#mercury atlas

[stone-cold-groove]

Science Services’ Science Program series booklet Man in Space. Nelson Doubleday - 1965.

[noneofyoubeewax]

Lady Marvel, No Captain  Marvel

Genderbent Captain  Marvel

Billy Batson -> Lilly Batson

Still a homeless baby

Lilly first debut as a hero. After defeating Doctor Sivana

Male Civilian: “Thank you so much Miss?”

Cap: “o-oh Captain Marvel!”

(M) Civilian: “thank you so much, Miss Captain  Marvel”

Cap: “you can just call me Captain”

(M) Civilian: “Miss Captain”

Cap: “Just Captain”

Lilly was a bit annoyed but she thought it would be a one time thing (it would not be)

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Reporter: “ Lady Marvel! Lady Marvel! Lady Marvel!” (Waving hands frantically)

Cap: (confuse, looking around) “me?”

Reporter: “um yes”

Cap: (flys down to the reporter) “hello I’m Captain Marvel, how can I help you?

Reporter: (holds mic up) “Lady Captain Marvel can yo-”

Cap: “No…..Captain Marvel”

Reporter: “ok, um so this miss, (faces the camera) “today we have our new local hero, Miss Captain Marvel”

Cap: “um-if-I-excuse me, it’s Captain Marvel you can drop the Miss, please”

