Hey! So I was going to put this up yesterday, but my sister and her friends hijacked the computer to watch Vampires Suck and Salad Fingers. Ugh, last time I saw Salad Fingers I fell off a couch and broke my tailbone.
Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice, only Kate and sort of Tori.
Tori's POV
As Robin and I exit the zeta tube I glare at him.
"Dude, why is everyone asking me where I went? I mean this isn't the first time I've gone to run an errand and now, suddenly everyone wants to know my business," I say as we walk towards the Batmobile. I want to finish this conversation before we get in the car, so I wouldn't have to face Batman on this.
"Yeah, if Bats started asking about this stuff I don't think I could handle that kind of pressure," I think to myself.
"We're just worried about you. We don't want you to get mixed up in the wrong kind of stuff," Robin says. He isn't looking at me. This tells me that apparently the team is suspicious that I'm in some kind of gang activity and he's questioning my loyalties too. This makes me kind of angry and feeling kind of guilty I wasn't telling them about the stuff I had been doing.
"Meh, but it's none of their business anyways, so they shouldn't worry." I think as I open the backseat door. Robin follows and closes the door behind him.
"Just drop it, okay?" I whisper.
"Just drop what?" Batman questions. He starts up the car and begins driving down the street.
"Nothing, Batman." Robin lies, still not looking at me. I bite my bottom lip and rub the cut that separates one of my eyebrows. I do that occasionally when I'm nervous or concerned.
"Um. So where are we going tonight?" I ask eager to change the subject.
"We are going to a dinner party," he says, making a turn and slowing down as we come towards the entrance of the Batcave.
"Oh, okay," I say. There was a three second pause before it hit me.
"Wait, I have to wear a dress, don't I?" I ask, my eyes wide. I know I didn't pick out a dress, so that meant that one of them chose the dress. I shudder at the thoughts of the possible choices they might have made hit me.
"Yes, you have to wear a dress and no, you can't wear shorts underneath." I frown at the latter of the statement.
"Dang it."
Later
"Sheesh, how long are you planning on staying in there?" Robin giggles from outside the bathroom door.
"Shut up!" I yell back, "I'm still trying to figure out how I can conceal my utility belt under all this."
"Just hide it under the…"
"Snap! I think I just broke a clasp… oh wait… okay, I've got it. False alarm. It was a hook not a clasp." I say.
"Why do girls dress up in this kind of junk?"
I finally hook the last hook and walk out of the bathroom. Batman and Rob- I mean Bruce and Dick are both dressed in simple but matching tuxedoes. The corner of my mouth twitches. My outfit is overly complicated and to say I hated it was an understatement. My outfit was made of a white corset with four black lines running down the sides, and two black elbow high gloves. Two small white belts kept them from falling off. The dress also was very lacey the straps and the rest of the dress were also lacey. My shoes were black boots with silver buckles. I wore moth earrings and a moth necklace with my zei stone. My head was a whole 'nother story. I had curled my hair with a curling iron and even applied makeup.
"Mistress Torrance, might I say you look-" Alfred begins.
"Yeah, yeah. Just don't look in the bathroom. It took a lot to get all frilly like this," I cut him off.
"What happened to your eyebrow?" Dick asks as we walked to the limo waiting outside.
"I penciled it in." I say, happy he was cheery again in contrast to earlier.
As we arrive at the party we're greeted by flashes of light.
"The paparazzi," I mutter. The inside is amazing. It was like a wedding, but nobody was getting married. A bunch of rich people and their few children gathered together under a beautiful chandelier. Many of these people were on the dance floor dancing gracefully or chatting. This was my cue to start heading towards the nearest corner. I find a table as far away from the dance floor as possible. But, even after all my efforts one stray kid manages to stumble my way. My presence is graced by a tall, and frankly handsome, young man with wavy blonde hair, light brown eyes, a cleft chin and a small mole on his right cheek. He gives me a kind smile.
"Hello," his voice is kind. I look him up and down.
"Well, he doesn't look too snobby," I think.
"Hi," I say with a smile. I said this in a tone that sounded like, "What do you want?"
"So, you don't like parties?" he questions.
"Eh, the parties are alright, you see a lot of interesting people. It's the outfits I don't like."
"Oh, well, you don't look that bad," he says sincerely. I give a small laugh.
"Yeah, thanks."
"My name's Luke. What's yours?"
"I'm Torrance. It's nice to meet you."
"Ditto. Your name suits you."
"Thanks," I say, giving an eye roll. We then begin talking about the people who were arriving and the outfits they were wearing.
I had just about busted into tears from laughter when Dick walks up to the table.
"Hey, there you are. I've been looking for you."
"Well, I've been here the entire time," I say with a semi- sarcastic look. Dick looks from me to Luke and back to me.
"Want to dance?" he asks.
"Uh, well, I can't dan-"
"Don't worry I'll show you," he says with a somewhat forced smile.
"Okaaaaaay," I stand up and he grabs my wrist, dragging me to the dance floor. Dick places both my arms on his shoulders. He then put his arms around my waist and looks at our shoes.
"So just move your feet at an even pace so that we move in a small circle. Just think 1 and 2 and 1 and 2. Got it?"
"Got it," I say moving my feet to match his as we begin to dance.
"So, did you really want to dance, or are you just jealous?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"I wanted to dance," he says coolly.
"Liar," I say feeling calm. Dancing is kind of relaxing and different from our normal fast paced lives as Robin and Sparrow. At that moment we just look at each other. Blue eyes meeting gold ones.
"What kind of relationship do you have with that guy?"
"Ha, I knew you were jealous!"
"Why would I be jealous?"
"Because I'm laughing with someone else."
"Whatever." He smiles. I'd take his smile over Luke's any day. I guess there was something about him that makes his smile better. I shake my head slightly. I suddenly notice the music has stopped.
"Dick, the music stopped, and I think people are staring." Sure enough a lot of people are watching the two strange kids dancing around the dance floor with no music. The embarrassment makes my cheeks burn with a blush.
"Dude, seriously," I whisper.
"Let them," he says. I look back into his eyes and see that he's serious. I end up just staring at his blue eyes. I realize how close our faces were and that he is slowly leaning forward. I gently close my eyes and…
"YOU CAN'T HAVE A PARTY WITHOUT THE PENGUIN!" both of our heads whip around to see the stout man shooting bullets everywhere with an umbrella and leading a cluster of small penguin robots into the building.
"Dang it! I'm going to kill him!" I think as I run to the bathroom to change into my Sparrow outfit. I blush a little at the thought of what almost happened. I smile and touch my lips.
"Next time," I whisper before putting my mask on and dashing out the door.
Well, I think this chapter was a little too soon coming, but whatever. Blame it on shadow, not me. Review!