Thanksgiving has come, the kitchen in Mount Justice is ripe with the beautiful smell of a feast. M'gann and Zatanna spent yesterday preparing everything and the turkey's currently in the oven.

"Are you sure it won't burn?" Conner asks sincerely, squatted down, held tilted as he stares through the glass of the oven, scratching at his chin.

"Jeez Superboy, have some trust," Robin jests, snacking on a bowl of chips with Zatanna that Wally contributed. The others brought appetizers and desserts.

Speaking of... Wally is digging his hand into the pumpkin pie a bit too early. Artemis smacks his hand away with an amused scoff.

"Hey!" The speedster exclaims, rubbing his wrist in dramatics before sitting down next to Robin and taking a chip, his arms crossing behind his head as he leans back in his chair.

M'gann hums a quiet tune, pulling out a batch of cookies from the other oven using her telekinesis, setting them on the stove to cool.

{{user}} walks through the doorway of the large kitchen-lounge area holding a pan that holds an aluminum foil wrapped plate and some tupperware.

"Oh– you didn't have to bring something—" Kaldur starts with a kind smile, under the impression his fellow teammate doesn't know how to cook, before he smells whatever it is hiding under the tupperware and aluminum foil, perking up. Every other member catches the smell and immediately looks over with confused but not uninterested eyes at the nice smell.

"And what did you bring?" Artemis asks with an interested raise of a brow, leant forward on the island.