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Reporter: “o-ok”

~~~~~~*A~w~k~w~a~r~d*~~~~~~

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Cap chilling on a roof, licking a ice cream feeling upset since everyone keeps on calling her wrong even after a whole year from her debut and her popping the time bubble.

Cap: “stupid stupid stupid stupid”

Solomon: “calm down Champion”

Achilles: “the next time someone says the wrong name punch them”

Solomon: “n-

Hercules: “ throw a building at them”

Solomon: “NO!”

Zeus: “YES, and tell them that you’re going to sleep with their father or male Parent figure and give a worthy respectable Child”

Cap: ”umm”

Atlas: “let’s ignore Zeus”

Mercury: “just don’t save them if they get your name wrong”

Solomon: “No! It’s not the champion job to get annoyed when people get your name wrong”

Achilles: “you got mad at that kid at the history museum Lilly went to (because it was free entry day) when a kid called you, “Solo-mom”

Solomon: “she completely butchered my name”

Zeus: “OH YEAH THAT WAS HILARIOUS”

Cap: “I remember the headache. But I have a right to be upset! It’s been a year and I’m starting to feel unappreciated, I saved so many lives and I popped the time bubble, is it so wrong for wanting people to save my name right!”

Solomon: “Lillian, I kno-“

Mercury: “just walk away-

Achilles: “I SAY-

Zeus: “I know a thing or two about getting-

Atlas: “LETS remember Lilly is a child and has a right to her own feelings-

Hercules:”CRUSH THEIR BONES”

Gods: “ overlapping argument”

Cap: “urgh guys please”

Gods: arguing continues and gets louder

Cap: (head pounding)

???: “excuse me Miss

Gods: “!?#**?!!”

Cap: (Rubbing head)

???: “miss? I’m fr-m j���ti-e le—ue”

Gods: “!/!#~\**?!!”

Cap: “please you’re being to loud”

???: “lo-d? Mi-s Miss M-ss”

Cap: “please”

???: “Mis -iss, MISS CAPTAIN MARVEL”

You could hear the snap

Cap: That’s. Not. My. NAME!! ( turns around and throws her ice cream with Mercury speed)

It’s was when the ice cream was only few inches from hitting the person face, when she realized that the man she see saw in front of her was a new face that she learned of when the time bubble popped.

Superman, a founding leader of the justice league, who didn’t have a fast enough reaction time to match Mercury speed to avoid the ice cream.

Cap: !

Gods: !

Hercules: “that guy’s important right?”

Solomon: “yes”

Cap: “oh no”

Solomon: “indeed”

[kyxhiin]

req by @moonlightcycle571 !!

In one mission the justice league needed to be close-nit but widespread at the same time, and comms were compromised at the place their mission was set in. Batman had the idea to ask John Constantine about any spells that links multiple people's minds together. Everyone's gonna be okay with this cause y'know they know each and others Identities and stuff except for..

Captain Marvel. To escape the fate of telling the JL about his identity he made then believe he was an ageless God who was magic incarnate, it is believable cause it was shown that there's paintings about the suit even dating back to the stone age.

Billy who's just freaking out had to agree to it cause it would've been VERY suspicious if he didn't, but he thought as long as he stayed in the captain Marvel form everything would've been alright..

There they were. Superman, Batman, Wonderwoman, The flash, Green Lantern, Plastic man (For whatever reason), and.. Billy well in the hero form of course. Stood in a room as the chain-smoking exorcist casted some sort of magic thing that will bind their minds together. And it finally happened, they could each here eachothers own thoughts and stuff.

Plastic man: Hey? Who's voice is that??

Crap. He didn't think about the heavenly twitch cha- no, the God's voices.

Flash: ...Is there a little kid in here, what does he mean by God's?

Zeus: !!! They can hear our voices..

A series of gods jumbled into surprise and started to talk, talk ALOT filling up most of their minds.

And that started a chain reaction with the JL they all started questioning each other, Luckily no one payed attention to Captain who put on his best confused face.

Wonderwoman seemed to be in deep thought.. Why was that voice sound so familiar???

Captain, No Billy was now trying to suppress the God's thoughts, he went into a slight panic abut his identity trying not to think of himself. But you know what happens if you don't wanna think about something? You think about it.

Superman: Who's imagining a young boy right now?

Plastic man: Hm.. Isn't that the Fawcett whizz kid? With the radio show? Wait Captain do you have an interview with him later on?

Captain Marvel changing his thoughts "voice" into his hero persona's ones.

Captain: Oh.. Yeah, yeah definitely. I'm just so excited..

Green Lantern: Hey.. Didn't you appear as a guest last time? How come your appearing again?? This is unfair..

Batman: This is not the point. Captain, do you know where the 5 *He closely listened in to his thoughts* no.. 6 new voices come from? (He most definitely knows about Billy's secret identity one way or another.)

