This one's a response to the YJCF thread Scent Challenge-with a twist. You get a scent and you can choose a character and a twist. Poster of the challenge was ChuChuMarshmallow.
Uh, I think it was kat414, an anon again, who wanted some hurt/comfort between them, and I got the prompt and their review, and I figured, well, what the heck, let's try it this way. I hope I got enough hurt/comfort mixed in!
My prompt was Cinnamon, character Dick Grayson/Robin, and twist-the emergency room. That's twice now that there's been an emergency room involved. With Dick. Either I'm REALLY enamored with emergency rooms, or I'm trying to tell myself something. Or Dick. Either way.
The answer of last chapter's first question: Who said 'Oh, what's in a name?', what book/movie/etc. is it from, and who wrote/directed the book/movie/etc. In order:
Juliet (Capulet)
Romeo and Juliet (a play)
William Shakespeare
The second question: Which D-name of a certain Batkid did I use? Damian. From Damian Wayne, the fourth Robin, and the biological son to Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul. I'm not a TOTAL noob! *didn't know about Tim, Jason, or Damian until someone mentioned in the forums that they weren't sure if it was Dick or Tim in the series*
More fun! Which House character did I throw in for a little fun?
The Great Cinnamon Challenge
"Dude!" Wally said as he raced over to the table. Roy hadn't heard the door open, which meant that the teen had vibrated through the wall and now had a nosebleed. "Guess what?"
"You're here and you have a nosebleed?" Roy guessed, standing from his chair. He and Dick were playing chess in Roy's apartment. He tossed a towel to the speedster. "Stop bleeding on my floor, it's reserved for my blood. And you shouldn't scare my neighbors, I've had the police called twice this month already."
"What a way to look at it," Dick laughed, moving his queen two spaces diagonally. "Don't bleed on the floor and don't scare the neighbors. Are you gonna post them on the wall or something?"
"You know, I just might with all you guys coming around," Roy said thoughtfully, moving his remaining rook forward a space to block Dick's queen from taking his king. "Might stop one squirt from coming in through the windows and the other through the walls."
"Hey!" Dick and Wally protested together. "Don't call me squirt!"
"Then grow," Roy chuckled, stopping when Dick moved a pawn to the end of the board and requested a rook. "How?"
"I moved a pawn," Dick snorted, watching Roy move his bishop to take out a knight. He moved the rook he just got back towards him three spaces. "Check."
Wally pouted since he wasn't the center of attention anymore, and tipped both Roy and Dick's kings over and scattering the rest of the plastic pieces around. "OK, can we listen to me now?"
"Not while you sound like you shoved peas up your nose. Again," Dick said, packing the set away.
"Whatever!" Wally said, throwing the towel at the Boy Wonder, who threw it back. "Besides, I have the best idea ever!"
"What?"
"Cinnamon challenge!"
"What?" Roy and Dick asked at the same time, watching the speedster as he grabbed two spoons and a fairly tall container of spice.
"You get a spoonful of ground cinnamon and you have to swallow it without the help of water, and if you use water, you fail," Wally explained, handing the reluctant Dick and Roy the spoons.
"This can't possibly be a good idea," Roy said doubtfully. "I mean, I've heard of it, and it's said to be impossible."
"Dude, it's totally possible!" Wally said. "Haven't you ever seen the videos for it?"
"…No."
"Can't say that I have."
Wally's eyes practically bugged out of his head. "How could you NOT have seen it?" he asked. "It's been on AFV, all over Youtube, I think it's even been on World's Dumbest…"
"You are speaking to the two guys who are more likely to be out fighting crime, doing homework, or going to work rather than watching Youtube or TV, you know that, right?" Roy asked, leveling a sideways look at Wally.
Wally's face lit up in a grin. They wouldn't know what the most likely scenario would be, and this would be a perfect opportunity to videotape it. "Wait just one second," Wally said, speeding off. He was back before the door had even hit the wall, holding a video camera. "OK, get your spoons ready!"
Wally clicked the camera on as Roy wrestled with the cap of the container. "Dude, it won't come off, what'd you do, glue it on?" Roy asked, then spotted the red light on the camera. "Wally, turn it off!"
"No way, this is gonna be epic!" Wally laughed, dodging out of Roy's reach. He turned the camera around to speak to it. "Hi, this is Wally, Robin, and Red Arrow. They're going to be attempting the cinnamon challenge for themselves, against my wishes, of course."
"Dude, what are you telling the camera?" Dick asked, looking over Wally's shoulder. "Are you lying to it?"
