Thanks for the reviews. Way ahead of you fl4sh, I was already working on a Roy one and was going to attach it to the last page but the last chapter already long and an update was overdue, so I made Roy his own chapter. I was going a slightly different direction but tried to incorporate your (fl4sh's) idea, so I hope you and everyone else likes it.

Warning: Roy may be a bit out of character in this chapter (with a legitimate reason, I assure you- no crack). In the future I will try to keep him more in character.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice, though if I could I would totally own Roy Harper (when he's in character, of course).

And now our feature presentation. Enjoy.

Dark Knight and the 7 Mood Swings (Part III, Bonus):

Envy (Roy)

It was just past 3:00AM when Batman and Robin got back from patrol. After an early start work day and a particularly long night protecting Gotham, all the billionaire/vigilante wanted was to get some sleep. However, someone had other plans.

Bruce Wayne had just fallen asleep for less than 3 minutes before he heard a loud ring coming from the cellphone on his nightstand.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Bruce automatically answered the cell without even opening his eyes, planning on quickly chewing out whoever called him and then going back to sleep.

"It's almost 3:30." A familiar voice said in a matter-of-fact tone on the other end.

"And why are you calling me at 3:30 in the morning, Roy?" The grumpy tycoon inquired.

"What, I'm not allowed to call my favorite honorary uncle?" Roy asked sarcastically.

"Not this late, especially after the day I just had." The half-asleep man responded. "If you wanted to talk to an uncle, why didn't you call Guardian? You remember him; he's that guy who actually is your uncle."

"He wouldn't pick up his phone and his voice-mail is full." The former sidekick informed the man on the other end of the phone. "Besides he's been really busy lately, reforming Cadmus and all."

"Why can't you just talk to Oliver?" Bruce continued to pass the buck.

"Ollie took Dinah to a bed and breakfast for her birthday and requested that they not be disturbed for the weekend… If you know what I mean." Oliver Queen's adopted son hinted not-so-subtlety.

"Can this wait until morning?" The desperately fatigued billionaire inquired, hoping Roy would take a hint and leave him alone so he could go back to sleep.

"Sorry, I didn't know your concern for me had a curfew!" Roy stated dramatically. "But no, that's fine. Don't worry about me, because Heaven knows you need your beauty sleep."

"This better be important, Roy." Bruce countered; he was in no mood for Roy's late night dramatics.

"Well, the thing is I kind of need a favor." The redheaded archer finally admitted.

"Of course you do." The exhausted Bat sighed, giving up on the idea of falling asleep anytime soon. "What is it?"

"I need you to pick me up." The copper-haired teen stated.

"How many times must I tell everyone: The Batmobile is not a 24-hour taxi service?" The tired man asked rhetorically while resting his free hand over his eyes in frustration. "What's wrong with your car?"

"I-I can't drive it." The younger man admitted.

"What do you mean you can't drive your car?" The alert nature of Batman in Bruce had finally awoken. "Were you in an accident?"

"No, I just kinda… forgot how to drive." The ginger marksman explained.

"How do you forget…?" The confused older male asked before he realized. "Roy, are you drunk again?"

"It's a strong possibility…" Roy said coyly, trying to avoid giving a straight answer as he slightly slurred on the last word.

"For the love of…" The angry bat muttered under his breath, rubbing his sleepy eyes before he spoke up "Roy, just because you are legally an adult doesn't mean you're old enough to drink. You were just appointed a member of the Justice League, for Pete's sake; your job is to uphold the law. Kids look up to you. The Team looks up to you."

"I know, I'm a screw up." Roy's slur became more noticeable with the tone of emotional distress in his voice. "I bet the real Roy Harper was perfect!"

"Not this again." The billionaire grumbled. "The League is trying their best to find the original Roy Harper Jr. Regardless, you will always be considered a part of The League, clone or not." At this point, Bruce got out of bed and headed for the Batcave.

"Sure, then when the real Roy is back he's probably gonna wanna have me destroyed." Red Arrow exaggerated.

"You're overreacting." The ebony haired male proclaimed. "After all, Clark didn't destroy Conner."

"No, he just ignored him and refused to acknowledge him as his son for almost a year." The drunken clone said before he had an epiphany. "Wait a minute; if I'm Roy Harper's clone would that make me his son, too? Because when Ollie found me I was the same age as him, so wouldn't that be weird to have a 'dad' that's the same age as you?"

"Clark still has a hard time accepting Conner as his son, but he's recently accepted him as a younger brother of sorts. That would probably be an easier way to describe your situation as well." Bruce suggested.

"Wouldn't I technically be Roy Harper III, instead of Roy Harper Jr?" The ginger continued his drunken rant. "Or should I just change my name to something else like: Royce... or Leroy? How does Ray Harper sound?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." The tycoon assured the clone. "Just don't make any life changing decisions in your current state of mind."

