I got tired of having to censor myself, so I changed the rating to T. Sorry about not updating sooner, things happen. Enjoy~
Rule #41: There is no "Hug a Villian Day" and you should stop telling M'gann and Conner otherwise.
"Happy Hug a Villain Day!" M'gann squealed as she constricted James in a tight hug.
The teen just blinked in surprise as she continued, then let go.
"Happy Hug a Villain Day, James!" Wally screamed as he hugged the teen.
"What's going on?!" James yelled, not really used to so much affection.
Wally and M'gann shared smiles, then Conner went up to give him a hug. It wasn't as constricting as his friends' or as warm. James couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart.
"It's 'Hug a Villain Day', James. Didn't you know?" Conner asked innocently as he stepped away.
James stared at him with wide eyes, but when he saw Wally signaling that he should just go with it, he did so. "Really? Today? I thought it was tomorrow."
Conner and M'gann smiled at him, then Conner asked, "Where's Hartley? I'm sure he would also want a hug."
James couldn't help but smile evilly at how much mischief they could cause with this 'holiday'.
"Happy Hug a Villain Day!" The crowd yelled as Jason walked into the crummy apartment.
Said man quickly turned on the lights, to find the Flash's rogues, along with Harley, the whole team, Roy, and Green Arrow. What the heck was going on?
"It's 'Hug a Villain Day', silly!" M'gann told him, and flew over to him for a hug.
They hugged, only because Jason was surprised and shocked at this, especially at all the people that were there.
And he was hugged by everyone there, even the older Rogues. They had decided a long time ago that they were all stuck in Wally's life, so they couldn't fight much. Harley hugged him a bit tighter than needed, but that's just as a thank because he helped her get away from the Bat a few days ago. And Green Arrow hugged him and ruffled his hair, much like he would do when Jason was younger.
"Since when is there a Hug a Villain Day?" He asked, just as soon as Conner was finished with hugging him.
"Since today, apparently." A new voice that didn't belong to anyone there said, making everyone turn to the shabby window.
It still amazed Jason how many people were able to fit in there. And in the window Superman was there, and Batman burst through the door. "Wally, you're in a lot of trouble." Batman said, making Wally chuckle nervously.
"See ya, guys!" He yelled, then sped away after grabbing Jason. "To Mexico!" He yelled over Jason's own screams.
Rule #42: You are not allowed to ask "do you want fries with that?" When any leaguer tells you to do something.
It was horrible. The whole team was knocked out on the sides of the room, all of them piled up on one another, Lex Luthor not having cared for their well being. The whole League was still trying to get inside the building, which was pretty much being overrun by security personal, and Superman was on his knees in front of the bald mad man, all the while Kid Flash was having fun playing video games on the station Luthor had given him.
"Kid Flash... get rid..." Superman gasped, already close to his death bed, "Of that... rock..."
Kid Flash looked up from his game, rolling his eyes at Superman's antics, and asked, "Would you like fries with that?"
Superman gasped at him, and before he could do anything, Lex Luthor kicked him, making the 'Man of Steel' fall flat on his face. Luthor smirked evilly at the man who was no knocked out, and hid the kryptonite. Then he turned to Kid Flash.
"I did not know you were this evil, Kid Flash." He told the ginger.
Kid Flash rolled his eyes and turned off the console, then got up. "I'm not evil, Luthor. I just didn't want to hear him whining anymore."
Lex raised an eyebrow at him, but smirked evilly. "You really do not like Superman, do you, Kid?"
Kid Flash shook his head, "Mm-mm. He hurt Miny-Supey." He crossed his arms. "That just makes me hate him, without counting anything else."
And this was perfect for Lex Luthor. If the speedster didn't like Superman, he would have yet another pawn to hurt Superman with. "What if I told you that I could give you a perfect Superman repellent?" He asked.
Kid Flash smiled evilly at the information, and nodded quickly. "I'm tired of Superman putting a damper on Supey's mood!"