Captain Marvel: Haha no..

(Part 1 of 2!)

[yourfavouritefighter]

guess who’s back

en ee ways eat up cuz yall getting the bonus of my divine twitch chat designs teehee

[blue-drink]

He is Baby (Extended)

It was cold, so very cold. As December approached, Fawcett city was covered in a fine sheet of snow.

For the most, it was no problem. But for one Billy Batson, it was one of the most difficult problems of the year.

He didn't really have a place to stay; he didn't trust the Rock not to displace him in time, the train station to the Rock wasn't particularly warm, he couldn't get into a homeless refuge without risking being caught CPS, and his usual hideout (a falling-apart building) was at full capacity by other teens in similar situations.

That was sub-problem #1. Sub-problem #2 was food.

After a few visits to the realms of different pantheons; at least half of agriculture-related deities had determined that it just wouldn't do for a boy with so many responsibilities to barely be able to eat, so they (collectively or individually, he couldn't tell) decided to bless him.

A tree he planted would give him any and all types of fruits, so he could always have a healthy snack. If he could get his hands on some bread, it would be tastier and fill him more than it normally should. And things had a tendency not to rot even after several days, so a single harvest of the mini-garden he managed to create would last him so much longer.

Unfortunately; that didn't work when there were no plants to plant or harvest, and he didn't realize the shortage he was about to experience until it was too late to get more than barely enough for November.

After they noticed; his patrons became restless, trying to figure out a way out of this one. Refuge was out of the question, he wouldn't risk it; so was the Rock, and it's station, for not being safe enough; and he wouldn't throw another child into the coldness so he could regain his spot at his hideout.

"The Watchtower?" One had proposed. But it wouldn't do.

He didn't sleep, for all the JL knew, and he wasn't going to deny or confirm anything if it could lead up to his identity being revealed. Also, could he even sleep in his Champion form?

Solomon answered that, while he couldn't get a full night's sleep, even just trying would help his brain do some of the things it did while resting. Still, he couldn't go three full months without actual sleep.

What to do?

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It was too cold.

He should've expected it, that soon it wouldn't be safe to sleep outside. They told him, that it was too dangerous, that he should stay as Captain Marvel until he finds a place to stay.

But he didn't listen. He'd just come back from the Watchtower, from a 4-hour meeting, and was tired of not being tired.

"It won't snow 'till next week," he told them, like a fool. "The weatherman said so," who would know more? The weatherman or a weather-god?

He went to sleep, and barely woke up to the voices of his patrons screaming inside his head.

"Too cold!" "Danger!" "Wake up!" But what could he even do?

He felt frozen in place, unable to move. He tried to scream, "SHAZAM!" But it was to no use, he'd probably already caught a cold and couldn't talk, let alone scream.

It was so cold, it was warm. The feeling lulling him back to sleep, if only they'd shut up. It was fine, he'd be fine.

They probably realized he'd no longer understand them, because their voices were replaced by images. Ice cube, crossed fire, danger sign. Hands shaking, multiple 'Z's crossed as well.

It only made him more sleepy.

"Billy!!", he recognized the voice as one of the gods. But it wasn't inside his head.

His body moved upwards, as he noticed someone'd taken him from the snow into their arms. It was warm, actually warm. Another level of warm.

The god said something he couldn't decipher at the moment, but he felt the magic moving from the god's body to his own.

What did it do? He'd no idea, as he once again succumbed to sleep. This time incentivized by his patrons.

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It would've been so much faster to sent Hermes or Apollo to bring the child to Olympus; but, in their panic, the god king had completely forgotten about them (which was a bit embarrassing because Mercury also was in Billy's headspace).

They completely ignored the infirmary in favor of their master room, Hera'd understand. The priority was rising the child's body temperature.

They made a bee-line for the bathroom, and willed the room to be ready. With a hand movement, Billy's clothes changed to a bathing robe (they had the feeling he wouldn't appreciate being naked even if it was a life-or-death situation).

As they lowed the kid into the bathtub; Hermes, Mercury and Apollo appeared at the door. The oldest of their present children went to their side almost immediately, searching healing items in his bag.

The speed-gods went together to their other side, and slowly convinced them to get out of the bathroom and let the sun god work his magic.

