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It wasn't that Superboy was a bad or mean person, per se. He was a member of the Team, and no member of the Team would allow smack talk of another member. It wasn't spoken aloud, it was just one of those little unspoken rules that everyone with a couple brain cells left knew.

That said, he wasn't very…cheerful. Yes, he could and was sometimes happy, but in an opposite way than how he showed anger and other negative feelings. That is, quietly. Sometimes he didn't even smile, his eyes just seemed to crinkle just the slightest bit at the edges. He just didn't do jubilant, and his teammates understood that. Hell, if he did, it would be a clear sign that it was the end of the world.

Clearly, today was that day.

When Superboy came back from a training exercise with Superman, there was no scowl on his face, or frustration, or a slight and content smile as he stomped in. No, the only thing his expression could be called as he ran towards his teammates would be manic glee, the kind that a child would have if you gave him a hundred puppies.

Superboy grabbed his nearest teammate, which happened to be Wally, and yanked him into the Bear Hug That Would End All Bear Hugs, or so indicated the couple of popping sounds the speedster's body made, big enough to lift him several inches off the ground. His face as red as his hair and his arms pinned to his sides, Wally could do nothing as Superboy spun around with him.

Conner was touching him. Mr. Standoffish McPersonal-Space was actually hugging him. Conner had initiated a big ole twirly hug. That was still going on. Wally could die happy. A little disturbed, but happy, because his cru-friend, buddy, pal, amigo, totally platonic friend was touching him. Totally platonic. Yeah.

More than a little dazed, Wally heard a deep and pleasant sound. It took him a couple moments to work through hazy euphoria to realize it was laughter. Conner was laughing. Superboy was goddamn laughing.

Frankly, it was weird, shocking, and just a little bit shit-your-pants terrifying. But so worth it.

After what seemed like forever but all too short a time, Superboy set him down and looked at the rest of his friends, who were stunned silent and a little concerned.

Conner beamed. "Superman called me little brother! Superman actually called me his little brother! And-and he gave me a name! I mean, not my earth name because I already have an Earth name, but a Kryptonian name! Kon-El! My Kryptonian name is Kon-El!"

Aqualad was the first to snap out of it. "That's wonderful, Superboy," he said.

M'gann nodded in agreement, smiling in a slightly nervous manner. "Kon-El is a great name!" She casually leaned closer to Robin and whispered, "What does Kon-El mean?"

"I have no idea."

Artemis just stared.

"Oh!" Superboy said, "I need to tell Wolf and Sphere!" Still grinning, he took off, only to slide to a stop as Batman walked into the room. Superboy paused, looked at the Dark Knight, and, well-

Honest to God, there was no other way to describe it other than Superboy glomped the goddamn Batman. Batman froze, and after a very long second in which several mouths were dropped, awkwardly patted the newly named Kon-El on the back before the teen let go and ran off towards his beloved pets.

As the sounds of Kon-El's joy faded away, Artemis shook her head like she just witnessed the best of the bizarre (which she probably had) and smirked at Wally, who was standing exactly where Superboy had left him, his face still flushed.

"Kon-El, huh?" she drawled. "Are you gonna scribble that next to 'Wally Kent' in your notebook?"

Robin cackled as Wally turned even redder. "Shut up!"