34Haven't been feeling this story as much lately been into other things but I will update more in the future when the 3rd season of YJ comes out. Also yeah this one's short too. If you have any suggestions or things you want to happen please comment and I'll see about doing it. Anyway, PLEASE FOLLOW AND REVIEW. HOPE YOU LIKE THE CHAPTER.
"No. Leave me Alone."
"Are you sure it might be nice to get some exercise?"
Klarion just glared harder.
Despite him wanting nothing more than to say 'Well I gave it a shot' and walking away Robin stayed.
"I'm fine. I don't want to practice with you. Leave me alone."
"Do you want to do anything else? We have a patrol mission you can go on if you really want to. I mean you're not prepared for it but it's a simple-"
He doesn't even wait for Robin to finish. "Nope. Not at all interested. Leave me alone."
Robin sighs and unconsciously shifts on his feet. It won't be fun to force the Witch Boy into an activity but if he has to... "Look, the JLA talked to me about getting you to do more stuff with the team and-"
Again he is interrupted. "They all hate me! If I even tried to help them they'd kill me!"
Klarion folds his arms defiantly.
"C'mon, that's not true. We don't all hate you."
He's not buying it.
"Okay fine, Zatanna hates you and I'm pretty sure KF does too but excluding that, we're all okay with you. Besides, the whole point of you being here is to have you help us and you aren't helping us at all in here."
To Robin's surprise, Klarion actually appears to think about it. But he doesn't immediately respond to the question. "Shut up, you stupid cat! I'm thinking!"
His familiar merely hisses in response.
"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiine. I'll help you. What do you need?"
"Zatana could use some help practicing her magic and spells."
"Fine."
"You can meet her tomorrow."
"Great."
"Oh and she's still kind of upset about her dad so please don't bring it up, K?"
"Sure."
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"Uhm... Could you show me that last thing again?"
"Ughhhhhhh! How do you not know that? Literally everyone knows how to turn water to fire." The Witch Boy whined.
They had been practicing spells that he considered to be basic. Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to even get a slight reaction out of the water. To make matters worse the former villain had only a little bit of magic left and couldn't show her how. So he had been chanting and miming what was supposed to happen. She had been getting tired of his acting arrogant with him not being able to do anything.
"Well I don't so you're going to have to show me."
"OmygoditssoeasyIcantbelieveIhavetoteachyou."
With a dramatic sigh he begins to quickly chant with nothing happening.
"This would be more helpful if you could actually do the magic-"
"-WELL THAT'S NOT REALLY MY FAULT IS IT?" Klarion shrieks. "I MEAN IF SOME PEOPLE HADN'T CAPTURED ME I WOULD STILL HAVE MY MAGIC, WOULDN'T I?"
"Woah, Relax I didn't mean it like that." Zatanna said placatingly. She should've known he'd have a hair trigger.
"IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW YOU MEANT IT!"
Klarion stands up and leaves the room in a rage, slamming the door behind him.
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"Are you sure you didn't say anything to set him off."
"No, all I said was it would be easier if he had his magic."
Robin held his face for a second. "Look, I know you hate him but please remember he's miserable right now and doesn't like to be reminded of his situation."
Zatanna's face was red. "I don't care he made my dad into Dr. Fate so I can't really pity him, OK?!"
"I know, I know he's a horrible person but the JLA really want to rehabilitate him and you can't really do that when everyone hates him, can we?" Said Robin. "Honestly, I don't like him much either. But it's what they want us to do so can you please apologize to him and, I don't know, invite him to something? I think he's supposed to be thirteen so he might like to do something with friends."
"Fine. I will but don't expect him to say yes."
The magician leaves the room and begins down the hall towards Klarion's room. The hall was quieter than usual. She'd decided to half heartedly apologize without meaning it and maybe insult him. But as she got closer she heard something near his room. It was a high and soft noise. Moving quietly, she edged near his door and knocked. Immediately, the noise stopped and she felt immense guilt.
Klarion had been crying.