Stoplight Colored
Chapter 4: Richard? Who do you love?
Richard's head was pounding as he regained consciousness from his concussion. "Well, good morning Master Dick. Good to see you're awake. How are you feeling?" Alfred said as he walked into the room with a tray of waffles and scrambled eggs. Dick took the tray from Alfred and began to shove the syrup-drowned waffles into his mouth, but stopped briefly when the pounding returned. "Have I been asleep all morning, Alfred?" Dick asked holding his head, and examining the stitches he found with the tips of his fingers. "You've been unconscious for about a day, Master Dick," explained Alfred as he left. Richard lay down on the small cot for the infirmary and closed his eyes. He wasn't really shocked that he had received a concussion in result of banging his head constantly on the wall. But what was really on his mind was the fiery red head girl he had met as a teenager. Why hadn't she called him about this? Why did her daughter just appear out of thin air? And why did she just disappear and not come to see him after all of these years? Just then he remembered how beautiful he thought she was and the first time they kissed. The silence was almost even enjoyable, but out of nowhere the doors of the infirmary flew open.
Babs was running through the doorway lunging at him screaming, "Richard, my darling! OH MY GOD!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY POOR SWEETUMS?!" Although Babs had burst through into the room, Dick was in such a trance thinking about Starfire or the now known Kori that he didn't even see or hear her come in. And no matter how much she screamed and wailed her concern and pet names for him, Richard didn't give her a single glance. Then he remembered the picture that had caused him to enter into one of his now more frequent trances. Richard reached into his pocket, and sure enough the folded picture that was supposedly impossible to get was there before him. Dick immediately got up from the small cot, skillfully avoided and maneuvered around the ranting Babs, and left without giving her a moment's concern.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Mari's point of view)
Mari couldn't help laughing out loud as she went through the scrapbook of Kori's teenage years. She had learned so much about everyone in this household from just looking at the scrapbook. But one thing puzzled her, it made sense that the scrapbook followed her life; but when it got to the point where she was dating her dad, pages were clearly torn out of the book. Mari had always wondered what could've happened to Kori for her to want to tear a part of her life apart. She quickly pushed it aside as she entered the dining hall that she had been interrogated in.
Everyone who occupied the long, dining table consisted of Garfield, Cyborg, Raven, Rose, and Trent. The room acting like a hallway was dead silent; anyone who entered the place would think that someone had died. Something was seriously messed up, especially since Garfield wasn't trying to crack any jokes. Mari awkwardly walked in and took a seat between Trent and Rose. All of them looked like the living dead just sitting there waiting for Alfred to bring in their usual breakfast. Mari felt their dead personalities settle into place around her and placed the scrapbook in front of her on the table. Flipping through the pages, she came onto one specific one that made her smirk out loud breaking the steady silence. Five sets of eyes set on her, turning her pale face blood red. "What's so funny?" Cyborg couldn't help but ask out of curiosity. Mari slightly pushed the scrapbook to Cyborg, who was conveniently sitting across from her. Cyborg's human half of his face lit up and he began to laugh hysterically. It was so funny that tears and oil were coming out of both of his eyes, human and mechanic.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(Richard's point of view)
Richard had found himself drawn to the media room and standing dead center in front of the gigantic stereo system. Walking up to it he recalled the key, the one to get him behind. (If you're confused just chill) He lifted one of his fingers and hesitantly pressed the skip, play, stop, and pause buttons in that order. The stereo system started to sink into the ground and uncovered a doorway. Richard slowly walked in remembering that the last time he had been here it had been in his early twenties when the team disbanded. The room was more like a training facility more than anything else, and it contained punching bags, dummies, some hands on weapons, and a floor for combat. The only thing that differentiated between this room and a normal training facility was the fact that it was lined with hundreds of pictures, posters, and news articles of the Teen Titans in Jump city. When the titans first disbanded Dick had gone into a state of denial; even though he would miss his team, he was in more denial than ever since Starfire had left in the dead of night with no trace of her left behind. From that point on, Dick never really was the same. His personality changed and he became more ignorant of what he truly wanted for himself. Richard felt a spark of anger and sadness and felt like beating the crap out of something. He removed his light blazer and white button up shirt to reveal a well-toned body. The first punching bag he found was soon turned into rainfall of shredded remains. Each punching bag he took out, he became angrier and angrier with himself. By the time his seventh punching bag was already dented and out of shape, tears were streaming out of his tightly shut eyes down his face. With a last blow with both of his fists being flung over his head hit the punching bag hard, caused him to slowly wind into a pit of sadness and despair. He opened one of his clutched fists to reveal the picture of him and Star smiling largely without a care in the world. And the one factor that had brought this upon him as he breathed heavily was the daughter he never knew he had…
Hey everyone we wrote wooooooo but it's 6:26 PM. So much for doing it in 3 hours, anyways, please review and eat cheese cookies!!! Don't do the second part or I will seriously question your sanity. But please REVIEW CAUSE IT MAKES ME HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