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Warm.

Billy woke up, and it was warm.

Slowly he managed to open his eyes. To the biggest room he's ever been to.

Where was he?

Solomon gladly answered, "It was far too cold for you outside, you were freezing. So Zeus went to get you, you're in their room."

Well, if this was the room of a god, it was far more colorful that he'd ever imagine. Like, he'd expect it to have more white and gold and not so much purple, blue and pink. The floors were a reddish brown, so cool!

Also, he felt great. Like, actually great, "Wow, I'd forgotten one'd feel this good" levels of great. Well, he did feel a little congested; but nothing else hurting absolutely outweigh it!

He heard the door open, and in front of him was a goddess he hadn't met, tho he didn't need Solomon to tell him who she was. That was Hera, if the crown and the peacock-feather necklace were any indicators.

He wondered if he should vow; before Hercules chimed in, saying it's better to play it safe with her. So he vowed.

"There is no need for that," she said. "You're Billy, correct?" He nodded. "Then know that you're as much mine as you're my husband's."

He didn't really understand what she meant by that. But it didn't matter at the moment.

"They've been anxious to see you; so, if you feel alright at the moment, join us in the conference room." Was the last thing she said before turning around and leaving.

He wanted to ask where that was, but Solomon was kind enough to drop a map of the palace in his mind. A little too much information, but it was useful.

He navigated the halls, Mercury creating an arrow towards the destination inside his mind.

In the meantime; he looked around, his brain trying to register every single detail of the place. He’d been to Olympus before, but only as Marvel. When he had a bigger reason to be there, and he instinctually knew where everything was, nothing could surprise him in those moments.

Now everything surprised him. The halls were more like several open rooms, one next to the other. Ten people could be side to side, and they could still walk comfortably. There are also a lot of trash cans, not sure why they would need them tho.

Before he could open the door to the conference room; Mercury ran out of it, tackling him in a hug. He didn't even notice when he stopped being outside the room, and started being inside it.

In one couch was Solomon, beside him was probably Athena. Both were invested in their respective books, but no doubt noticed him. Hercules and Achilles were in another, playing some type of war board game; he honestly couldn't tell who was winning, maybe neither.

Atlas wasn’t there; an image of him holding the sky was pushed to the front of his mind, so that was probably why. Mercury and Hermes were playing some type of game so fast, it was like they weren't moving at all.

And he was seated between Zeus and Hera. They seemed ok with it, the lighting god picked him up and put him on their lap. “How are you feeling now, my champion?” They asked, petting his head.

“Better now, thank you.” He answered truthfully, he felt so much better.

“Are you going to tell him or are you stalling?” Mercury questioned. The king gave a low growl. “They were getting to that.” Hera answered for them.

He turned to the god with curiosity. They put him off their lap, and moved so they could see face to face. Hera moved so she was standing by their side, and pulled some paper from she knows where.

“Well, ...” They stalled, “we are having a baby.” That surprised him, he was somewhat sure they didn't have children since Diana and Donna, much less with their wife. But it was an eventuality. “Oh, congratu—” He was interrupted by Hera slamming the papers in front of him, “It’s you, sign here.”

It would be silent if not for Hercules, trying and failing to hold his laughter. But he was the only one laughing.

Solomon didn’t even pause his reading; Athena did but wasn’t showing any reaction, positive or negative; Achilles was taking advantage of Hercules distraction to cheat the game; Mercury and Hermes were jumping in place; and Atlas, inside his mind, was looking at the situation bored.

Hera had the same serious face as the moment she presented the documents; and Zeus wasn’t laughing, but blushing. So it wasn’t a joke; or the joke was how they told him and not what.

He probably looked like a fish out of water. “... Why?”

Solomon answered, to Zeus relieve, “Because of your situation, it puts you at risk. And you wouldn't accept being adopted by any ‘normal’ family because of your experiences, so this is the best we could come up with.”

He closed his book, “You won’t have to worry about being a homeless teen anymore. Olympus will always be open to you, for you to rest and for you to eat. You won’t have to worry about keeping heroism from your family, because they already know and support you. You won’t have to worry about CPS, the gods have their ways in the systems; you’ll be officially adopted.”

