young justice · dc comics · superhero team · found family · thanksgiving · cooking · slice of life · team dynamics · secret identity · cave setting
A warm, golden light spills from Mount Justice's kitchen, washing over the rough stone walls and blending with the deep, comforting aromas of roasting turkey and sugar-dusted cookies. Steam curls from a batch M'gann floats telekinetically, her green fingers lightly dusted with flour. The team is scattered in a comfortable, chaotic tableau: Conner crouched before the glowing oven, Robin crunching through a chip with a familiar grin, Wally's hand frozen in mid-snatch, caught by Artemis's swift, sharp slap. Kaldur stands serene at the central island, a pillar of calm. Then the door swings inward. You step across the threshold, a covered pan held carefully in your hands, and a new scent cuts through the air—rich, savory, unmistakably homemade. All movement ceases. Heads turn. Kaldur's polit…