Rule #146 : You are under no circumstances allowed to bet on who would win a fight between Batman and Superman.
"Come on, Batman! You can beat him!" Wally yelled at the video game, his whole team yelling behind him as the Batman character beat up on the Superman one.
"No! Go Superman! Superman, Superman! Yes, you can! If you can't beat that rotten joke of a flying rat, then nobody can!" Deadpool yelled as he jumped up and down with his pom-poms, dressed in a weird cheerleader version of the Superman suit. A female version of it.
"Oh, God, Wade!" Artemis yelled, shielding her eyes from her spot next to Wally and Jason. "Why are you wearing that?!"
Deadpool glanced down at her, shrugged, and said, "It's a free country, Goldilocks."
Artemis growled at him, but was stopped from insulting him by Robin yelling, "Kick his high flying ass, Batman!"
Jason glared down at him, then threw a bit of his beer at the younger. "Shut up, kid."
Robin glared up at him, and asked, "Why is that every time I see you now, you have a beer can?"
Jason shrugged at him, then opened up another can. "Beer's good."
Robin rolled his eyes at the older of the two, only for Kaldur to yell, "Beat his lying and sorry ass, Superman!"
And at this comment, everyone quieted down and turned to him. He blinked at the attention he received, and asked, "What?"
"Are you rooting for Superman?" Raquel asked, while Conner glared at him.
Kaldur shrugged at him, and answered with, "Superman is less evil than Batman. At least he does not lie about missions."
Everyone nodded at this, then went back to screaming and yelling over who they wanted to win.
Rule #147 : No asking Harley Quinn on a date in font of Joker.
Harley and Joker were standing in one side of the scary warehouse, Kid Flash, Red Hood, and Robin on the other side. Joker was smiling his patented crazy smile as he held a kind of elixir in his hand. Harley looked somewhat bored, along with Kid Flash, while Red Hood was ready to rip off the Joker's head.
"Have you not seen any Syfy movies? You can't try to bring the dead back to life! Especially when it's a two headed shark!" Red Hood growled at him, making the Joker only smile wider.
"Oh, Reddy, was it not enough to steal my shtick? Must you steal my fun too?"
Red Hood growled at him, making Kid Flash sigh in exasperation. Then his eyes met Harley's own, and he smirked. Speeding over to her, he draped an arm over her shoulders, and asked, "Hey, Sweet Cheeks, how about you and me bounce and go find ourselves some real fun?"
Harley smiled widely at him, then started to trace his shoulder guard. "Why, I would love to, puddin'." She said, emphasizing the word to get the Joker's attention.
It wasn't any secret that the clown woman wanted to capture the attention of the crazier of the duo, and she still hadn't found a way to do so. Maybe now that she was flirting with a sidekick he would finally pay attention to her.
As she said the word 'puddin', Joker was raving about something or another, only to say, "Excuse me?" And look behind to find his girl in the arms' of a younger man. "HARLEY!" He yelled, but she ignored him.
"What do you say about these words: You, me, and a whole lot of explosives?"
Kid Flash had to run away from a pissed off Joker with a chainsaw that day. All the while Harley tried to not laugh at the fact that Joker was finally paying attention.
Rule #148 : No using celebrity statues to go to a Hollywood club.
"I cannot believe you managed to drag me into this." Jason said as he nursed a scotch in the bar, all the while wearing a button up red shirt with the top two buttons undone, black dress pants, and fancy black shoes. "And I can't believe I'm dressed like a rich brat again."
Wally smiled at him from his spot seated next to the with an intoxicated cougar sitting on his lap. "Oh, come on, Jay-bird. You can't tell me you're not liking this. It's all the drinks that you can get!"
Jason frowned at him, then asked, "Do you not remember the last time you, me, and Roy managed to have any kind of drinks? And we were together?"
Wally frowned at him, then dismissed him with a wave of the hand as he saw a drunk Zatanna dancing with a very tipsy Robin. "That's all Clark Kent's fault, Jason. We all know that."
"Whatever." Jason rolled his eyes, eyeing a Kaldur, who was looking very uncomfortable with the advances Roy was making.
Wally smiled at him, then watched as Artemis stumbled around the dance floor with a man perfect for the Jersey Shore.
"Come on, just relax and have some fun. There's a reason for the bar to be fully stocked with alcohol." Wally said, shoving off the woman on his lap to run over to the front door, where he met the one person he had always wanted to meet.
"Hey, Zack Ryder, right? Want to party the right way?"
Rule #149 : No visiting the twelve Olympians, even if they said you could.
"Party in Olympus! Party in Olympus! Lord Dionysus, pass me the wine!" Wally yelled as he danced between Aphrodite and Hestia.
Loud, pounding music played from Apollo's band of centaurs and fawns, to which all of the Olympians were dancing to. Raquel, Zatanna, M'gann, and Artemis were dancing in the mosh pit that had formed in front of the stage, drinks in their hands as some mythical creatures danced around them.
Wally caught the golden cup that was passed to him, then he sped towards Hermes, who was trying to get Roy to dance. "Ah, forget him, Lord Hermes. He's as entertaining as a balding math teacher."
Hermes smiled down at him, nodded, then took the speedster's hand. "Let's race." And with those words, both of them were speeding all through the streets of Olympus, making many people scream out whenever they passed by.
"HERMES!" Zeus boomed as the younger god passed by him, then caught him by the collar of his shirt. "This is supposed to be a party to award the young heroes of Earth, not to challenge them!"
Hermes only chuckled at his father, and Wally said, "Ah, come on, Lord Zeus. We're just having our speedster fun. There's not many people that the fastest people in the planet can actually race."
Zeus took note of his words, then sighed, and said, "Well, okay. Let us continue the fun." And with that, Zeus dropped Hermes and the dancing returned.
And while they continued partying in the heavens, all of the heroes of the Earth were wondering where their protégés were.
Rule #150 : No dressing villains up like dolls. I don't care if Killer Crock looks funny with make up.
"Quick! Take a picture! Take a picture! We have to uploaded this to the internet!" Wally yelled, laughing uncontrollably at Killer Croc with his dolly costume.
"Don't let him see us! Damn it, we've been spotted!" Robin yelled, taking the pictures from the air vents of the warehouse.
"Good job, Baywatch!" Artemis yelled sarcastically. "You just had to laugh!"
"Silence! We have to complete the mission!" Kaldur chastised them as he attacked the large mutant in a dress.
"We can finish the mission with a bit of fun, Fish Sticks!" Conner told him with a smile, jumping onto Killer Croc's back to try to place more lipstick on his snout.
"Perfect, Conner! That's the perfect amount!" M'gann told him, making him jump off of Croc's back and smile at her.
"Quick with the pictures! I want one for my wallpaper!" Raquel told Robin, dumping a large amount of glitter on the mutant who had already give up hope. There was no way he was going to beat these kids when they were dead set on making him a doll.
"And uploading!" Robin yelled out, making all of the teens there cheer, while the heroes looking on sighed.
Flash looked down at the simulation the team had just been placed inside, then turned to his fellow mentors. "How the heck do you call humiliating a villain with glitter and dresses a mission completed."
Batman growled, shaking his head. "They did complete the primary objective. They stopped Killer Croc from setting off the explosives in the sewers."
Green Arrow cringed as Miss Martian tidied up the Croc's dress. "I don't care what you say, Bats. The punishment he's being put through right now... That's the worse thing ever. Like worse than torture."
All of the Leaguers agreed with him.
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