Young Justice

Hey! Looks like Gardita's in the house!

-Ow! -Why didn't you tell me she was coming?

Hey, there, hi, there, ho, there, Gardita.

Hola.

Hello, boys.

It's so nice to see you again.

Garfield Logan, Queen Perdita,

meet my girlfriend, Traci.

She's a big fan.

I'm a big fan.

Hello, Traci, lovely to meet you.

Hey, Traci.

-(SQUEALS) -Ow!

Oh, and thanks, you guys, for keeping our arrival quiet.

What a relief not to have to deal with the paparazzi.

If you say so.

-(GIGGLES) -Yeah, I wouldn't know.

Now let's get this party started.

Um, this was supposed to be a team building day, right?

'Cause I'm feeling a little like a fifth, sixth, seventh wheel.

I mean, so where's the rest of the team?

Like, you know, Cassie.

Oh, she's in Gotham trying to salvage things with Tim.

I gotta get a girlfriend.

-(LIAN GIGGLING) -(APPLAUSE)

Nice of Tara and Brion to join us.

Yes, but I thought they were going to Taos.

Oh, well, Brion said...

"It's American Thanksgiving.

"Violet and Tara are the two people I'm most thankful for."

Since you decided to spend the day with us,

so did he.

-And Tara? -Well...

Tara's been through a lot.

You know, she doesn't talk much,

but she's here.

Crash, huh?

Yes, very "asterous."

Hello, everyone.

It's so nice of you to include me.

This car moves so slow!

Will someone please explain why this is even slightly crash?

My friend, sit back, relax,

and watch me terrorize the other drivers.

Well, now, that does put a new spin on things.

Drive on, amigo.

Oh, you'll pay for that, peasants!

-(THUD) -(GRUNTS)

Burn!

We got you good! (LAUGHS)

-Gotta get a girlfriend. -(LAUGHTER)

Forager has decided that Earth has all the best holidays.

Halloween has candy, and Thanksgiving...

Thanksgiving has everything.

Forager asks Victor Stone if holidays here are always crushing that magic.

Sorry, Bugg, ask someone else.

I'm not crushing anything right now.

Aw, girl, Victor Stone is not crushing anything.

Victor Stone is being crushed.

Forager must help uncrush Victor Stone.

What's wrong, Eduardo?

It's nothing, Your Highness.

No, no, stop that right now.

Garfield and I have a rule.

There is no "Your Highnesses," or "Your Majesties,"

or any of that among friends.

Then we'll start over.

What is wrong, Eduardo?

You stare at that girl.

You are concerned for her?

I failed her.

She's a newly minted meta-human,

and I was helping her learn to control her powers.

-And that didn't go well. -No.

She convinced herself that she needed that inhibitor collar.

I suppose it gave her the illusion of control.

Once she put it on,

something inside her just died.

And it breaks your heart.

Hi, I'm Perdita.

Oh, I know who you are,

Your Majesty.

Oh, I'm not anybody's majesty tonight.

I love your hair.

Your girl, she's pretty great.

Believe me, it's been noted.

Got you some cotton candy, amigo.

You sure about that?

Hey, it's a long way from the booth to here,

I got hungry.

So how's it going with the meta-kids at the center?

Mixed bag.

Some are really having trouble.

I wish I could do more.

More? You set this whole party up!

Sure, but I wish there was some

grand gesture I could make to truly inspire them.

That's the problem with the team.

The covert thing gets in the way of the inspiration thing.

It's... It's just not what I wanted when I came back.

The TV star likes the spotlight!

Ow!

Not cool!

It's not about that.

It's... It's about setting the right example.

Offering hope to meta-teens and kids.

-Could've used some more of that when we went meta. -Exactly.

And that's not all.

The game's rigged against us

by the Lex Luthors of this world.

We need to change...

Okay. (GROANS)

Maybe I did eat too much cotton candy.

Dizzy!

It's Vertigo.

That's Count Vertigo to you, peasant.

No... Perdita.

My dear niece,

I believe it's time for a family reunion.

Uncle...

You cannot win the crown by killing me.

You have so little imagination, child.

Bring her.

Lead the way, boss.

-(GRUNTS) Ow! -Karabast, girl.

That was pathetic.

Perdita!

Guys, don't get too close,

or Vertigo's power will have you feeling the mode.

Blue, can't your armor protect you, or compensate or something?

Apparently not.

So what... What do we do?

We follow Beast Boy, keep that whirly bird in sight and wait for our moment.

We will get Perdita back safe.

Victor Stone should come into the warm inside.

It's just "Vic," okay?

You don't have to say my whole name every time!

It makes you sound like my dad.

Ah, understood.

Now, will Vic come enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with Vic's hive?

I don't have a hive, Fred!

Vic does have a hive

with many drones who want to help Vic.

Don't you get it? I can't be helped!

Oh. (CLICKING TONGUE)

Mmm.

Caterpillar Vic cannot be helped,

but butterfly Vic can.

In any case...

Drones must feed, and drones should feed with hive.

Where drones can be warm.

Look, you like the hive so much, you go feed with it.

Victor Stone--

Go inside!

Warm up.

No one likes a frozen bug, okay?

Vic speaks true.

This is so frustrating!

We're so close, but we can't get any closer.

Scarab can stop the Count Vertigo, Jaime Reyes,

by blowing his vehicle out of the sky.

Scarab, no!

The goal is saving Perdita, not sending her to a fiery death.

It helps when you specify such things.

It's implied!

Scarab wanted to blow it up, didn't he?

How'd you guess?

You know,

I think I can bring it down without injury.

That should do it.

They'll have to make a controlled landing now.

I could've taken out the fuel line

with a precision attack.

Dude, you are the king of overkill.

You never suggest precision.

They're down, in the pueblo.

It was my first time making it. (CHUCKLES)

It's good, Artemis.

Thank you.

Could use a little salt.

Oh, not on the... -(CHOMPING)

Well, I must say,

my first American Thanksgiving has been lovely.