I'm back~ Did you miss me? Probably not. I wasn't really gone all that long. But I return bringing good news! The first piece of good news is that you're getting a new chapter. "When?" You ask, leaning forward eagerly, eyes wide, hands clasped, "When are you granting us a brand new chapter?" Do not fret, dear reader, for you are getting a new chapter RIGHT NOW. But do not hold your celebration, my sweet, for I still have more wondrous news to excite and amaze you! Soon this fanfiction will be getting cover art! Yes, I have drawn a marvelous picture that I put a ton of work into (even flipping through Daredevil comic books for reference!), and once my printer/scanner is fixed, I'm going to scan it to my computer, color it, and upload it the same day I add a new chapter. So...yay! Also I figured out how to check the views for this thing… shout out to all you readers in the U.S., Mexico, the Netherlands, China, Australia and the Czech Revar (wot?). I love you all very much. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this here chapter. (Maybe leave a review so I know how I'm doing!)
A little while later Foggy Nelson entered the Javawocky Cafe alongside some guy named Emmett, who was kind enough to find the dorm room where he and Matt would be staying. Foggy couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, partially because some big shot professor called him and Matt out to Massachusetts to give a lecture, but Harvard Law School only provided them a dorm room, like they were some college freshman, and partially because he didn't get a cute girl to show him around. Internally he realised that if he had everything that his partner and best friend had going for him (i.e. attractive face/body, blindness,lawyer by day superhero by night…) at least ten cute girls would offer to help him find where he needed to go. But no. Foggy was stuck with Emmett. It wasn't like there was anything wrong with Emmett or anything. He was a nice enough guy, and it seemed to be his job to help people around campus figure shit out. (Emmett had actually said that he was helping out the very same professor who summoned him and Matt, but Foggy wasn't paying much attention at the time)
So there they stood, Foggy was looking for Matt, and Emmett was making sure that Foggy found everything okay before leaving, because he really was a nice guy. Soon enough Foggy spotted his blind companion and made his way over to him, some how not surprised that he was already chatting up a beautiful woman. He gave Matt a look that clearly meant Seriously? Already? You haven't even been here an hour. It was so clear that Matt didn't even need to be able to see to interpret it.
Emmett followed Foggy over to the table, because he figured he might as well introduce himself to Foggy's friend, but also because he recognized that blonde woman, even if he only saw her from behind.
"Elle? What are you doing here? I thought you hated the cafes on campus. You said they were too drab, or something…" Emmett questioned, although he was glad to see her. He found Elle refreshing...not like the other girls he met at Harvard, although it's true her reasons for coming are a little unorthodox… Even still he saw potential in her, and he knew that she'd actually be a great lawyer if she was more driven.
"I promised I'd bring Bruiser sparkling water. He can't stand the flat water here, you know? But I had to make sure I was back in time to meet Warner in the quad." Elle explained, like it was nothing. Emmett smiled, like he didn't find bringing your dog sparkling water was strange, and like he didn't know that every time Warner was mentioned Elle's I.Q. went down to 4.
Foggy looked at Matt, and Matt looked in the general direction of the silhouette of Foggy that his radar sense was able to make out, somehow surprised that the two people they knew on campus knew each other. Matt wondered who Bruiser was, as Elle had told him about Warner, Vivian, some of her professors, Enid, and a few other people, but never anything about Bruiser. (His thoughts weren't serious all the time.)
"Ohmigosh, I like totally forgot to introduce you guys!" Elle said suddenly, feeling like she had committed a travesty. She stood up, gently pulling Matt up by the arm.
"Emmett, this is blind Matt Murdock. He's blind. So don't hold out your hand for him to shake because he won't know. Wait for him to do that. Matt, this is Emmett Forrest. He's a dork. You need to hold out your hand for him to shake so he doesn't think you're rude. He can see, so it's okay." Matt couldn't keep from chuckling as he shook the hand of the other man.
"You know...most people just say Matt Murdock." He said to Elle, good naturedly as Foggy laughed softly in the background, remembering the time when they were in college and he had taken Matt's cane and pretended to be him, claiming watch out, I'm Blind Matt Murdock. Matt had responded the same way then.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Emmett." Matt added good naturedly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Matt." Emmett responded, returning the courtesy. The two men were about to sit back down when Elle spoke up again.
"Matt! Now you have to introduce me to your friend! Look at him, all lonely and awkward."
"I would if I could." Matt responded in a serious tone, although in all actuality he was still in a very light hearted mood. Nothing seemed serious around Elle. He couldn't exactly say what it was, but he could only assume it was her personality.
"Ohmigosh I didn't mean it like that ohmigosh I'm so sorry!" Elle looked from Matt, to Emmett, to Foggy, and back again, feeling like an idiot for the millionth time that day.
"I'm joking, Elle." Matt assured her, allowing her time to collect herself before continuing, "Elle, this is my law partner and good friend, Foggy Nelson. Foggy, this is my newfound acquaintance, Elle Woods." Foggy and Elle shook hands, before Foggy turned to Matt.
"And by the way, Matt. I am your best friend. Don't demote our friendship status just so you can seem cool and independent to your new lady friend." He said, although he and Matt both knew that they were definitely best friends. It didn't have to be said. Foggy was pretty much Matt's only family, even if they weren't related by blood. They both knew that their friendship status never had to be stated out loud because it just was, and neither Matt, nor Foggy, was afraid to admit that in so many ways they needed each other.
Okay so I was going to make this longer, but then I got into that last paragraph about Matt and Foggy's relationship so I'm ending this chapter here. Honestly though, Matt and Foggy are the J.D. and Turk of the Marvel Universe. (Foggy being J.D., obviously.) I'm not even giving this chapter a long outro, mostly because my cat is being adorable on my floor. So I leave you with this: Be kind to one another. Treat each other with respect, and with kindness. Treat everybody you meet with the same compassion and understanding that you would to a close friend or to a family member. Do not do it for hope of personal gain, do it because every person deserves to be treated in such a matter, regardless of race, gender, sexual identity, ethnicity, class, weight, or any other reason people choose to discriminate against each other for. You never know who you might be helping. Although we can't all have Daredevil's hyper senses, we can all be superheros if we just work to make ourselves the best we can be, if we all try to help people who really need it and take the time to remember how beautiful it is that we are alive today, for there are so many people who have lost that right. You are all wonderful people, I hope to see you for the next chapter.