“And if the Justice League finds out, there’ll be nothing they can do about it.” That last part, admittedly, caught his attention more than the rest.

“Explain.”

“If you stay homeless, and they find out, they won’t stop until they make sure you find a home. Because they are ‘heroes’. If you find a human family, and they find out, they can tell them; about you being Captain Marvel, and get you grounded. Which would be detrimental to your position as Champion of Magic; and, therefore, all Magic.”

They met eyes. “But if you stay, they can’t do anything. They cannot take you away, we’ll always find you. They cannot ban you from heroism, we won’t let them, you’ll be a hero for as long as you want. And if they try to ‘kick you out’ or to put you in a different team or treat you different because of your age...”

Hermes completed the thought, “We have a lot of connections, we ARE connections. If they try to leave you without resources, we’ll leave them without help.”

“Okay, pause.” He stopped them from trying to convince him further, “I’m in with no needing to worry about rest, food, or the JL. HOWEVER,” he continued before Mercury could celebrate, “... The ‘leave them without help’, I’m not down with that. They are still heroes, they need the resources to help more people, so... Instead of ‘make it impossible for them to be heroes’, just ‘not help them if they ask’ and ‘leave them to get the resources by their own’? Please.”

He looked towards the god king, “You are too kind for your own good, Billy.”

“Wasn’t that a requirement for the Champion position?” He pointed out.

They sighed, “Fine. If they terminate your position as a teammate; downgrade you; or act different towards you, because of your identity, the Greek and Roman pantheons will cease any help towards them. Leaving them to their own resources.”

“That’s better. Now, where do I have to sign?”

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Prompt:

Second part:

[howellfotography]

Reentry

62 years ago today on May 15, 1963, astronaut Gordon Cooper lifted off in the Faith 7 capsule on the final mission of the Mercury program, Mercury-Atlas 9. Faith 7 now hangs in a gallery at Space Center Houston, where I shot this photo. The effect was achieved by zooming while shooting at a slow shutter speed, handheld, Nikon D90, 18-200.

[lonestarflight]

View of Earth taken by astronaut John H. Glenn Jr. during his Mercury Atlas 6 (MA-6) spaceflight.

Date: February 20, 1962

NASA ID: S62-06014

[smbhax]

Captain Marvel Adventures #6, January 1942. Cover pencils & inks by Marc Swayze.

Info from @grandcomicsdatabase

[puppetmaster13u]

   “Did you seriously have to choose ‘usernames’ for this?” Billy blinked in utter befuddlement at the words in the corner of his vision, even if he knew it was all in his head. All in his magic or something. It wasn’t like the wizard had exactly explained anything. 

   Several voices responded with far too much smugness or delight, save for Marvel. Actually- “Um, why is the cap’ labeled as moderator?” he knew he shouldn’t have told them about streaming and chats, he knew he shouldn’t have. “Hold up, why is my name showing up in… uh, chat?” 

   Well, at least it wasn’t his full name or something, because he had no idea if other magic users or telepaths could see it. The fact he could both hear and see the gods- even if half of them actually weren’t- was just another thing he’d get used to. 

   He’d gotten used to hearing Solomon after all, even if it took a solid week to stop jumping whenever they piped up. So it couldn’t be much different to get used to the rest and well, the Marvel that was pretty much the amalgamation of all the past users. 

  Oh no did this mean he counted as haunted? Would someone try to exorcize him? Oh no, he didn’t have to avoid everyone for the rest of his life, did he? That would suck, especially seeing as how he needed to get food somehow, even if it was through the trash-

 HeralKeys: I will give you temporary super strength in your mortal form if you punch one of those blue boys you don’t like

   Nevermind, he’d have to be a hermit because of the dead egging him on-

 IAMSPEED: Do it and I’ll give you my speed for the day, no questions :) 

   Billy… was probably going to regret this, but honestly Solomon was the only one protesting. If the marvels thought it was fine, then it’d be okay, right? Besides, what was the worst that could happen, someone catches a street kid using super speed on video?

Also known as where Billy can use the powers he has in Marvel form at different points because the divine twitch chat did the equivalent of a donation. $5? They can't do that, but what about 5 hours of Solomon's wisdom while he tries to figure out magic?

[gundamfight]

[stone-cold-groove]

Adhesive color plates for Science Services’ Science Program series booklet Man in Space. Nelson Doubleday - 1965.

[hypfden]

Why is almost every blue character a bisexual. This phenomena needs to be studied

[vincentvega0721]

The Powers Of SHAZAM!!!

[yourfavouritefighter]

HELLO CAP MARVEL FANS I BRING YOU AN OFFERING

CAP AND BILLY DESIGNS

AND AND AND

