Disclaimed
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"Blond"
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Kaldur had finally had enough. Ever since Artemis had quit, the curse had fallen on him. He was fairly certain that it was unfair to him as well. While he had turned his other way when it was happening to Artemis, there was no way that he could turn the other cheek now that he had become the target. Wally, Robin, and occasionally, Megan had to cease their behavior immediately. Kaldur wasn't sure how Artemis had fared so well with the way they were treating him, but he definitely admired her for that now that she was gone. Atlantians generally were known for their thick skin, but perhaps her could learn a thing or two from the archer about the figurative skin. Until then, Kaldur wasn't sure if he could take another jab from the three.
Blonde jokes.
It had become a daily routine for Wally and Robin to corner their leader and bombard him with blonde jokes. Today, Megan had joined them hesitant to tell the jokes as she tended to mess up the punch line. Wally and Robin thought them to still be funny and proceeded to laugh their heads off at the mistelling of one. Luckily, Kaldur was able to use their distraction to his advantage and was out of the room before any of them noticed. He was now barricaded in his room and had been for the past two hours. He wasn't sure if he could listen to another jab at his hair color, something that he had absolutely no control over.
While Kaldur prided himself on being patient and collected, there was only so much that he could take before he snapped.
He sat in the cool, dark room in silence. Palms on his crossed knees and eyes closed as he attempted to clear his mind as Black Canary had instructed them to do a week before in training, before the other resident blonde had left. Artemis had actually snorted at the practice of meditation, but did comply after complaining a few times. She claimed that pressure and stress drives one to fight more fiercely, which may be true; but there are far more chances to slip up and make a mistake when there is stress. Despite the fact they had differing opinions on many things, Kaldur missed the girl.
A loud knock at the door caused the Atlantian teen to tense up.
"Hey, Kal! I've got another good one! 'A blonde asked someone what time it was, and they told her it was 4:45.' You know what she said, Kal?" Wally's voice was loud through the door and Kaldur couldn't help but to clench his fists. "'You know, it's the weirdest thing, I have been asking that question all day, and each time I get a different answer.' Isn't that one the greatest? Me and Rob rolled on the floor when Megs told it to us!"
Kaldur forced himself not to grit his teeth, but to take a deep breath instead.
He missed Artemis more than she would ever realize.
And it wasn't just because he really did hate being the sole blond on the team.
We all know they would too. I would, if it were me.
That blonde joke was once of the more cheesy ones I could find, so enjoy it.
And an interesting note on the spellings of 'blond' and 'blonde'.
'Blond' is the spelling for males; dating back to the Vikings or Nordics or something cool like that.
'Blonde' is the feminine spelling, but I don't remember why.
When people refer to 'blonde jokes' it is pretty universal to use the feminine spelling because they are referring stereotypically to the fact that women are inferior to men.
That's just in case you all have any qualms on how I spelled blond/e in different places.
I liked writing this one, it made me smile just like the last one... and just like the next one. c:
Until next time (REVIEW!)
