This will be where I post my bluepulse 'drabbles' from tumblr.

Anyway, I have a head canon for Kaji da that he sometimes makes slightly inappropriate comments that makes Jaime blush.

Jaime tapped his foot impatiently as people of varying ages passed by him in a variety of costumes, ranging from super heroes to villains. "Where is he?"

The Impulse is late. We should proceed without him.

"We can't, Bart's-" Jaime started to respond but the song Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne cut him off. He blinked several times, looking down at his pocket. It seemed to be emitting from his phone.

It is your cellphone, Jaime Reyes.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," the teen muttered under his breath as he drug out the object in question. "The problem is, I don't even have that song on my phone."

Your choice in ringtone was insufficient. The Impulse suggested this would be a better alternative.

"Speak of the," Jaime sighed as he pressed accept, bringing the phone up to his ear. "Where are you, Carino? You were suppose to -"

"I'msosorry," Bart apologized in a rush, his words speeding together. "I got caught up in something butnoworries. I"m just about-" The speedster's voice cut off as the call ended abruptly.

"Here," Bart announced as he stopped right in front of Jaime.

The Hispanic teen glared at the speedster, glancing around at the people passing by. "We're suppose to be incognito. No super powers, remember?"

"Relax, her-man-o. No one saw. Besides, isn't this so crash?" Bart grabbed the cape he was wearing and twirled around. It was black on the outside and yellow inside, accompanied by a mostly red body suit. It was obvious who he was dressed as. The speedster had even temporarily dyed his hair black, or at least Jaime hoped it was temporary. He personally liked his boyfriend's auburn hair.

"Nice Robin outfit, amor. It looks really…authentic." Jaime's eyes widened as a thought struck him. "Ay dios mio. Tell me you didn't."

"Didn't what?" Bart asked innocently, averting his gaze.

"That you didn't steal that from Robin."

"I know better than to take anything from a Robin," he answered still not looking at the older teen. "It's so not crash that you would think otherwise."

"Bart," Jaime warned, forcing the speedster to look at him.

"That's a crash Ted Krod Blue Beetle cosplay," Bart said in a rush, admiring Jaime's costume and changing the subject at the same time.

Of course, recreating the costume flawlessly was a simple task.

"The scarab…uh thanks you for noticing."

"That's Kaji da? Crash. Come on, let's go." Bart rushed forward, grabbed Jaime by the arm and proceeded to drag him toward the convention doors.

"Bart. Are there really enemies in there?" Jaime asked, not for the first time doubting this mission and his boyfriend. "I mean, its a comic convention, what could they be planning?"

"Of course. You think I'd lie about Nightwing sending us on a mission?"

"Then, where's everyone else? He wouldn't leave it to just the two of us."

"They're already inside. Incognito, remember? Come on." Bart flashed two badges granting the teens entrance to the convention. Jaime had to fight his gag reflex as the smell of unwashed bodies washed over him, trapped in a room with no way to escape.

"Just breathe it in. Doesn't it smell wonderful?" Bart asked with a huge grin.

"It smells like some of these people haven't bathed in several days."

Scans prove your observations are correct, Jaime Reyes.

"This is the last day of the con, of course they haven't. That's the smell of fanboys."

Bart started forward, but was stopped short by a hand on his wrist. He glanced back expecting to see his boyfriend to be the cause but was surprised when he saw a girl about five dressed as Wonder Woman was the perpetrator.

"Picture?" She asked simply, her head tilted to the side. A second later the girl's mother rushed up, slightly panicked.

"I can't take my eyes off you for a second, can I," she scolded her child lightly. Looking back at Bart, she offered an apologetic smile. "Sorry. She really likes Robin."

"Picture," the girl demanded.

"So you want a picture with me?" He swept the girl into his arms and posed, waiting for the mother to snap a pic. She fumbled with the camera for a second, caught off guard causing her daughter to giggle.

With the photo taken, Bart sat the mini Wonder woman down who dashed over to her mother with a big grin on her face, babbling about the nice Robin. The young teen laughed and waved as the two left.