PATRON DESIGNS

yes i made all of this just to make a divine twitch chat au joke, no i do not regret it

[blue-drink]

Baby in the Watchtower (He is Baby pt. 2)

“Marvel!” He turned around to see an exited Flash right in his face.

He stepped back a little, “Woah, what is it?” He asked.

“Bats gave us permission to hold a little party—,” he fake-coughed, “reunion, on the Watchtower, in 3 hours.” The speedster jumped while whispering, “We are planing to connect a Switch to the presentation screen.”

“Oh, well. Have fun.” He wasn’t really sure why he was telling him that, tho.

“Aren’t you coming?” Oh, that’s why.

The Captain wondered for a moment, but his thoughts were interrupted, “Sorry, Billy. But we already made plans, remember?” That’s true; even with the signed documents, they still had to ‘move some strings’ so he was officially adopted in Fawcett’s records and completely recognized as a child of Zeus on Olympus.

His smile faltered a little, he hoped Flash didn’t see it. “Ah, sorry. I have places to go, family matters, y’know?”

For a second Flash looked disappointed, before widening his eyes and asking “Wait, you have a family? Wait, wait, that came out wrong.”

He breathed for a second before trying again, “Well, everyone in the League thought you did not have a secret identity. Because you do not hide your face, and all.”

Solomon, secretly as much of a trickster as the rest, guided him on how to respond.

“Ah, well, you weren’t wrong.”

“Wait-what?”

“Technically it’s not official yet, that’s what I’ve to take care today; and I’ve only been with them for...” “A month,” Mercury whispered in his mind; it was a lie, but it was to throw them off track. “For a month.” He lied.

“How does that even happen???” The hero asked, confused.

“Supes is eavesdropping, answer truthfully to avoid suspicion.” Hercules informed.

“I... Didn’t have a family. I was living on the streets. I’m better now, tho!” He quickly reassured before anyone could start scolding him for keeping that to himself. “I’m fine. I’m going to fix some papers to be officially part of the family.”

“You were on the streets????? And you didn’t tell us???”

He did not know how to keep talking about this, so he let Atlas take control for a bit, “I did not know any better.” It wasn’t a lie, all his foster homes were worse. That would not be how they would be interpreting.

“I found a place, they even know I’m a hero!”

“That’s... So cool buddy.” The speedster said, trying to sound positive, but grimacing all the same. “I’m so happy for you.”

“It’s true, he is happy for you getting a family, but he is sad for you having to live in the streets in the past.” Solomon decoded for him.

“Thank you!” He exclaimed happily, with seemed to make the other more uncomfortable; but his patrons family told him not to mind him, that it was ok.

“Well, see you around!” He said, turning to the Zeta tubes.

“Bye bye.” Flash said, failing to meet his excitement.

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“New Marvel lore just dropped!” The speedster exclaimed, running into the room.

“Dude, the party does not start in 2 hours— I mean, the reunion—”

“I know you wanted it to throw a game party,” Batman interrupted. “What were you saying about Captain Marvel?”

“Okay, okay,” Flash jumped into his seat, “so, you remember that bet about if he does or not have a S.I. (Secret Identity)?”

“You got an answer???” Green Lantern questioned.

“I think so? Now the question is if that bet counts until last month or currently.”

“Wha-” Aquaman asked, confused.

“I invited him to the party, and he kinda looked sad for a second, and then he told me he had ‘family matters’ to attend to.”

“So he does have a S.I.! How does he keep it shut?”

“He also, kinda, implied that that was new. He said that...” He paused. “It turns out he was homeless.”

“... What?” That came from Bats, surprisingly high-pitched as well.

“He was living in the streets until a month ago. He said that technically he wasn’t a part of the family officially yet, that he was going to fix that today.”

“Sometimes I forget heroism isn’t a paid job.” Wonder Woman said, “Oh, brother.”

“Is this information confirmed in any way?” Batman asked; if the facts could be a misunderstanding, he would need to know so before putting them in the Captain’s archive.

“I was eavesdropping,” Superman admitted, “his heart rate and breathing were steady, unlike when he does pranks. And he wouldn’t lie about something like this.”

Martian Manhunter raised his hand, “sometimes I received feeling of worry about food and warm places from him, even when avoiding looking into his mind, until recently. Not exactly one month, but that could be because he is used to worrying about it.”

“Now that I think about it, maybe that’s why he doesn’t wear a mask;” Arthur said. “He didn’t have anything nor anyone, so he didn’t worry about losing anything by having his identity revealed.”

“That doesn’t explain why he didn’t tell us.” GL counter-argumented.

