Becca was just walking through the mountain when she heard it. Music. She followed the sound down to the garage. She peeked inside, stunned. There was the Young Justice team, playing the music. Wally was playing the drums, Artemis was on electric guitar, Connor was on bass, Megan was the pianist, and Robin was the lead singer. Kaldur was talking on the phone, obviously the manager. Becca waited till the song was over before stepping into the room, clapping.
“Very impressive,” she said.
“Thanks,” Wally a dit with a wink.
Becca came up to Robin, placing her arms around his neck.
“Those are some nice vocal cords toi have,” she a dit flirtatiously.
“My lips are good for plus than just kissing.”
Becca smiled, ignoring Wally's gagging noises.
“So, how long have toi been doing this?” Becca asked.
“Almost five months,” Artemis answered.
“How good are you?”
“We've won ten trophies.”
“Two trophies a month. Wow. Ever been beaten?”
“Nope,” Robin answered.
“And we never will be,” Wally added.
Becca nodded, hiding the smirk she wanted to show.

“Hey, Phoebe? Can I sing on our suivant gig?” Becca asked as she entered the musique room.
Phoebe looked up at Becca, who was wearing a smirk. Delta, Willow, Mercy, and Danna, and Kyra were already staring at her. Becca was bouncing on her toes, waiting for an answer.
“Um..sure Becca but-”
“Thanks!” Becca called as she sauntered out of the room.

“Becca, they're good,” Willow said.
The girls had gone down to see Young Justice perform their song. Becca nodded, keeping her eyes on the band. The other girls stared at Becca, a little nervous at what she had in mind. Becca stood and clapped whit everyone else when the team had finished. But her claps were slow and foreshadowing. Robin caught her eye and Becca winked at him. Enjoy your pride while toi have it. Cause your world will be rocked.

“Are toi sure we can do this?” Phoebe asked Becca. “They're really good.”
“Phoebe, focus on playing your piano. My turn to sing. Alright?”
“Sure Becca.”
Mercy came up to Becca.
“They don't know we're here, do they?”
“Mercy, they haven't got a clue. But I know you'll still have Kaldur when it's over. In fact, this'll make him l’amour toi more.”
“Becca, why did toi want this specific location?”
“They preform her two nights a month. For the competition. They've won, but haven't lost. All their pride is getting on my nerves. Especially Robin's. He just...forgot me all of a sudden, too focused on the band. So this is my way of deflating them.”
Mercy hugged Becca.
“You are devious. But I l’amour toi for it.”
Becca smiled, listening to the song.
“They'll be over soon, Mercy. Then we're up?”
“Yep.”
Becca smirked.
“Good.”

“Alright. That was your reigning champions. And now for a new band, the Neon Lights!”
The team sat back against their chairs, relaxed.
“We've got this,” Wally said. “A new band in our territory? So long Neon Lights.”
“Hey guys. My name's Becca.”
“What?” the team yelled in unison.
“Wow. fans already,” Becca cracked, causing the people to laugh. “Anyway, this is the band. My sister Willow's on base, Kyra's our DJ, Phoebe, who is usually singing, is on piano, Danna's is our drummer, and our talented manager Mercy is backstage. I usually don't sing, but this was a special occasion. This song goes out to your current champions.”
The crowd began to hush, a few mumbling on about the last comment. Becca turned to the others and the musique started. Becca stood at the microphone and began to sing.
Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
When we got our hot pants on and up

And yes of course we does
We runnin' this town just like a club
And no, toi don't wanna mess with us
Got Jésus on my necklace-ace-ace

Got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go, oh, oh, let's go

“Were...were we set up?” Wally asked.
“Robin, your girlfriend is-she has an amazing voice. Please tell me toi knew.”
The silence that followed proved Artemis wrong. None of them had known; about Becca ou the band. And the band was amazing.

Tonight, we're going hard, hard, h-h-hard
Just like the world is ours, ours, o-o-ours
We're tearing it apart, part, p-p-part
toi know we're superstars, we are who we are
We're dancin' like we're dumb, dumb, d-d-dumb
Our bodies going numb, numb, n-n-numb
We'll be forever young, young, y-y-young
toi know we're superstars, we are who we are

Young Justice walked up to the Neon Lights. The competition was over and almost everyone had gone. The girls stood around their trophy, congratulating each other. They fell silent when they saw the other group. They stared at each other kind of awkwardly.
“Hi,” Becca finally said.
“Hey. toi guys were amazing,” Robin complimented.
“Thanks. toi guys were pretty cool.”
“Thanks.”
Silence fell again and Becca handed the trophy to the girls.
“I want toi guys to know that the whole reason we did this was because of me. The girls had no clue until tonight that we were competing. So toi can't blame them.”
“We aren't placing the blame on anyone. I guess we got carried away with the whole band thing.”
Becca smirked.
“Only a little. So...we're all good?”
“Yeah. We're good.”
“Cool. Cause suivant time, you'll have to win back your place as champions.”


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