Stubborn
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Dick padded down the stairs of the Kent farm and walked into the kitchen.
He opened the fridge and was about to reach in when he heard someone say, "There's chocolate milk in there."
Dick jumped and looked over at the couch in the sitting room and saw Taylor sitting there.
"Crap! Don't do that!" he hissed.
Taylor smirked and sipped her own chocolate milk.
Dick grabbed the other carton of chocolate milk and walked into the sitting room. Taylor was sitting at the end of the couch facing the kitchen and Dick sat at the other end facing Taylor.
Dick had showered and changed clothes; now he was wearing an old pair of Clark's grey sweat pants and an old white T-shirt. He had slept for ages and it was now around three in the morning. He was thirsty and he had walked down to get a drink.
"Look, the whole time I was in that cage was a blur so can you fill me in about what's been going on around here?" Dick asked as he opened the carton.
"Only if you tell me how you got to this time," Taylor said.
"Deal," Dick replied.
Taylor sighed and said, "Basically Jor-El thought that my parents were having a hard time getting together so he sent me here to help. But as it turns out Lex might have something to do with it. I think that he is trying to go to the future to stop Superman and we've got to stop him. Also I think the only way to get you home is through Lex's time machine. Now tell me how you got here."
Dick drank the chocolate milk and said, "Well there I was kicking bad guy ass in Gothom with Bruce when this blue light appeared and I ended up in the warehouse. I was pushed into a cage and I stayed there until you found me and brought here to the Kent farm."
Taylor just sighed and sipped her drink. Dick did the same and then said, "Is anyone else here?"
Taylor shook her head and replied, "Not right now. Sometimes others come here but they can't stay long. It's mostly Kyle, Rachael and BJ."
Dick snorted and said, "How is Lana?"
Taylor kicked him in the shin and said, "BJ hates it when you call him that."
Dick rubbed his shin and said, "Well, it's not my fault it's the perfect nickname for him."
"And why is that? You have never told me the reason. I mean I know who Lana Lang is, I might not have recognised her at the wedding but I know who she is."
Dick hesitated and said, "Lana Lang was an annoying person and so is BJ."
Taylor looked at him and then said, "You're lying. That's not the reason."
Dick just got up and walked back into the kitchen. He put the carton in the bin and then started to walk towards the stairs.
Taylor was in front of him in a second.
Dick narrowed his eyes and said, "Damn you and your super speed."
"Look, I get that you don't want to tell me but if BJ does come back into this time I want you to be nice," Taylor warned.
Dick sighed and said, "As long as he doesn't make me mad, I'll be nice."
Taylor sighed and Dick saw the worry in her eyes. She was already worried about her parents; she didn't need him and BJ bickering as well.
"Hey," he said, catching Taylor's attention, "I promise I wouldn't pick on BJ. Trust me, Metropolis."
Taylor smiled and then turned around and went up the stairs. When she was at the top she turned to face him. "You've got some chocolate milk right here," she said, pointing at her upper lip.
He wiped the milk off and called up to her, "What is it with you and having the last word, Metropolis!"
"Shut up, Bird Boy! Some of us are trying to sleep!" Lois called grumpily from her room.
Dick ran up the stairs and joined Taylor on the landing. "Are you sure it was the right thing telling Lois and Clark about me being Robin and Bruce being Batman?"
Taylor nodded and replied, "They'll find out anyway in the future. Goodnight."
She walked into her own room and Dick walked into the other guest room.
-The next morning-
Taylor sat at the dinning table with her cereal and ate it as Dick rummaged through the fridge.
Lois came down the stairs and Clark came into the kitchen from the back door.
"You two need to sign these," Clark said, putting a pile of papers on the table.
Taylor picked them up and she started to cough on her cereal when she read them.
Dick frowned and took the papers from her. He frowned and looked at Clark. "You want us to go to Smallville High?!"
Taylor groaned and threw her spoon into her bowl.
"It's summer in our time. I was hoping you wouldn't make us go to school," Taylor said.
"And I don't go to Smallville High in our time!" Dick argued.
Lois shrugged and said, "Well tough luck! The two of you are going to school; no argument."
Dick sat down in the chair across from Taylor and said, "These kids are at least twenty years older than us in our time. And the time clash will be really confusing."
Taylor shrugged and replied, "Do you want to argue with Lois and Clark?"
Dick looked between the two of them and then back at Taylor. "That would be harder than arguing with Bruce about who gets to drive the Batmobile."
-Later-
Clark tapped his fingers against leg and checked his watch again. He was already late for work and the secretary was taking ages getting the extra paperwork together.
Taylor sighed beside him and said, "That is getting on my nerves!"
Clark stopped tapping and folded his arms.
