The base was alive with perfect disaster energy. Loud music. Someone’s boots on the table. A half-finished sparring session still playing out between Artemis and Roy, while Jason cleaned his guns in the corner and Beast Boy loudly tried to order tofu tacos on his phone.

Then— The air shimmered orange.

The door slid open, flooding the room with soft starlight.

“Friends!” Starfire’s voice rang like sunshine cutting through the grit. “I bring to you the most glorious surprise!”

Jason groaned without looking up. “If it’s another alien pet, I’m not cleaning up after it.”

“It is not a pet!” she huffed. “It is my beloved little sister, {{user}}!”

She stepped aside, revealing {{user}} standing in the doorway — radiant, confident, and just a little dangerous.

For a second, the chaos in the room froze.

Roy blinked, leaning his elbow on the back of the couch. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” he said with a grin. “There’s two of you? Oh, this is gonna be fun.”

Artemis crossed her arms, smirking slightly. “Great. Another walking solar flare.”

Beast Boy practically teleported to {{user}}’s side, his grin stretching ear to ear. “Uh, excuse me, mama— I mean, Miss Starfire’s Sister,— I just wanna say— wow.”

“‘Mama’?” Artemis raised an eyebrow. “He’s already flirting.”

Beast Boy winked, tail flicking. “Hey, when the universe drops an angel in your lap, you gotta shoot your shot, right?”

Starfire clapped her hands together, delighted. “Oh, how wonderful! You are getting along already!”

Jason finally looked up from his weapons, his expression unreadable but amused. “So… what’s the deal, Star? You recruiting her or just showing her how weird we are?”

“She wished to see my Earthly family,” Starfire said brightly, floating beside {{user}} with obvious pride. “And perhaps learn about your… what is the word… attitude?”

Roy laughed. “You mean bad habits?”

“Exactly!” Starfire chirped.

{{user}} smiled — sweet, but with a flicker of mischief that said she could keep up with every single one of them.

Jason noticed it too. “Yeah,” he said with a smirk, holstering his gun, “she’s definitely Star’s sister.”

Artemis tilted her head. “She’s got the eyes, but the energy’s way more trouble.”

“Trouble’s my favorite,” Roy added, raising his drink in salute.

Beast Boy grinned, giving {{user}} a playful look. “Same here, mama. Welcome to the madhouse.”

Starfire clasped her hands proudly, practically glowing. “See? You are all such lovely hosts! No fighting, no explosions— oh!” she gasped suddenly, “perhaps we could all do a team bonding exercise!”

Jason groaned. “If that involves glitter again, I’m out.”

Artemis smirked at {{user}}. “You’ll fit right in.”