"No!" Wally protested half-heartedly.
"Don't believe him, he's the one who came up with this idea," Dick said, rolling his eyes. "Great, now I'm doing it!"
"Here you go," Roy said, handing a generous spoonful of cinnamon to Dick. "When we show him how to do this properly, we'll kick his ass."
"You'd have to catch me first," Wally said, turning the camera back onto the two others. "OK, ready? Wait, let me get a couple glasses of water out for when you FAIL."
"This cinnamon smells awesome," Roy said, albeit a little randomly.
"We're not gonna fail!" Dick snorted, watching as Wally backed up. "R, you make no sense sometimes. Cheers." He and Roy put the spoons in their mouth and began to swallow.
For about ten seconds, nothing happened, but Wally began to laugh at the look on Dick's face. "Dude, you look like you're gonna puke!"
Dick shook his head furiously, trying to work his mouth to get the cinnamon down. "This dries out your mouth," he said, or tried to. His mouth was still coated in cinnamon.
"Mmft," Roy agreed, but didn't actually say anything remotely legible. A small puff of cinnamon came out.
"My nose is burning, dude!" Dick said, grabbing one of the glasses that Wally had set out. "What the hell did you do to that cinnamon?"
"Nothing, I swear to God, it's just cinnamon!" Wally laughed, nearly rolling on the floor.
Roy, just barely in the camera's view now, stood up victoriously. "Got it!" he yelled, triumphant.
"Let's see," Wally said, bringing the camera in close to Roy's mouth. "Yes, he's got it folks!" Wally cheered, bringing the shot back out. "Let's see what's happening with Rob now."
"I think you got it," Roy said firmly, pulling the camera out of Wally's hands. He turned the record button off. "You better not be showing that to anyone."
"Just Friday at movie night in the mountain," Wally said innocently. "We'll even invite you to watch it, too." He took a double look at Dick. "D, you don't look so hot."
Roy set the camera down. "Uh, is he having an allergic reaction?"
Dick was practically hyperventilating over the sink. "Something," he groaned, rinsing his mouth again. "This is horrible stuff."
"Come here," Roy said, grabbing a bucket and shoving it in the Boy Wonder's arms. He pulled the younger out of the apartment, with Wally holding open doors and getting the elevator called. "Come on, squirt, you're going to the hospital. Again."
The small Ford Fiesta was parked in front of the emergency room, and Roy, Wally, and Dick were sitting in the waiting room. Dick finally stopped hyperventilating, but was beginning to develop red spots on his arms and face.
"Grayson?" a nurse called, about an hour after they'd walked in.
Roy and Wally followed, Roy more for administrative purposes and Wally simply because he was worried about his friend. Dick was still holding onto the bucket, but he'd never actually thrown up yet.
"What happened that you came to the emergency room now?" Dr. Hadley, Roy's regular doctor and the one they dealt most with whenever they were in this emergency room, asked. She sounded a little more than exasperated at seeing the three of them again.
"Cinnamon challenge, I think he's allergic," Roy said shortly.
"I see." Hadley did a quick exam, then looked up. "What were you doing, doing the cinnamon challenge?"
"He egged us on until we did it," Dick said, slightly hoarse, as he pointed at Wally. "I've never reacted to cinnamon before, though, and I thought it tasted funny."
"Uh, yeah, about that…" Wally said, scuffing the floor with a sneaker. "Uh, there might've been something else in the cinnamon, which is why it really was glued shut…"
"What did you put in it?" Dick asked, glaring.
"…"
"I didn't hear that," Hadley said, looking at the fifteen-year-old."
"I mixed a little garlic in, OK?" Wally burst out. "I didn't think it was too big a deal, it'd just make it more interesting."
"I've eaten garlic before too, and never reacted," Dick said, shrugging. "So, am I fit to go?"
"It should disappear within a couple hours. If not, just come back in," Hadley sighed, waving the boys out the door. "Don't do it again!"
"Oh, he won't, will he, Roy?" Dick asked, grinning at the older.
"No he won't, squirt," Roy said, cracking his knuckles.
"Uh, guys?" Wally asked, noting the gleam in their eyes. "Uh, I have to use the bathroom. Excuse me, nurse? Could you direct me to the nearest men's room? Preferably one with a window?"
Cinnamon and garlic are real allergies, I actually looked them up. I hope it's good, ChuChuMarshmallow! And everyone else, of course! Remember that I'm always open to questions, comments, concerns, ideas, or that ever-important CONCRIT!