And Luthor had him sold. "I'll give it to you if you promise to help me whenever I need you."
Kid Flash frowned at the information, really thinking about it this time around; he had already done too many stupid deals with villains back in the day, which meant just yesterday; and said, "What, exactly, will you give me?"
"A Kryptonian repellent." Luthor told him, showing him the green kryptonite. "Perfect for hurting Super-dolt with."
And even though Kid Flash knew he was making a deal with a devil, he couldn't help but agree. That day Kid Flash was put on probation on account of making Superman think he was going rogue. Which wasn't really that far from the truth.
Rule #43: No teasing Robin about his size.
"What's up, Leprechaun?" Wally asked as he sped inside the mountain.
His probation had ended, along with his 'agreement' with Luthor. He had already helped the mad man discreetly, taking on a different costume just for his day of evil, so he was able to have an good enough clean sheet. Which meant he was still causing mischief with Jason and Robin, but the League wasn't all that worried about him going evil.
Robin bristled at the name Wally gave him, then glared up at the ginger. "I'm five feet tall, you idiot."
Wally chuckled, then ruffled the birds' hair. "Sure, Roby-poo. Did the Bat tell you that?" He asked, knowing just what buttons to push on the bird.
"I was measured!" Robin yelled, already getting tired of Wally's antics. He didn't have the best day at school today.
"Whoah, Robin, nobody needs to know that." Wally grinned slyly, knowing this would piss him off even more.
Robin blushed scarlet at what he meant, and screeched, "You know what I meant!"
Wally chuckled as Black Canary called them to the training grounds, and said, "Sure thing, Leperchaun. Let's get going."
Rule #44: No tattoos.
It was an especially boring day at the mountain. Artemis was stuck in that excursion with Green Arrow, Conner and M'gann were hanging out with James and Hartley, and Kaldur, Robin, and Wally were bored out of their minds. Jason hacked into the cave yet again, already knowing just how to bypass all the security in the mountain, and stared down at the three bored teens.
"You want to do something incredibly stupid and reckless that'll most probably get us in trouble with your mentors?" He asked, not skipping a beat.
All of the boys there knew they would be doing something stupid today, why prolong it?
"Hecks yeah!" Wally yelled, jumping up from the couch, only to fall on his head. "This doesn't count!"
And after they had left the cave and kidna- well, actually, you know, there really isn't a way to sugar coat it, they literally kidnapped Roy this time; they were well on their way to a tattoo parlor. Wally was the one who had suggested it, which meant Robin quickly hopped on, then went Jason because he wanted one, and Kaldur and Roy were dragged along.
"So, what do you lot want?" The man asked, looking at the odd group that had just walked into his parlor. One of the least active, really.
"We want tattoos. We wouldn't be here for chimichangas, now would we?" Jason asked, making the man smirk.
"Yeah, I know that. Just wondering what you would like."
The group looked at one another, and Wally smiled evilly.
After three hours of gruelling tattooing, the group of teens walked out of the parlor, different body parts hurting.
"I can't believe we got our insignias." Robin groaned, already knowing he would regret getting this tattoo.
"Oh, c'mon, Dickie-bird. It's not so bad. I'll just say I forced Wally, you, and Kaly to get them if the League ever sees 'em."
"What about Roy?" Wally asked innocently, licking his ice cream. He now knew that he would return to that parlor just for the ice cream.
"He's eighteen years old. An almost legal adult. I think he'll be okay." Jason shrugged.
Roy glared at the older man, and growled, "Yeah, maybe it would be okay. Only if you didn't make me get a freakin' arrow with a gun and a bullet!"
Jason shrugged once again, and made them all stop, turning around to talk to all of them. "You four are now a part of the Hood Family. Roy, you even more now that you have a gun on your skin!"
"I'm going to kill him." Roy grumbled as they continued to walk down the street, making Jason laugh and wrap an arm around his shoulders.
