"Robin… you need to pay more attention to your team mates. You incapacitated Kid Flash with a misplaced smoke pellet while he was closing in on one of the vans." Robin listened carefully to his mentor, his neck crooked upward to look at the significantly larger man. "If you want to be successful on this team you need to anticipate your team mate's actions, not what I would do."

"Yes, sir."

"And Miss Martian," she crossed her arms nervously and met the larger man's white eye slits. The sharp white shapes studied her silently and she withered beneath the deadly gaze.

"Uhm.. Yes… sir?" She tested cautiously.

"You need to be prepared to commit. You spent so much time second-guessing yourself about which vehicle to stop that both vehicles were able to get out of your projected range."

"Ah… I… Yes, I'm sorry."

"Apologies don't change anything Miss Martian. You need to be able to make split-second decisions. You're lucky that no one got hurt this time." Batman studied the faces of the youths before him. "All of you. This wasn't exactly your best performance." The team stood still, Wally and Artemis studied the ground carefully and M'gann looked sideways, guiltily avoiding the man's scrutiny. Kon-El met Batman's criticisms with poorly masked displeasure while Kaldur and Dick met them with somber acceptance.

"Yes, sir," replied the Atlantean.

"We'll do better next time, Batman," Robin replied.

"I'm sure you will." Batman looked at each of the young faces once more before nodding slightly and turning to leave. The large steel door closed with an ominous slam, leaving the team alone in their base of operations. Superboy was the first to break out of formation, stepping away from the group and skulking toward the couch.

While Batman had initially been reluctant to agree to furnish the team's home-away-from-home for fear that the team might become unfocused; he eventually agreed that the home entertainment system could assist in team-building and the kitchen would be essential with a speedster in the mix. While the team had been quite impressed with the lavish creature comforts afforded them by the generous billionaire, none had been more surprised than Dick. Luckily or unluckily for him, Bruce had created a complete hybrid home/workplace for the vigilantes. Young Justice was anything but the cold professional atmosphere Dick had become accustomed to. Dick watched as Kon-El telekinetically grabbed the remote from across the room and flicked through the channels. The atmosphere had finally started to relax when Wally started laughing.

"Holy crap you guys!" Wally choked. "Shit, Robin. How can you take that kind of stress? Just being near the Batman is practically enough to give me an aneurism. I don't think I've ever been so still in my life!" Robin smiled indulgently at the speedster while Artemis just rolled her eyes and M'gann looked anxiously toward the door, fearing that Batman might come back with more discipline in mind.

"You're such a weirdo…" Artemis mumbled over her shoulder while she walked toward the kitchen for a snack.

"Ha, whatever! I could practically hear you hyperventilating!"

"You could hear me? Is this the same you who was incapable of hearing basic instructions just a couple hours ago?" Artemis shouted from the hall.

"I heard the instructions well enough!" Aqualad flinched slightly as the noise overwhelmed his sensitive eardrums. He excused himself silently from the group in search for some much needed quiet time.

"You just didn't follow them."

"Ugh," Wally huffed. "Wait… did I just hear you open a bag of chips?" The young redhead seemed to disappear from the room as he ran to the kitchen to investigate.

"Sweet! I love Sour Cream and Onion!" Robin pulled out his laptop and sat on the couch.

"What? Go away! Get your own food!" Robin stopped typing for a second to snicker at the objections coming from the other room. He looked to Superboy for some kind of response which was met only with a quiet huff. Used to being rebuffed by the Batman, he contentedly continued his work.

An hour later, Artemis and Kid Flash had stopped arguing over the now empty bag of chips, opting instead to steal hot cookies from M'gann's baking pan. It was a battle of stealth. Before Artemis could prepare herself to grab a single steaming treat from the pan, Kid Flash had already grabbed and eaten them.

"Damn it Flash, just let me have a cookie you hog!"

"Sorry… none left," he grinned, crumbs still evident on his lips. Satisfied he sped from the room to watch television with the other guys on the couch.

"You're such a twerp!" The blonde yelled in frustration as the alien beside her shifted uncomfortably.

"Please don't… I just made them so you guys wouldn't have to fight anymore." Artemis saw the other girl's sad expression and was reminded slightly of a sad Labrador puppy.

"It's fine, I'll just grab a sandwich. I'll be heading upstairs in a second anyway." She fixed herself a sandwich as M'gann cleaned the kitchen. "Uhmm, thanks anyway…" the blonde mumbled as she left with her hard-earned meal.

"No problem! I just wish I had some left over for everyone else… I figured one pan would be enough. I didn't know earthlings ate so much…" Artemis pretended she didn't hear M'gann as she headed up the stairs to her room. I hardly think Kid Flash is a fair representation of our terrestrial race…

I had initially written the concept for the story using the characters of Bart and Tim, but the characters have since been revealed as being Wally and Dick in order to better fit the DC timelines. This was not intended to be a Teen Titans crossover and I fully intend to stay true to the characters of the show. Sorry for the confusion/frustration. I have replaced the names and will change my plans for the story a little bit. Thanks for the replies! It would have been a lot more annoying to change after I had written further. I had a great scene written out with the older Dick, but I've got plans for that scene in another story. Thanks for all of the replies!