8. Thanksgiving

"Okay, I promise I won't be late." Artemis grinned, her phone in between her ear and shoulder. Artemis has just finished exercising and training with Black Canary and was now packing her things.

"Artemis, you said that last time and you came back home with a broken arm." Paula chided.

"One time, that only one time!" Artemis scowled.

"I just don't want your food to get cold, it is Thanksgiving." Paula chuckled.

Yes, they may be Vietnamese but they celebrate Thanksgiving. It's not like they didn't like Thanksgiving, they just didn't feel like celebrating it. Until a certain next door neighbor of theirs were very persistent about this that they finally gave in. It was Artemis's best friend, and she had asked non-stop about it until the blond archer finally agreed. To say that it was not enjoyable would have been a terrible lie. Both she and Paula had an amazing dinner, soon it became a thing for the Crocks to celebrate the Giving of Thanks as her best friend would say.

"The foods just cooling down, no biggie mom. I'll be there soon." Artemis pulled her bag up on her shoulder. "I'll see you later, bye mom." She hung up.

Artemis walked out of the locker room and into the hallway. She was about to leave when she heard loud crashing noise and explosions from the rec room, it sounded like it was coming from the T.V. Curious, Artemis made her way toward the rec room and peered over the corner to see the television on. On the green couch she saw the junior speedster (who was out of his costume) sitting, he looked bored as he watched what was on the big screen. Artemis couldn't help but lean back against the wall and watch the red head.

"You not going home, Baywatch?"

Wally jumped and turned around, surprised to see her even here, but her quickly relaxed and leaned back against the chair.

"Nah, I'm staying here tonight." He dully answered.

"And not celebrate Thanksgiving? I thought you would be ex-tactic about this holiday." Artemis smirked.

Wally shrugged, a blank look on his face. "My family doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving anymore."

The archer frowned. "What about Barry and Iris?"

"Uncle Barry has a League mission and Aunt Iris is working over time." Wally didn't look at her as he answered her. "Kaldur's back in Atlantis, M'gann and Conner are out, and Robin's probably with Batman. So I'm staying here alone tonight."

"I'm...sorry Wally." That was all Artemis could say to him.

"It's not a problem, hey, there's always next year." He let out a halfhearted laugh.

Artemis didn't leave though, still frowning and staring at Wally. The usual happy, energetic, and annoying boy looked so...depressed; it unnerved her.

"Do you wanna come over to my house?" The words left her before she could even stop herself.

Wally blinked and turned around, taken aback at what she just said. "What?"

Well, there's no stopping now.

"Me and my mom, we're having Thanksgiving and I thought maybe you wanted to join us?" Artemis elaborated.

"Um..." Wally was thinking, he was hesitant about this. I mean, they do fight a lot when they see each other. What if this was a trick.

Artemis rolled her eyes. "Look, its better then just sitting here all alone in the Mountain." Wally was still hesitating. "I'm not taking a no for an answer, Wally, c'mon." Artemis grabbed his wrist and dragged him up.

"Artemis! What about your mom? Don't you need to ask her?" Wally tried to pry his wrist out of her grip, but he wasn't surprised to see that he couldn't. She is an archer.

"My mom won't mind, I rarely bring my friends home ever since...nevermind."

Wally raised a brow. Though it was a little weird for him to go to Artemis's house, she was right, it did seem better then hanging out here in Mount Justice, alone. He didn't want to go back home where his dad was, that would be disastrous, heavy on the the 'dis'. They were now in front of Aretmis's apartment door. While Artemis was searching for her house key, Wally stared at her.

"Hey Artemis?"

"Hm?"

Wally smiled and hugged her, catching her by surprise.

"Thanks. I...really didn't want to go home...or be alone." He admitted, letting her go.

"No problem. Besides, you'd be whining about not getting any Thanksgiving food." Aretmis smirked, rolling her eyes.

Wally blushed. "You're an ass."

"You just noticed that noticed that?" Her smirk widens.

"Just open the goddamn door." Wally grumbled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Artemis only laughed.

It's...cliche and rough. I know, I rushed through it, that's why. I wanted to update this on Thanksgiving, but I was at another person's Thanksgiving in a different house. It was one of my dad's friends. We already made the arrangements so we couldn't cancel without looking rude, so...yeah that's the best excuse I can come up with, I apologize!

Happy Belated Thanksgiving! XD

Here, have some pumpkin pie! 8D

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