"But what if, when he does come back, Ollie decides he likes the original Roy better than me?" Red Arrow's pity party continued. "He's already replaced me as his partner with Artemis, what if he replaces me as his son? And what about Jade; will she like the other Roy Harper better? I finally convinced her to leave The Shadows, what if when we find him she realizes likes him better and leaves me for him?"

"First of all, Green Arrow only hired a new protégé because you decided to go solo." The Bat reminded him. "And yes, Oliver will most likely want to bond with the other Roy as well; but that doesn't mean he will abandon you or completely replace you all together. Second, I doubt Jade will leave you for him; just because you share the same DNA doesn't mean you're the same person mentally." The older vigilante assured the younger, trying to stop the drunken self-pity rant from continuing as he entered the Batcave, there was a brief silence while he began to suit up in his uniform before he spoke again. "Alright, I'm on my way. But I need to know where you are."

"I don't know where I am." The intoxicated ginger confessed. "I've been bar hopping around using the Zeta-Tubes because Ollie hid the key to his liquor cabinet. After last call, I've just been walking around trying to remember where I am and how to get to the nearest Zeta-Beam."

"How did you even get into a bar?" The Dark Knight inquired as he walked over to his computer.

"I walked in. How else would you get into a bar?" Roy asked, wondering if Bruce has also been hitting the sauce.

"I meant, how were you able to buy alcohol from a public bar when you're only 19?" The Caped Crusader clarified to the confused drunkard.

"Well, the first few places I went to in Star City wouldn't serve me because they saw through my fake ID and recognized me as Oliver Queen's ward." The auburn male explained. "So I used the Zeta-Beams to find a bar that wouldn't recognize me."

"How have you not been arrested for public drunkenness or underage drinking, yet?" The caped man questioned as he typed some codes into his computer.

"I guess the police here have bigger things to worry about." The drunkard tried to reason.

"That actually makes sense." Batman said as he looked at his computer. "Apparently, you're in Gotham."

"How do you know that?" Roy asked astonished.

"I checked your tracking device." The Bat clarified.

"You tagged me?" The archer accused. "Like a wild animal?"

"Everyone in the League and on the Team has a tracking device for safety reasons. Remember that shot we gave everyone before the induction ceremony?" Batman reminded the intoxicated ginger.

"Oh, Right." The confused archer remembered. "So since I'm in Gotham, can I crash at Wayne Manor?"

"You can stay the night." The older male invited his nephew of sorts, he just wanted to get back to bed. "But under no circumstances do you let Dick, Wally, or any of the other protégés know that you were drinking again. You need to start setting a good example."

"Sounds fair." Roy agreed, thinking this meant that Bats would keep this only between them.

"Also, I'm going to have a talk with Oliver and Dinah about putting you in therapy." Bruce warned.

"That's not fair." The marksman pouted.

"You need help, Roy." The archer's honorary uncle insisted, "You have an addictive and obsessive personality disorder; you need to come to terms with your inner demons to overcome it. We don't want this to turn into another intervention. Oliver still has nightmares from when he found you passed out after shooting up."

"I don't wanna go to therapy." The ginger complained.

"You have three options: Therapy, rehab, or jail." The Bat ordered, giving the young man an ultimatum.

"Fine, I'll go to therapy." The archer was in no mood for an argument, especially not with the leader of the Justice League.

"Alright, I have your coordinates. I'll be there in less than 10 minutes; just don't go anywhere." The Batman ordered.

"'Kay, so who's picking me up: Bruce or Batman?" The gingered teen asked, wanting to know who he should be on the lookout for.

"Batman. The last thing Bruce Wayne needs right now is to be seen picking up a drunk, teenage male in the red-light district of downtown Gotham in the middle of the night." The Dark Knight reasoned, at least as Batman it would look like he was going to turn in the underage drinker.

"Got it. Later." Roy agreed as he sat on the sidewalk against a building, he was getting tired of walking around anyway. Both men hung up their phones.

The Dark Knight looked at the clock that showed it was now 3:45 AM and sighed.

"These teens are going to be the death of me." Batman mumbled under his breath as he walked towards the Batmobile.

A/N: Normally I don't like using drugs or alcohol in stories, especially if it hasn't been established in the show (though there was some hints that he may have had a drug/alcohol problem in the beginning of Season 2; given his demeanor and appearance). But in the comics Roy does have a past with drugs and since Red Arrow also appears to be emotionally blocked like Batman, I figured it would make more sense for him to open up if he wasn't sober.

I don't drink (I guess you can say I'm on the cusp somewhere between 'teetotaler' and 'straight edge') and everyone tells me that I would probably be a fun drunk because I'm usually serious and reserved, so I guess I kind of decided to live vicariously through Roy. Anyway, please review; thanks.