-Everybody clap for this uncomfy heart rate monitor I gotta wear tonight while we try to figure out what's up with my body-

"Superboy, Ms. Martian, I do not recommend that you leave for school without your jackets."

"We'll be fine, Red!" The martian teenager smiled, tossing their toothbrush aside and stuffing lunch in her backpack. "Besides, we aren't regular teens, we can handle the cold!"

Red Tornado stepped in front of the hanger bay door, watching as the two young adults scrambled to knot their shoelaces.

Superboy snapped the fragile string again and gave up, striding towards the exit. "Move!" He demanded, trying and failing to force his way past the android.

"I'm afraid I cannot let you leave until you put on your jackets." The android repeated sternly. "It would not be responsible for me, as your den mother, to let you out in the -8° Celsius  without your jackets."

M'gann's cardigan flared and inflated into a puffy baby pink parka, they stuffed their hands in the fuzzy pockets. "Is this enough?"

"Not yet, your legs are still exposed. " The android replied.

She shook out their legs until thick grey leggings dripped down and set snuggly around her ankles. "Now?"

"I assume that will be enough, Ms. Martian. Make sure your spite against me doesn't stop you from listening to your temperature nerves and layering more clothes if you need."

"I'm not spitel-- spite-- angry at you, Red." She said quickly, though many of her physical readings point towards this being a lie.

"Many of your physical readings pointed towards that being a lie." He corrected, turning to the other teen. "Superboy, will you go get your jacket?"

"I don't need it, I'm kryptonian."

"I did nothing, to my knowledge, to imply that you are not kryptonian." He said, still not letting the Kryptonian push past to the door. "I asked if you will go get your jacket."

"Conner, please? We're running late."

The Superboy looked up and fixed Red Tornado with a steady glare. His attempt to intimidate the metal faceplate were stunted as unlike a biological face, it only existed to give humans something to look at while talking to him and did not read or portray emotions. Superboy looked away in a huff and strode from the hanger bay to find his jacket.

As was customary, the team was sleeping at the mountain tonight, that being something they were doing twice or thrice a week for the month, so as to take pressure off their guardians. Black Canary jestingly called it 'joint custody'.

Red Tornado, for his part, took his supervising role very seriously. Just as with the permeant residents that morning, he would not let them go cold even a minute; draping blankets over every slumped body, scattered about the room and ignoring their homework.

After a pause for breath in conversation, Kid Flash gave a sigh so forceful he tumbled over backwards. "Do you think if I went to bed and never woke up, I wouldn't have to go to school on monday?" He asked the room at large.

"Yeah, death is like that." Robin replied earnestly. "But sadly your body would atrophy and decay, and then I wouldn't be able to look at your ass."

"Noooo!" Wally groaned. "I don't have the time to write this paper. I haven't even done the lab yet!"

"Oh, there's a trick to that!" Artemis replied. "You just sit in their office and cry until they give you an extension!"

"Or get throw a desk! When Conner got suspended, all his homework was delayed." M'gann added.

"I wasn't suspended, Black Canary called me in as sick." 

"I got suspended once," Artemis started, then fell into a cackle of laughter as the crowd negged her on to tell all.

"Volume levels, please." Tornado reminded the young adults as their rowdiness began to crescendo.

"Right, right." Artemis corrected, only to get even louder as the hilarity of her story seized her and her friends.

Wolf stuck his nose in a cold, unattended bowl of the lentil curry that Robin's guardian had sent over for their dinner. Red took it from the canine, knowing that despite the animals' emaciated behavior, he'd already had a lamb leg that night and didn't need more.

"It's time you got ready for bed." He said as his internal clock struck 10:00pm. Knowing that adolescents or 'young adults' needed between eight and eleven hours of sleep nightly, he usually sent them to bed earlier, but it being a Friday he granted them an extra hour with the expectation they'd sleep in like they usually did.

Aqualad, who was bundled up on the couch, mostly asleep, seconded the decision. Being  mostly cold blooded, and needed to conserve his energy should the outside temperature drop below freezing point. Tornado was grateful to have one less hero to rein in.

Supporting the half-Atlantean against his side, Red Tornado herded the the other five down the hall.

"Kaldur! Kaldur!" The oldest of the group was raised from his warm slumber by a set of small, icy hands planting on his back, sending a chill through his spine. He groaned, rolling over and sitting up, his head spinning as he did so.

