Messing with the League
The members of the Justice League put up with a lot. Like a lot a lot! Between dealing with batshit crazy villains to balancing their civilian lives and protecting the world the members of the League had learned to be ready for anything and everything.
Nothing could surprise them.
Wrong.
Four birds could.
Four birds did.
Part 1
Green Lantern
Green Lantern was a pretty chill guy, or at least he liked to think so. He could normally handle most of his problems with a levelled head and was patient enough to withstand even the Flash's pointless babble.
Which was why it surprised the aforementioned speedster when he entered the Watchtower and found his friend, in his civilian guise, yelling into one of the air vents.
"Umm... Hal? Watcha doing?" Barry asked, munching on some chips.
Hal turned to glare at him over his shoulder, "That little brat took my ring and now he won't give it back!"
"Which little brat?" Barry asked.
Before Hal could answer, however, a voice called from the vent, "Hey I'm not a brat! I'm a Bat!"
Barry tried really hard not to laugh at Hal's face... he really did. "Robin, give Hal his ring back." He said, unable to keep the amusement out of his voice.
"I just want to play with it!" came the whiney reply of the ten year old.
"Robin you can't 'just play with it'! It's extremely powerful and I need it back!" Hal stressed, taking a deep breath he decided to play his final card. He had no other choice. In a grim voice he called, "Robin. If you don't give it back right now I'm going to call Batman."
"...you wouldn't."
"I would and I will." Hal said in his most convincing 'I am the adult here' voice.
"Oh come on GL," Flash said behind him, "He's just a kid!"
"Not helping!" Hal glared at him. "Come on Robin. You have five seconds to give it back."
There was no reply.
"Robin?"
The sound of someone moving through the vents reached the two heroes ears... only it was moving away.
"Damn it Robin!" Hal said, pulling the air vent open and forcing his torso through the small opening, fully intending to follow the small boy.
After a few seconds though Barry cleared his throat, "Hal. You're stuck aren't you?"
"...yeah."
A cackle echoed through the vents as Hal tried, and failed, to free himself.
Barry didn't bother trying to stop the laughter that made him double over as he pulled out his phone, "Yo Oliver! Get to the watchtower! You have got to see this!"
A/N so this was part one :) hope you liked it! Own nothing
