Sorry, I haven't been keeping up with this story this past week, but dude, I update more than most writers here, so suck it up. Also, please go check out my story Of Bullets and Footsteps, which takes place about a decade after Mondays are the Prettiest Days, and it's about Kristiel who takes up the Cyanide mantel and befriends Inertia and it's a bit more on the villains side than the heroes, but who doesn't love villains? Anyways, so go check that out and lets begin!
Jason of course, was not getting into the Wayne manor, and Monday knew this. She sighed and sat in the damp grass. "Jason, if you walk around this wall one more god damn time I will kill you."
"I'll just come back to life again."
"Doubt it, but if you do, I'll kill you again."
"Whatever."
Monday had begun to notice the hair dye fading and her roots turning it's natural brunette. Given the fact that she didn't have any money, was decided to not re-dye it. But she had to at least find a pair of scissors.
"Jason, dude. Stop," Monday commanded as he tried to climb the wall again. Last time he got shocked.
Monday stood and grabbed his jacket, pulling him off the wall. He glared at her. She rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever."
"Whatever is your catchphrase."
"Whatever," she rolled her eyes.
Jason smirked and said, "Whatever."
"Stop."
"Whatever."
Monday finally cracked a grin "Stop!"
"Whatever."
Monday rolled her eyes and shoved him. "We're not getting in there so stop trying. Lets just... I dunno. Sleep on a park bench."
"Nah."
"Fine. I will go sleep on a park bench like a prostitute, all by myself."
"Have fun."
Monday stood where she was.
"You're not going to stop trying are you?"
"Nope."
Monday sighed. "Got any money?"
"Yeah, of course I do."
"Give my 75 cents."
He threw a 5 dollar bill at her and continued to find a way in. She walked away and headed for a pay phone. It took her maybe and hour to walk back to Gotham and to find a pay phone. When she did, who did she call? (cough*GhostBusters*cough) She called Artemis.
"Hello?" a tired voice answered.
"Hey, Artemis. It's Monday."
"Hey. Any particular reason why you're calling me at 3 am?"
"I may or may not have accidentally burned down an apartment building and now cops are after me to put me in foster care and arrest Jason for kidnapping me."
"That explains the AMBER alert I got on my phone."
"Yup. Anyways, while Jason is unsuccessful in breaking into Wayne manor can I stay at your place?"
"What? Wait, Jason is alive and you have been living with him?"
"Yeah, long story. Anyways, I do not want to go to foster care, and Jason did not kidnap me."
"I'm not going to jail just because you need somewhere to sleep, Monday."
"But Artemis-"
"I said no. I'm sorry kid, I would agree but I can't."
"Whatever."
With that she hung up and did something she never thought she'd do.
She called the cave. Nightwing answered. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's Monday..."
"What do you want?"
"I want back on the team."
"I can't-"
"Yes you can. We both kw I deserve back on the team. I have had nothing but misery lately and all I ever did was self defense-"
"Not when you marched into that warehouse."
"He had robots. He was going to take over Gotham or some shit."
"You don't have any proof."
"Bart and Jaime."
"They aren't proof."
"Wrong. They're witnesses."
"Why do you even want back on the team?"
"I want back on the team because I have friends there. I joined to help with the world. I don't join to be kicked off."
"So did the rest of us."
"WHy do you hate me so much? I ever did shit, you were just waiting for me to slip up. I don't side with my mom, she's a brainwashed mentally delusional bitch!" I snapped into the phone.
Silence.
"You don't own the team anymore Nightwing. You don't make the decisions. Last time I checked you left that up to Aqualad."
"Alright."
"I'm heading to the cave now. I kind of sort of burned down the apartment I was staying at."
"What?"
"Long story short I had a nightmare and my powers freaked out, now adios." Monday hung up.
She took the zeta tube in Gotham to the cave and when she got there Nightwing and Aqualad were standing there.
"Hey."
"Hello, Monday. Nightwing has informed me you wish to rejoin the team," Aqualad responded.
"Yeah..."
"Then you may. May I ask why you chose to make this decision at 3 in the morning?"
"I managed to become a street rat in the time span of 30 minutes and I kind of need a place to stay. Also I'm tired of burning places down on accident, of course."
"Then you may stay. You know where the spare room is."
"Thanks."
With that she walked away to the room. When she entered she noticed how bare it was. Nothing was in there except a bed with plain white sheets and a small dresser. She didn't care, she just crawled under the covers and slept, thankful she finally got what she actually wanted.
