Warnings: Mocks mpreg! Innuendo and kissing but nothing graphic.

I do not own Young Justice. If you have issues with this fic, PM me. I can easily edit it. Lol.

Artemis was led down the hall, watching around her as packs of vicious, feral women drooled and reached out from behind their cell bars to leer at her. It didn't help that instead of being given an orange jumpsuit, Artemis had been forced into wearing a skimpy skirt and a bra. Even Catholic school girls had dignity compared to her right now. The other prisoners watched her hips shift sensually as Artemis stomped model-esque down the hall.

Suddenly, the guard escorting her shoved her into an open cell, quickly locking it as another guard stood ready with an assault rifle in case Artemis attempted to escape (nevermind that the rifle wasn't practical).

Artemis turned around, meeting the face of her new cellmate. "It can't be… Cheshire?"

"Yes, little sis."

"I'm not your sister, psycho." Artemis did another eye-roll. She had only rolled her eyes thirty times while walking down the hall to her cell, so she felt like she needed more for that extra dramatic flare.

"Yes, you are. It would have been revealed in a couple of episodes, but you just had to ruin the show didn't you, Artemis."

"What do you mean? You're the one who told me now instead of waiting for that future episode."

"It's my fault that you're experiencing a raging sexuality crisis and had to betray your team. Anyway, look at our cell."

Artemis studied the cell, paying little attention to the naked women sprawled out on the floor. She also didn't remark on the beer bottles spread around the room.

"It's quite comfy," Cheshire purred, before kicking the women to get off the floor and leave her cell.

"You too?" Artemis didn't quite know how to ask if Cheshire preferred women, but since this is a parody, she should have just assumed.

"Yes, Artemis. I'm into women now." Cheshire stuck her tongue out, making it slither quickly in a suggestive manner that repulsed Artemis.

"What about Roy?"

"What about him? Oh wait, I'll copy your eye-rolls?" Cheshire rolled her eyes, then her head, before collapsing onto her bed laughing.

"You said I was supposed to find out we were sisters in a couple of episodes from now. But weren't you supposed to be dating Roy or at least have some kinky on-again/off-again fling with him? Then get knocked up?"

"I tried, Artemis," Cheshire sat up in her bed, faking tears, "I tried so much…I even made a pregnancy pact with Talia."

"I'm too tired to deal with this. What happened? Because I know I wasn't the one to screw that part of the show's plot up."

"Okay. It's my fault. I tried flirting with him, groping him, tying him up… Well, anyway… Apparently he doesn't love me. He's involved with your mentor Green Arrow and is pregnant. Yes, male pregnancy…we have that in this story now. Even though neither Green or Red Arrow have any magical ability, somehow our favorite little firecrotch got preggers."

"What?" Artemis shouted in disbelief, hoping that wherever the hidden cameras were in this cell, she would be given more screen-time.

"Would anthrax be a good gift?" Cheshire stood up, pondering about what to get Roy for his baby shower. "Babies like that, don't they?"

"Just stop this. I just got here and need to learn how to survive." Artemis tried standing taller, placing her hands on her hips.

"Oh…yeah. Well, now that you're here, we can form our own Vietnamese gang."

"That just sounds racist."

"What? You think your little ginger and Martian friends will stick around? Kid Flash will be a skinhead by the end of this week!" Cheshire stabbed Artemis with a chopstick, not caring if she was being stereotypical in all the worst ways. She was too hot of a femme fatale to care anyway.

Before Artemis could pull the chopstick out and fight back, a mysterious woman swept into the room, shoving Cheshire against the wall in a heated kiss. The woman was wearing a guard's uniform, but Artemis had thought that only men had guarded the prison. Cheshire and the woman started undressing each other, grinding, kissing, and licking until their love-session ended abruptly with both of them screaming.

The mysterious woman got up towards the cell door, turning around to give a goodbye kiss to Cheshire.

It was...Red Tornado! In drag! With one amazing hair flip with his blonde wig, Red Tornado sped away, making unintelligible beeping noises of excitement.

"Red Tornado? And how did I not realize that when you were both naked? How could I think a naked Red Tornado was a human woman…" Artemis looked away, pondering her stupidity.

"And she…he…it is so good!" Cheshire sung at the top of her lungs, causing legions of women in the surrounding cells to moan as a twisted form of background vocals.

Artemis continued focusing on what she had just seen. Why couldn't she find someone to love her?

Suddenly, Megan appeared in the center of the cell without any explanation to why she had appeared. Artemis sensed an epic plot hole that might unravel the film, but discarded that thought when Megan began to speak.

"Hello Megan! Why didn't I see this before. You're single because you're a bitch, Artemis."

Cheshire cut in, but didn't try contradicting Megan, "It's true. You're so uptight since you came here even though it's only been 10 minutes. We really need to set you up with someone."

"But that probably won't happen…" Megan looked over to Cheshire.

"Yes. But she'll at least have to flirt with the warden if we ever have any hope of getting out of the prison. But that's like five chapters away…"

Megan cheered up, licking her lips, "Let's bring Red Tornado back in here!"

"You weren't even here when that happened!" Artemis threw a pillow at the Martian, before the three started up a pillow fight that lasted all night and was filmed and later released as a softcore porno. All in a good day's work.

As she tried sleeping, Artemis murmured, "Wasn't I supposed to be getting revenge on the Justice League?"

AN: Again, this fic keeps going downhill in all the worst ways (or the most ridiculously immature ways?). Anyway, suggestions on what other women should appear in this are always open. The idea of Roy/Ollie is an homage to the fic "Fixing the Bow" by Aurora Bluewolf.

Who thought I would include a Red Tornado pairing in this?