A/N: Okay, I'll be honest. I'm not really proud of this one...it seems pretty rushed to me...and the tone completely switched on me as if it was bipolar...but I did have fun writing it, not gonna lie the last one made me smile throughout. So yeah, first collection of vignettes here. Not sure if I'm going to do this style again or not for this challenge, but we shall see. ;D

edit: FireLady14, I would like to thank you for pointing out my embarrassing mistake. I used the wrong Allen.

Even though I do love Bart, the Flash's name is Barry, just a note to all...I knew I was going to do some error like this. Also, I realized that the auto correct on fanfiction removes the last period after my pauses (...) at the end of the sentence. I'd like to point out that that is proper grammar and I don't know why the auto correct is doing that.

Day 6: Family

Characters: Conner, J'ohnn (Martian Manhunter), Barry (The Flash), Ollie (Green Arrow), Orin (Aquaman), Dinah (Black Canary), Bruce (Batman)

Rating: T (for language)

Genre: Family/Humor

It wasn't uncommon knowledge that each of the members of Young Justice had family troubles, whether it be past or present. With Conner, it was pretty obvious. M'gann's parents were back on Mars. Dick was an orphan...plus, he had Batman for a dad. Wally had suffered through childhood trauma with how poorly his parents had acted, but Kaldur and Artemis pretty much had it worse. Both of them had supervillain daddies, that shit was so not fucked up...not at all...

But they had survived through it all. Conner, being the youngest (mentally), had to deal with more, had to understand things at a faster rate, had to be the one to deal with his problems better. His teammates had had time to heal or were still in the process of healing...and mentors...mentors to help them go through with their problems. His time was stolen away from him. And his mentor? His supposed mentor -father- avoided him at all costs. The man had problems on morality enough as it is, his existence was just an addition.

It was weird, he had come to love his teammates as siblings, though, even if he never experienced family bonds. Kaldur was the intelligent older brother that he could go to and not be judged. Robin was similar in the more simple aspects of how a teen enjoyed life, and made it a point to educate him in the latest of technology. Wally was the younger sibling that seemed to annoy just about everyone...and Artemis, having just come out with her complicated situation with her father, allowed him to be violent around her, and he expected the same from her. They had a mutual relationship of understanding...of hating the father figures of their lives. With M'gann, he couldn't really label her as a sibling, since, well, she was his girlfriend, but she was still sweet and caring nonetheless.

...And sometimes there was Roy, the boy who had walked out on his mentor to fight crime on his own. Conner admired him for acting out, being independent and for taking no shit from anyone.

Conner was a lone child. He thought he had to deal with things by himself...and his teammates noticed that. What he didn't know was that they worried enough for him -and valued his pride- by just suggesting a few things to their own mentors.

xXx

The supposed-to-be-scary girlfriend's Uncle

Perched on a stool, Conner stared at the person in front of him. He wasn't quite sure why he was here...in the kitchen...when he wasn't eating. He wasn't on edge, nor was he relaxed, but the situation deemed the proper term of awkward. Especially when Martian Manhunter was sitting right across from him, equally uncomfortable.

The alien was the first to speak, "Conner."

"J'ohnn."

Unlike with most male mentors, it wasn't a stare down contest at all.

"I was informed that you and my niece have a new established relationship."

"Yes."

He didn't really know what was going on, and he didn't miss the embarrassed look the Martian had. "I have also been told that there is an Earth tradition where the closest fatherly figure of the girl is supposed to threaten the new boyfriend."

Conner gave him a quizzed look, having no idea where that idea had come from, "Okay?"

"I will try my best," J'ohnn replied with a smile before morphing his face to one of anger, "Stay away from my niece...or else."

There was a moment where Conner just stared at him and the other way around before J'ohnn turned to the door, exasperated, "Was that adequate?"

The clone turned to see M'gann peek her head through the door with a smile on her face. "Yes, thank you, Uncle J'ohnn."

xXx

The Cool, I-believe-in-magic Uncle

The Flash, quick as always, had dubbed himself as everyone's cool uncle, much to Wally and Ollie's dismay. Conner never really paid the man any mind, since he was rarely there, but the very few times that Barry made a stop by Mt. Justice he always made it a point to approach the clone and chat with him for a bit.

It was one of those chats that led to Conner sitting in Barry Allen's living room engaged in a movie marathon that gave him the magical experience from the world of Harry Potter.

He was confuzzled -a word that the Flash convinced him to use. They had made it through six movies and were currently on the first part of the seventh. Were there really wizards like this?

"I don't get it."

"Get what?" Kid Flash's mentor mumbled through a handful of popcorn.

"Why is it taking so long for them to kill the bald guy with no nose?"

Barry somehow managed to snort through his popcorn and start choking on a kernel. Conner, surprisingly, waited patiently for the older man to gain composure.

"Have you been paying attention?"

Conner, raked with annoyance, crossed his arms and huffed out, "Yes, I am, but couldn't they have just taken...I don't know, an AK-47 and shot him during the first battle? It would save them a whole lot of angst and time, and Harry could have lived a peaceful average life."

"It completely defeats the purpose of having the series then, besides it addresses the world's problems through a different type of view. Not to mention it exercises the imaginative part of the brain."

Conner tilted his head as he watched the main character's best friend rescue him from drowning with the cursed necklace. "I suppose you're right...but I don't like how ignorant the adults are."

"What?"

"They all expect Harry to save the wizarding world. I'm not talking about the ones in the Order, I'm talking about the normal people. They are ignorant."

