply and sincerely apologise for the ridiculously long wait. My inspiration for this story has all but dried up. Plus this year I was taking my Junior Cert (big exams in Ireland), and I haven't watched YJ for ages. But I'm about to upload another story so I figured you YJ fans deserved another chapter before you died of old age or something. But it's short. Sorry.

The walk back to Byron's was... Interesting, to say the least. Jaime had to stop three times to remove some sharp object from Wonder Girl so she couldn't pick her handcuffs and then collar, and also ended up carrying a tired Marie Ann for the last leg of the walk. All the way, all three of Jaime's rather infuriating companions/prisoners/rocks-stuck-to-his-spine/enemy people talked to him. All three. At the same time.

Sure, Jaime could understand that, with the scarab, the two prisoners had no way of knowing that it was talking or even there. That he could get. But they weren't, as far as Jaime knew, deaf, so they should be able to tell when the other was trying to speak to him. Surely. But no. Now, Jaime did not claim to be Politest Guy of the Year, but even he knew (when captured, anyway) that you should wait till your fellow prisoner was done talking before irritating your captor yourself.

Where had these two been raised that gave them worse manners than they would have had being raised on the streets?

It boggles ones mind, snarked the scarab.

Callate insecto!

"So, Fingersmith," giggled Marie Ann, the most annoying child in the universe, "do you come from China?"

You should leave Byron and hold them ransom!

"You should take off my collar and handcuffs and we can have a proper fight." Wonder Girl obviously thought he was a moron.

Thank God there was a common answer to all three of these comments/questions. "Uh... No." First off, he had no idea why Marie Ann thought he was from China, secondly, Byron practically owned this city, so he'd have no chance, and thirdly, Wonder Girl, if released, would escape and rat him out to the Justice a League or whatever it was. Probably not the cops. Or the unflattering title Byron had given it.

"Hey! Stop there!"

Speaking of the Justice League...

Jaime sighed and looked up at the roof of a nearby house. A loud of superheroes stood there (damn, who knew there were so many?) hands on hips, some glaring, some smirking, some expressionless. Ugh. Annoying.

Staple them down!

Ok, sure. Best idea you've had all day.

Remember to put the staples through the bone. It will be more effective.

"Maybe not."

"Yeah, you better be scared! Wondergirl, Marie Ann, you ok?"

"Yep!"

"It's you Bar-"

"Marie Ann!" Yelled the heroes as one. Jaime blinked, wondering if he was actually supposed to fall down on his knees and beg for mercy or whatever. These guys were practically a comedy club. Anyone who wore tight Lycra all in one suit things in bright colours were just weird, not scary. Except Batman, he was friggin' terrifying.

For a moment, he considered his options. He could, a.) try and fight them, b.) go blue and crazy on them, c.) bolt, or d.) strike a deal, Byron be damned.

The first option was out almost as soon as it came into his head-these were known as super heroes for a reason. The second option was out too. Whilst he and the bug got on ok, even possessing a weird and twisted form of friendship, he'd told no one about it. It was his business and his business alone if he chose to be friends with a psycho insect made of stone.

Thanks, grumbled the scarab.

So that left the last two options, the cowardly two. Good thing Jaime had no issues with being the coward if it ensured his survival. He considered the superheroes carefully. He'd heard that there were no less than three super fast people in the Justice League. Whilst he couldn't actually recognise them if he saw them, he didn't want to try his luck. So that left... Strike a deal. Oh, wonderful plan. And his social skills were so up to scratch, to!

For a moment, he watched the heroes carefully, counting ten of them. Damn, they sure loved this Wonder Girl chick. One of them looked like Batman, but a girl, with red hair escaping her... Hat... Thing. Beside her stood a little twerp (younger than Jaime) with black hair, a black eye mask, red and yellow outfit and black cape, with an 'R' on his chest. Uh... No idea. Then there was another black haired, black eye masked guy-adult this time-wearing a dark grey suit with blue bird emblem on his chest. Beside them was the Green fish dude, the one with the red bug eyes, and green Megan. Beside him was a... Green monkey thing wearing red, and then an ultra moody looking teenager with short black hair, jeans and t-shirt with an S on it. Gee, Superman's really lowered his standards. Behind Jaime was a girl who'd magically transformed from a bee (what a useful power that was), a tall blonde girl in green with a bow and quiver full of arrows (a bow and arrow? Had she not heard of this thing called 'a gun'?) and a guy with brown hair and a yellow and red outfit.

Bleh. Damn goody goodies.

Short but sweet. Hopefully the wait for the next chapter won't be as long as the wait for this one was. Live long and prosper!