"Get in line, Roy-Joy."
Rule #45: When we said no dance parties, we also meant no trying to make music.
"JUSTICE BRIGADE! JUSTICE BRIGADE! JUSTICE BRIGADE!" The cheers rose all throughout the venue, making Wally smile.
The League would be so pissed off when they found out that their kiddie team was now well on their way to becoming a rock band. Oh, how good that internet was. Because of it, Robin was able to send their demos to every single rock fan that would like it.
Wally turned to the team, smiling even wider at how they looked. They had decided they should keep the 'Justice' part of their name, so they were dressed as superheroes. But, well, in their own ways. Kaldur was wearing a ripped up police-man costume, with studded bracelets, and combat boots. His black pants had holes in them, his blue shirt's buttons were open to reveal his chest, and he had a fake cross earing on.
Robin was wearing a tux, with the two top buttons open, sunglasses, and two cross earings. He was supposed to be an FBI agent, but he was just fine letting people think otherwise. M'gann was wearing a too short navy blue skirt, with a white button up shirt, suit jacket, two cross earings, and black hair in a ponytail. She was supposed to be a lawyer.
Wally was wearing a firefighter jacket, with the pants, but nothing under the jacket. What could he say? The ladies deserve the best. Along with that, his hair was even crazier than before, and he also had two cross earings. Conner had a mohawk with multicolored stripes on it, with a construction vest that let his chest be seen, along with baggy jeans, and one fake cross earing. They had decided those earings would be what united them all together.
"You guys ready?" Wally asked, not being able to hide the glee he felt.
Conner rolled his eyes, but grabbed his drumsticks, while the rest went to grab their own instruments. Slowly but surely the team entered the stage, each one of them occupying the spot the stage hands had set for them. Conner slowly started the beat, making the crowd go wild.
"ARE Y'ALL READY?!" Wally asked, taking on a Western accent for his secret 'persona'. The whole team had taken a new identity just to be in the band.
And he recieved wild cheers as his answer. "GIVE ME A BEAT, CONSTRUCT!" Wally yelled at Conner, who only smiled and shook his head.
"We're the youth against adults, dolts, dolts.
The youth against adults. Ooh, whoah. Whoah." Wally started.
"Get up and fight," Wally and M'gann started singing.
"Turn on the lights,
are you with or against me?
If we're in a fight, I'll gladly die,
as soon as we've had victory!" They both yelled.
"They say before you shoot a gun,
You better what you have begun.
Well baby, before we're all gone,
a soldier I will be, to see you here with me!"
And the chorus started. "We're the youth against adults! Fighting till the war's won! We don't care if we end up getting jailed!" All of them yelled together, making the crowd go wild with happiness. "We'll throw away our whole lives, just to prove them wrong, don't they know that is all we have?!"
And Wally come on stronger. "And I-I-I-I want to be just like myself, TONIGHT! SAY HELLO MY FRIEND, CARLOS!" He yelled, now signalling Kaldur, who had gotten a mike.
"Yeah, you see us normal kids walking round the streets," He started rapping, showing off his smile.
"Not giving a shit 'bout you and me, but I'll tell you one thing now, and that things true, we're the Youth Against Adults and we're coming for you!"
And the crowd went nuts. Once that song was over with, all that was heard was "JUSTICE BRIGADE! JUSTICE BRIGADE!"
Wally smiled back at his friends, feeling a huge sense of pride, and belted out in his Western accent. "THANK Y'ALL FER COMIN'! GET OUR NEWEST SINGLE TAMORROW, 'F*** THE LEAGUE'!" He yelled, not noticing the heroes that were looking on at their concert.
Hope you all liked it. And, if you want to, PM me to know the rhythm of the song. Also, it was all written by me and my friend. You have no idea how hard it was. And, I'm not going to lie. I'd like to get ten reviews. I'm a glutton, I know. But give me five and I promise to update tomorrow.