Chris: Hey guy's, so, umm... i wanted to explain, this is my account...

Mahri: but most of the stuff on it is mine.

Chris: i let her use this account when she wants, and i use her deviantart.

Mahri: We kind of share everything.

Chris:it doesn't matter to us if you recognize us as two people (Chris and Mahri) or one person (either Chris, or Mahri) in messages and reviews.

Mahri: We are going to start signing things and specifying who wrote what more often, because Chris decided he wants to write and do more on both accounts.

Chris: but if you want someone to beta for you ASK MAHRI.

Mahri: yea, Chris couldn't use correct grammar if it would save his life.

ANYWAYS let's go-

The two boys where the only people left in the cave... Well, conner was there, but that didn't count. The clone was out cold, and probably would be for several more hours. The silence in the main room was getting to both of them. "So umm... why do you raid our fridge in the mornings?" Gar ventured, getting fed up with Billy's silence. The raven haired of the two sighed and sunk back further into the couch. "No telling Canary?" Gar nodded. "I feel guilty eating up all the food at home; my uncle isn't exactly rolling in money right now." Gar looked thoughtfully at Billy. "Billy... no one should ever feel guilty for eating does your uncle make you feel that way or... is it because you don't have a job?" Billy sighed and reached for the controller. "Aren't you supposed to be a dude? Stop talking like Canary." Gar snatched the remote away and flipped the channel, turning on some gymnastics competition in Russia. "Dude, talking about feelings AND gymnastics? What are you, gay?" before Billy could say anything, cold hard plastic met the side of his face and Gar was walking down the hall to his room. "Well, at least I got the remote back. What do you want to watch, Wolf?" the genetically mutated canine just turned his head refusing to look at Billy. "Fine, fine, fine! I'll go apologize. Be thinking about what you want to watch though because I don't plan on taking too long.

Billy walked down the hallway in a way that could almost be considered running, but stopped at Gar's door. It was already open but Billy knocked anyways. "What?" Gar said turning to his dresser and pulling out a new set of clothes. "Sorry." Gar put the clothes on his bed and turned to face Billy with crossed arms. "What exactly are you apologizing for?" Billy rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly feeling nervous under the younger boy's glare. "I dint mean to... um, well what Im trying to say is, i didn't know you where..." Gar cut him off, turning to the stack of clothes and taking off his sleep shirt, "I'm not gay, I'm pansexual" he said turning back to Billy with the clean t-shirt in his hand. "I just don't think it is cool to use 'gay' in that way." He said slipping the shirt over his head. "Oh... what does that mean exactly?" Gar smiled a little at the confused expression on Billy's face. It was hard to believe that this guy was Captain Marvel "Pansexual: the belief that gender doesn't matter, and that you fall for a person, not their sex." Gar explained as if he where reading it straight from a dictionary. Billy laughed a little. "Can I get the country of origin?" Gar picked up his cargo shorts "How about you get out so I can finish getting dressed." He said pushing Billy out of the room and shutting the door. "Okay, okay P... A...N" Gar slipped on his shorts quickly and went to the bathroom to brush his hair. "S-E-X" When he looked in the mirror he immediately noticed the lack of hair around his face. "U...A.." Had he been human all morning? Normally he notices when he doesn't have a tail. "L PANSEXUAL." Gar reached under his sink and pulled out a toothbrush and toothpaste. "Congratulations, you win an imaginary cookie. Now dude, stop standing at my door like a creep."

Billy walked back to the living room feeling slightly better. Apparently Wolf was happier with him now too because the second Billy hit the couch the furry beast tried to crawl in his lap. "REALLY, OH HOLY MOTHER OF GOBLINS, YOU ARE NOT A LAPDOG!" He yelled, feeling his bones scream as he was being crushed by said beast.

~~~~~~~~ The next morning

Nightwing stared confused at the security camera footage. It was usual for Gar to wake up in the middle of the night and make his way to another team members room, but this, this wasn't normal. Dick decided to sit back and observe as Gar made his way into the kitchen at 3:30 in the morning. He watched as pots and pans where pulled out of the cabinet one after the other. After one hit the ground he watched Gar jump from the floor to the top of the fridge in fright.

"Garfield Logan! what are you doing!" Whisper-shouted M'gann as she came into the kitchen, pulling her robe close to her body. "Gar, it's late." Conner said as he rounded the corner. "I know, I'm sorry guys. I was trying to make a snack. Go back to bed, I promise I wont make any more noise." M'gann put on her best mother face. "OK, but please don't start a fire, and DON'T make anymore noise." M'gann floated back to her room, too tired to do or say anymore. "You're not really making a snack are you?" Conner asked after the Martian was gone. "I wanted to make breakfast for Billy." Conner bent down and picked up the fallen pan. "Well, I don't get what drove you to do that in the middle of the night. If it's okay, could I help you though, it's probably better that someone is here to make sure you don't send the cave up in flames." Gar smiled. "Get out two eggs, some bacon, instant mash potato flakes..." Gar rambled off a list of foods and ingredients and Conner tried to keep up.

Dick couldn't help but smile at the scene before him. Conner helped Gar prepare an over the top breakfast for Billy while Tim sat in the shadows silently watching. It was almost comical, Conner being an awesome big brother and helping Gar cook Billy breakfast, and Tim being all secret admirer like... or maybe it was just creepy; those kinds of lines get blurred when you are the Batman's protege. Dick took note to have a "talk" with Gar and Tim later. "Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick... Turn that stupid thing off and get in bed!" Wally called from Dick's bed, annoyed by the blue-ish light from the computer screen.