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I've always wanted to read something like this. Well, okay, there are fem!Dick out there, but all of them are pretty sexist. In this story Dick is not going to be a damsel in distress. Her name's Reyna and nothing can break her- or so she thinks. Review with any cannons and ideas you want to read, because I will write. This story is probably going to be a series of shots in the beginning of her life. See any corrections to be made? Should I continue?
Synopsis
An AU where Dick Grayson is female, and with a couple new twists here and there.
To Mary and John Grayson she is Reyna Grayson, their daughter. To protect her from human trafficking (a danger in the circus business) they disguise her as Richard Grayson, the youngest of the Flying Graysons. After the drama, she ends up in Gotham per her father's will.
The name at the top in bold will tell you what perspective the chapter is. Anything in italics are either in Romani or for emphasis.
Reyna
Reyna reached for the plate of cookies she knew would always be on the small kitchen countertop.
"Don't you dare, my little robin!"
Reyna sent a glare towards her mother, who was still putting on makeup.
"Mama, I wouldn't be hungry if you didn't take so long putting on your makeup! Mister Haley will be mad at us if we're late for the stage!"
A pause,
"Plus, Mister Haley promised me that I could spend some time with Aran at the ticket booth if we were early…"
Her mother glared at her, "First of all, understand that I expect you to speak English when spoken in English to. If I were to let you run around with that Russian boy selling tickets speaking Romani- it would be a wonder if there were even one person sitting in the audience!"
Reyna looked down, blushing, not that you could tell much under her tan, "Yes, Mama."
Her father laughed his deep throaty laugh where he leaned on the wall across from her, "I bet the little robin is not even hungry! Reyna is just nervous for her performance tonight!"
Reyna blushed even deeper, "No I'm not Papi!"
"Who would have ever thought Reyna would be nervous? I thought that wasn't even in her dictionary!" Her father teaser her with a sparkle in his eye.
Her mother rolled her eyes, putting the makeup set away and getting up. Reyna blushed even deeper, embarrassed at her mother's remark. It was not that she could not speak English, it was just sometimes hard to notice what language she was hearing or speaking- they all usually just blended together in her brain.
Reyna never understood why her mother even needed makeup; the Romani features, long brown hair, beautiful tan skin and curved hazel eyes made her beautiful. Reyna would always be jealous of her mother's features. Thanks to her father, she had unruly black hair and light blue eyes that stood shockingly out of her tan skin- the only thing she got from her mother. She self-consciously smoothed down her short boy-cut as her father took her by the shoulders and guided her out of the family trailer.
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