The clone could feel Barry's eyes on him before the other reached out and gripped his shoulder with a greasy hand. "They do appreciate his efforts, Con-man. The people we save everyday, even if they don't know it most of the time, appreciate what you and the team do. Now enjoy the movie, and I'll take you to see the 2nd one on the 15th."

xXx

The other supposed-to-be-cool Uncle that buys stuff to win affection

Despite the fact that Conner had dubbed Barry as the cool uncle, Ollie wasn't so subtle in letting the team know that he was pretty awesome as well. Each of the team members would always find random stuff in the base. It explained why there was now a very tightly secured mini bar in the living room, jet skis for all six of them floating on the water of their beach, a whole room filled with arcade games, and one giant ass teddy bear dressed as the Batman...Yeah, that one was supposed to be a gag gift for the Bats himself, but he decided to leave it at Mt. Justice for his own reasons.

It was Conner's turn to get his own gift from the older archer, and he came across it on his bed. He expected to find some sort of weapon or something, based on what the man had promised him -not that he cared or anything. Instead, he found a basket filled to the brim. Of what, he wasn't sure...that was until he stepped closer to see what was inside.

He picked up one of the items and held it up closer to his face. This had to be some sort of joke...surely Ollie didn't mean this...but the quantity of one simple item seemed to put a serious tone to the situation...

Honestly, him and M'gann just started dating...there was no need for condoms...

xXx

The Distant and Royal Relative

Being in the same room with the King of Atlantis was extremely awkward. For some reason the situation was more uncomfortable than that time with Martian Manhunter. Apparently, Kaldur wanted the two of them to talk...so here they were.

"On land, adults tell younger adults -teenagers- the story of the birds and the bees. Back at Atlantis we use the octupi and the sea turtles."

Even if Conner had no idea what King Orin was talking about, he had a feeling he didn't want to hear it.

"When it is the time, one male octupus will search for a female octupus to procreate with-"

Conner's instincts were right, and he stood up immediately, cutting off the Atlantian. What they also told him was to get the hell out, right at that moment. He moved so fast that he didn't see the relieved expression on the bearded man's face...

xXx

The Mom

Within the team, it was an ongoing joke that Dinah was Conner's mom, and the both of them never really corrected them. When they weren't training to improve Conner's fighting skills, they would most likely be bonding over something. She was the one that took on his emotional baggage really well, and he was certainly thankful for that. She was the one to cook him hot meals when M'gann was away. She was the one to teach him how to do the laundry. She was the one who had prompted him to ask out M'gann in the first place. She was the one that took care of him on a balanced emotional and physical level.

This was how he found himself being pulled close to M'gann and blinded with flashing lights from all angles on the night of their prom. How could one woman act as one mob of paparazzi? When the pictures were over, he put some space in between him and his Martian girlfriend, tugging at his necktie and collar. To which Dinah glided over and slapped at the offending hand -not that it hurt or anything.

He quickly dropped his hand, groaned and rolled his eyes when she fixed the crooked ensemble. Then she moved to fix his hair.

"Do not roll your eyes at me, young man." The tone was sharp, but he caught the soft glint in her blue eyes.

For some mundane reason he blurted out "Thanks, mom" sarcastically, equally teasing.

But instead of hearing the laugh he had come to enjoy hearing, he saw her freeze and pull back.

"What did you call me?"

Of course...Dinah wasn't really his mom, so that wasn't her proper title for him...but it sure did seem right to call her mom. It was as if all of his mistrust had evaporated, and he felt lighter.

They stared at each other for a moment. If it upset her that much to dub her as the motherly figure in his life, then he wouldn't.

"I'm sorry, I won't call you...that, Dinah." There was that sunken feeling, the one she had told him was sorrow.

She didn't seem to hear him though, "You called me mom." Her eyes had a different glint in the light, and before he knew it, teardrops ran down her face.

He became flustered, "I'm sorry, I-" but Dinah threw herself at him and tried to hug the living daylights out of him, tried being the keyword, but she did manage to leave him speechless and wrap his own arms around her.

He was left confused and angry with himself for making her cry. The sympathy that M'gann threw him didn't help either. She shifted backwards, bringing his attention back to her, and he saw the smile on her face as she whispered, "It's about time you called me mom."

xXx

The Other Mother that nagged and wasn't afraid to punish

He couldn't really label Batman as his second mom...outwardly that is. For one, the man obviously had Kryptonite and he was not afraid to use it. Besides, he would easily loose face with the other mentors if they caught word...and Batman would definitely have his head.

No...Conner decided to let Dinah get the mantle of Mom, but Batman came in as a close second.

The past few days Conner neglected to take care of his room, which resulted in a built up mess.

"Your room is a pigsty," a gravelly voice growled from behind him. There was no need to turn around since that voice could only belong to one person.

"I know." Conner studied the concrete ahead of him.

"How can you move through this?"

"I'm the clone of Superman. I don't think a bunch of clothes will stop me from entering and exiting my room."

No doubt the older man was glaring (as if he wasn't already). "No it won't, but it can certainly restrict your time riding on your motorcycle, or working on it for that matter. When I come back I want this room spotless."

Conner was getting the hang of rolling his eyes, as well as holding his tongue when necessary.

"And also," the boy turned to finally look at him, "I want these out of my sight."

His reaction to the sight of Batman holding multiple packets of the condoms, from Ollie, with his signature scowl earned a whole months worth of cleaning the bathroom...and very, very dark thoughts on how to get back at Artemis' mentor.

A/N: Alright, this ends week one of the challenge. Heads up, I will not be updating for the next two days, since it is the weekend...and for some reason I am more busy on the weekends than on weekdays. I hope you all enjoyed this one.

And I guess I will do this once...just once:

Don't be afraid to review! We all love them, and I kinda feel sad that my first chaptered (although it's just strung on one-shots) has just a few.

But I do want to thank GrayAreas14 and Littleblackkitteh for their lovely reviews. (And Kay, I love you. You always manage to endure my ficlets. Miss you, fake hubby. XDD)