Rule #76: Do not put any kind of slippery substance on the floor to make people fall. People could be injured.
"Stop whining, Raquel." Artemis scolded her friend as she finished applying the water with soap onto the floor. "You can't tell me you don't want revenge for the pink hair dye incident." She taunted.
Raquel glared at her, passing a hand through her now completely black hair, remembering the horrible day that Wally had painted it hot pink.
"Well, I do, but that didn't hurt me physically. This could." Raquel told her, scowling.
Artemis rolled her eyes as she got up, and said, "No pain, no gain. Now come on, he's bound to run through here in a second or two." And they hid behind the couch.
Just as Artemis had predicted, Wally ran straight through the main room in a blur, and lost his footing as he stepped over the water. He flailed uncontrollably as he slipped on it, his legs flying wildly to try to regain his footing. Then he fell, bumping his head against the floor and not getting up.
"Oh my Gods!" Raquel gasped as she flew over to him. "I think you just killed him!" She screamed.
Luckily, no one else was in the cave at the moment. Artemis ran over to her, eyes wide and mind going at a thousand miles an hour. She looked all around, then remembered the closet. "I have an idea!" She announced, making Raquel turn to her. "There's a closet here. We can hide him there, then go to my house, get my money and new identities, and flee to China!"
Raquel's eyes widened, but she asked, completely ignoring the dead boy on the floor. "Why China?"
"No extradition! Now help me get him to the closet!" Artemis answered, grabbing Wally's arms.
Raquel grabbed his legs, then they slowly moved him to the closet and threw him inside, making things fall noisily on top and around him. Then, Raquel wrapped Artemis up in a bubble, and both of them were off, flying to their new lives.
Rule #77: Do not ask any League members for a piggy-back ride and actually expect them to comply with your orders.
"Come on, Supey!" Wally asked as Superman tried to walk away from him. "Please give me a piggy-back ride!" He pleaded.
"No, Wally. You're too old for that." Superman told him, opening his door and quickly closing it before Wally could even get inside.
"I'll get my revenge." Wally swore, then sped away.
"Whee!" Wally yelled as Vigilante ran him around the cave on his back, making the older man smile under the bandana.
The team walked in right at the moment that Vigilante was running around, only to turn around and leave. Wally was weird, they all knew it, but this was too far. They felt pity for whoever was a victim of Wally because they didn't allow Wally to ride piggy-back on him.
Rule #78: Just because you're injured doesn't mean you can take advantage of poor Captain Marvel.
"Hey, Billy, can you get me a piña colada?" Wally asked as he lifted his broken arm which held the last cup.
"Sure thing, Wally!"
"Captain, can you please hand me the remote control?" M'gann asked as she sat on the couch. She had been injured in the latest mission, and was not allowed to leave the mountain.
"Of course, M'gann." Captain Marvel answered, speeding over to her and giving her the control.
"Cap, can you set up the gym for me?" Robin asked as he stretched his broken leg.
"I don't think that's safe, Robin." Captain told him.
"Oh, come on. It'll be okay." Robin smiled charmingly at him.
"Well..." The Captain hesitated, then saw his sad eyes. "Fine. But don't you dare blame me if anything happens to you."
Rule #79: Do not put sleeping pills in anybody's food, no matter what the circumstance.
Jason was in his first dinner with Bruce since he had died, and the atmosphere was awkward. Wally was with them, but that wasn't very reassuring because Wally was very dangerous.
"So, what have you been doing apart from your work as Red Hood?" Bruce asked to make some of the awkwardness go away.
Alfred placed Jason's food in front of him, and he quickly stuffed a piece of chicken in his mouth. "Well, I've been taking some college classes online. You know, trying to get back some study time." Jason shrugged, then took a sip of his sprite. "Hmm, tastes weird." He mumbled.
"What else? Any girlfriends?" Wally asked him, smiling evilly.
Jason glared at him, but that seemed to fail as his eyes got very heavy. "Why are there four of you?" He mumbled, then fell asleep, his face falling into his plate.
Bruce stared at him, then looked at Wally with a raised brow. "How many?" He asked him.
"I have no idea!" Wally laughed. "I dumped everything in the box!"
Rule #80: No clipping toenails during team meetings. Or brushing hair. Or making out. Or brushing teeth. Basically no personal grooming during team meetings.
"You will be going to..." Batman drifted off as he noticed that no one was paying attention to him.
Artemis was brushing her hair while chewing gum obnoxiously, looking at anywhere but him. Wally was chewing his nails while scrolling down on his phone, while Robin and Zatanna played rock, papers, scissors. Kaldur and Raquel were playing Go Fish while seated on the floor, completely ignoring him, making Batman glare at all of them.
Then, he saw the most disturbing part. Conner and M'gann were in a deep make-out session, giving off little moans to go with it. That was the last straw.
"The team is disbanded for a week." He growled, turning to walk away.
None of the teens noticed.
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