"Kaldur! Kaldur! Kaldur!" A second voice screamed in his ear. 

"What's wrong?" He asked, rubbing his eyes exhaustedly. "Can't you ask Red Tornado?"

"Kaldur!" A small ninety-pound body crashed onto the bed at his feet, jumping up and down ecstatically. "It's snowing!" 

"Come see!" M'gann tugged his arm with all her mass, dragging him upright. Kaldur shouldered on a sweater and blinked blindly as his friends dragged him from his room.

Kaldur was usually up earlier, before his friends, and he was quite taken aback to find everyone up and about without him. Wally, Artemis, and Conner were huddled around the side door of the hanger, goggling out at a glaring whiteness beyond.

"That's... thick frost." Conner said in awe. 

"That's snow, son." Wally told him. "Y'know, out in Illinois we actually get quite a lot of snow. It's just snow, track, and cornfields."

"Get over the Midwest soppiness! IT'S SNOWING!" Artemis exclaimed. "I've never seen snow so clean and untouched..."

"It must have started right after we went to bed; that's weirdly deep..."

"Can we go out? Please Please PLEASE?" M'gann squealed. 

"Come on! Let's go!" Robin hopped about, already tugging on his second boot. 

Kaldur just yawned and followed, twisting the arms of his sweater to keep his arms warmer. He crouched by the door, ruffling Wolf's fluffy ears. 

"C'mon!" Wally, despite only having sneakers and a fleece, shot outside, immediately tripping  face first into the powder as his superspeed met the resistance of the six-inch snow. Powdery  dry snow clung to his skin and jeans, the only identifying features  being his shock of red hair, and the pink on his mouth as he doubled over laughing, plowing his face clear. 

Artemis and Robin were more prepared, seeing as they were from the north east, rocking thick thermal jackets, gloves, hats and boots; though they were still not dressed for snow. Robin especially wasn't equipped for the snow, which reached a 10th of his net height. "C'mon big guy!"

Unsurely, Conner reached a hand under the falling crystals. He whistled to Wolf, who shook Kaldur off and followed his kryptonian, reassuring him as they stepped out into the ever deepening sea of white. 

M'gann, still in their sickeningly cute lacey pink pyjamas, floated out over the snow, cautiously lowering xir feet, and then jerking them up with a giggle. "It's so cold!" He shifted some boots on and dropped into the snow with a crash. "WHOO!"

Artemis shaped the powder into a loose approximation of a snowball and chucked it at the redhead. It mostly disintegrated in the air, but the throwing of snow was more of a symbolic waging of war. While humans fell into a petty scrimmage, the Aliens crouched in the icy powder taking tentative handfuls, they explored the exciting new sensation. M'gann took a curious bite of the snow, and bounced with excited stim. She grabbed a double-cupped handful and threw it over thon head, squealing as it bombarded down over his head. 

 Kaldur watched from his lounge spot against the wall as Wolf chased snowballs, causing an uproarious eruption of upturned powder.

His drag back into the warm doze of sleep was interrupted by a familiar tone ringing the words "One two three, eyes on me"

"One two, eyes on you!" All six youth chanted in rhythm before they even realized what was happening. Wolf, who hated-- or perhaps loves-- chanting with a passion, let out a yip and a yowl that might have caused an avalanche. 

Red Tornado, having gained their focus, was now free to confront them. "I have to ask you to come inside immediately and dry up, none of you are dressed appropriately for the weather."

"Aw, come on, Red! it's their first time seeing snow!" Robin argued. "look at them!"

Kid Flash sneezed violently, his face red from cold and excitement. "Come on! ten minutes!"

"I don't feel comfortable letting you play outside underdressed." Tornado told them. "I don't want to return you to your families sick."

"Five more?"  Artemis asked.

"I'll consider letting you play later, after you've eaten and dressed warmer." Grumbling, the five, herded by Wolf,  tramped through the snow and back into the hanger bay. "Remove your wet clothing and warm yourselves up." He said. "I'll prepare a nutritious breakfast for you." He draped a blanket over aqualad's shivering form, and set off to find a dry change of clothes for his wards.

-Uploading this now (a little unfinished) cause we're having a winter storm (on top of being basically snowed in (on top of being very busy with holiday stuff)) and I'm worried that I might I'll lose wifi... So incase something happens: Happy *late* Santa Lucia day, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas and Happy Kwanza-