Dick was sitting the other side of Taylor and was slouching in his chair.
They were sitting outside the principal's office at Smallville High and there was a constant stream of people going past them, students and teachers alike.
They were all looking at Taylor and Dick strangely. In such a small town, everybody knew everybody else and no one had seen these kids around much before (Taylor mostly stayed at the Kent farm and the mall she and Lois went to was in Metropolis.)
Students began to whisper amongst themselves and Dick lost his temper.
"I swear the next person to gossip about us is getting a foot up their ass!" he yelled.
"Shut up!" Taylor whispered, "We're trying to blend in!"
"Oh sure, superheroes really fit into high school!" he whispered back.
Taylor shook her head in disbelief, "No one fits in at high school! That's why it's high school!"
The door of the principal's office opened and the secretary came out with a bunch of papers in her arms. "You can come in now."
The three of them got up and went inside the office. Their cover story was that Taylor and Dick were Clark's cousins and they were staying Smalville until they finished school.
They were given their schedules and while Clark went to work, Dick and Taylor went to their classes.
They had some classes together and they got through it ok.
Taylor was surprised to find out that the young English teacher still taught her in the future and she hoped the teacher would not remember her in the future.
The other students were nice but like Dick said, the time clash was crazy. New movies that were coming out that year were old to Taylor and Dick and let's not mention the so called new technology the students talked about.
Finally it was lunch time and Dick and Taylor met up outside the cafeteria.
"I'm now colour-blind! The only colours I can see are yellow and red!" Dick said, rubbing his eyes.
Taylor laughed and replied, "It's kind of ironic though. The colours of the school and then the colours of my dad's suit."
Dick nodded and replied, "Well I keep seeing the letter S everywhere."
They walked into the cafeteria and got their lunch.
Taylor stared down at the food on her tray and said, "Well that's one thing that hasn't changed in all these years; the cafeteria food is still gross."
Dick frowned and said, "Wait, this is food?"
They sat down at an empty table and Taylor said, "I'll bet you have top notch meals at the fancy private school of yours."
Dick sighed and said, "At least at this school I don't have to wear a stuffy uniform and an uncomfortable tie. But Bruce insisted that get a good education."
Taylor snorted, "Money doesn't make education; it's all down to the student."
Dick nodded and they started to eat their food…or at least the parts that looked like food.
The last class of the day for both of them was gym and they couldn't wait to get out of school.
They were in their gym gear and they had to climb the ropes.
There were a group of guys near them and they were making fun of Dick, laughing behind his back.
"Why are they laughing at you?" Taylor asked.
"They've been doing that all day but it's gotten worse when this class started."
"Why?" she asked again.
Dick opened his mouth but Taylor interrupted, "It's because you look scrawny isn't it? They're jocks and you look a bit scrawny. Its ok, you know. You could kick their asses with your marshal arts skills there's really no need for your manhood to be threatened and-."
"It's not because of that!" Dick interrupted, "It's because of…you."
Taylor frowned and Dick sighed, "They…like you and they don't like the fact that you're talking to me."
Taylor was still frowning and said, "What? Why?"
Dick sighed and gestured between him and Taylor. "They think that we're together, Metropolis!"
Taylor scoffed and replied, "You and me? Ya right!"
Dick nodded and said, "Exactly!"
Before they could say anything the coach came in and started class.
Taylor and Dick climbed the ropes in record time and when Dick climbed down to the bottom Taylor kissed him on the cheek.
Dick looked at her shocked and she shrugged, "That was to piss off the jocks."
Finally school was over and the two of them walked back to the Kent Farm.
-That night-
Lois came down the stairs with a bundle of black clothes. She dumped them in front of Clark, who was sitting at the kitchen island.
"What are these?" he asked, looking through them.
"They're the clothes Fate was wearing last night. They smell like metal and oil and they're covered with dirt and dust."
Clark picked up the hoodie she had worn and saw patches of blood on it. "Dick was bleeding. I thought I saw cuts on his arms and face but there was no blood. Fate must have cleaned him up a little bit so not to freak us out."
Lois sighed and said, "Clark, I think we have been patient enough with Fate. But there is a certain point when we have to get the full story. And we passed that point a long time ago."
Clark nodded and replied, "Fate has to tell us the truth. We can't help her if she doesn't."
Ok so I know that Lois and Clark call Taylor Fate but sometimes I forget that when I'm typing and I write Taylor. So if I do write Taylor when they're talking I'm sorry.
Second I don't hate Lana I just don't like her with Clark. So if anyone has a problem with any insults to Lana, please remember that the kids see Lana as an obstacle between Lois and Clark and they, especially Taylor, don't like her for that.