“His villains know. In the recordings, they seem to reference a secret identity they know; and if they knew about him being homeless, it would explain them targeting almost empty buildings. That’s probably where he was staying.” Gotham’s knight answered, “And maybe it wasn’t about us finding out about someone, but us finding out about his situation.”

“He is the type to refuse help if he thinks it comes from pity.” Diana added.

“... What now?” The situation was too unexpected, and Flash needed some hint on how to proceed.

“Now, nothing changes. He hates pity; and if he needs help, his new family will provide it for him. Treat him the same you have always treated him.” Bats answered. “If anything, make sure not to say anything that may be hurtful towards his situation.”

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“Oops,” Marvel said. “Double oops,” Billy responded.

“It seems the spell from that user has interfered with the transformation.” Solomon explained through Marvel.

“Well, I can see that. What do we do now?”

“Wait a sec, I’m asking Hecate.” Mercury answered this time. “Okay, that spell is still in you— our? Marvel’s system; if we try to de-transform again it could fragment us further, which is no good, and we can’t re-integrate until it’s out.”

“How long?” “At least two days.”

“Wha— I have a JL meeting! Today!”

“I’m sure we can manage,” Achilles proclaimed confidently.

“Ah-ha, sure. Because any of you know how to act like Captain Marvel.” Billy said, sarcastically.

“I have an idea.” Zeus said.

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“Hey, I kinda have a problem.” Receiving a text from Captain Marvel was not a common occurrence, so Batman was rightfully intrigued.

“Explain”

“I know I have to go to the meeting, I know it's important. But I kinda have to take care of one of my family members. He’s a kid and everyone is busy today, and he really loves superheroes, so if I could?”

“Doesn’t he have school?” The bat questioned. “He is homeschooled” The captain explained. “He is a really, really good kid, I promise”

He was going to regret it. “Very well, but he is your responsibility”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Batman, sir!”

He closed the chat, and opened another with Clark and Diana. “Captain Marvel will bring a child he is babysitting to the meeting, pass the word.”

Let’s hope this wouldn’t be a complete chaos.

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“Captain Marvel, now arriving.” “Unknown, Captain Marvel’s guess, now arriving.” The Zeta tube prompted.

“Yo, Cap,” Barry appeared in front of them, “who’s the kid?”

The child imminently peaked up, “Oh, gods. Hello, Mr. Flash, sir.”

The speedster felt déjà vu. “Hello, little guy. What’s your name?”

The kid putted, “I’m Billy, and for your information I’m eleven and a half!”

He laughed, “not so big if you are still counting the half.”

“That half is 5% of my life, or 2 years of yours.” Billy said with an almost creepy smile.

He turned to the Captain, “dude, what’s wrong with your kid?”

Marvel just smiled, “Oh, come on. He’s just playing.”

“He called me an old man!”

“First, no he didn’t. That words haven’t left his mouth.”

“He implied it!”

“Second, you implied he was a baby.”

“What a menace.” The speedster gave up. “Anyway, let’s go.”

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“Is everybody here now?” Superman asked, ignoring the exited squeaks from Billy.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m late.” Marvel answered.

The meeting started; a bit boring. Passing reports, making sure everything of the JL was in order.

An hour later; they were technically done, but could not leave until Bats gave them the thumps up.

“Hey, kid, look.” Hal said, making forms with his ring. Billy praised it like he hadn’t seen it a hundred times before.

“That is SO COOL, Mr. Green Lantern, sir!” He exclaimed.

Quickly, all the members noticed the resemblance between the Captain and Billy. Which, for them, was weird. He had only been part of the family for a few months, how could the kid act so much like him? Were all people in Fawcett like this?

That was assuming he wasn’t related to Captain Marvel; but, taking into account that he had managed to hide being homeless for a year, it was possible he was Marvel’s child.

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He was searching information about the kid; of course he was, he is Batman.

William ‘Billy’ Joseph Batson, orphan at 5, disappeared from foster care at 8 and reappeared a few months ago. Was homeless, until a couple found and adopted him. ‘Jove Olympia’; he opened one of his archives, this one on Greek mythology, and ran a facial recognition program. 90% match between ‘Jove’ and one of Zeus’ statues.

The facts were clear. The Captain, C. C. Batson, pronounced dead, transformed into the god's avatar, found his son Billy running from CPS and ended up living in the streets with him to protect him.

December is specially harsh on the homeless; the Captain probably asked, begged, his patron to take his son to safety. And so he did.

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