"How sweet," a voice purred behind Bart. A catwoman cosplayer had come up while he had been preoccupied. She linked her arm around his. "You're so much kinder then bats. Perhaps you also have some catnip in your utility belt?"

Jaime gritted his teeth in annoyance as the woman fawned over his boyfriend. Not only was she too old for Bart, the speedster was taken. About to step in to save his speedster from his unwanted admirer, Jaime froze when he heard a yell.

"Tlah! Dnahnu mih, ouy tuls!" A Zatanna cosplayer raced onto the scene, trying to push her way between the two. "I said, let him go!"

"Little kittens should go play with their own age group."

"Back at you, you old hag!"

They are challenging you, Jaime Reyes. Eliminate the competition.

"Be quiet," Jaime groaned, burying his face in his hands.

"What was that?" Both girls demanded as they turned their attention on him.

"Stay out of this," the Zatanna hissed.

"Look at him dressed in that old beetle costume. Gross. You could have at least chosen his newer one. Geek."

Plasma canons would be the most logical choice and would leave no trace of them. Kaji da suggested. Jaime could have sworn there was some annoyance in the scarab's voice.

The teen fought down the urge to take Kaji da's advice. "Look if we just-"

"Back off bug boy!"

"Smoke bomb," Bart yelled out and as one, all three looked at the Robin cosplayer as he threw several pellets that he had retrieved from the belt at the floor. The girls began to cough as smoke filled a ten foot radius.

"Ay dios mio, he did steal that from Robin," Jaime groaned.

That is affirmative.

When the smoke cleared, they stared at where Bart had once stood, gone.

"Where did he-?"

"This is all your fault."

The two girls began to argue again. Scans indicate the Impulse is not in the immediate vicinity.

Jaime spent the next half an hour searching the convention center. Several mistaken Robins later and he had no luck in locating his speedster. After the latest mistaken identity, the teen plopped down on a bench in semi-defeat.

I tried to inform that was not The Impulse. And-

"Can't you be a little more helpful," Jaime snapped causing several passersbys to stare at him for a second before hurrying on.

If you had let me finish, I was about to inform you that the Impulse is heading-

"Hey, her-man-o."

straight for us at an accelerated pace.

"Carino! Where have you been," Jaime began but his eyes widened in disbelief and surprise as he took in the sight of his boyfriend. "What are you wearing?"

Arms filled with bags that contained what Jaime could only assume were souvenirs, the speedster smiled at him. "What this?" Bart asked innocently as he gestured to the blue and gold costume he was now wearing. "I thought Booster Gold would get a little less girls hitting on him. Plus he goes better with Ted's Blue Beetle."

The Impulse's outfit is…acceptable. It would be more effective piled on the floor.

"What did you say?!" Jaime gasped, his face turning red.

"You don't agree?" Bart frowned as he looked down at his outfit. "Dyeing my hair blonde was too much, wasn't it?"

"I-i was talking to Kaji da."

"Oh, what'd he say?"

"That you looked…nice."

"Did he? I should thank him then." The speedster stepped forward and planted a quick kiss on Jaime's lips.

The two walked back into the team's base, dressed in their normal costumes. They had spent the rest of the day going to panels and taking pictures with other cosplayers- that is after Bart had confessed they weren't really sent on a mission. He just really wanted to go and didn't know how to ask Jaime to come with. Almost as soon as they entered they were confronted by Robin.

"I'msosorry," Bart rushed to say, hiding slightly behind Blue. "IswearIhadagoodreason."

"Cosplaying is not a good reason," Tim informed them.

"You followed me?"

"The belt has a built in tracker for such an occasion." He glared at Bart but then smiled as he retrieved a miniature camera. "Although, I did manage to get a nice pic or two. I particularly like this one." He showed them a picture of a Blue Beetle and a Booster Gold kissing. "Somehow it's found it's way onto the internet. I wonder how that happened."