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Nom de Plume…

Nom de Plum, or a penname, it should be simple, right, it was merely another identity for her to assume, and it would be useful for keeping Rachel Roth's and Raven's anonymity alive.

However, she had No Fucking Clue What Name She Should Use!

And at nineteen she was picking one and sticking to it! If she was going to do this writing thing then she would do it right, and she would build herself up on her name; a nom de plume. She wanted a reputation, she wanted to collect readers, and followers, and as a reader she knew that started with a name.

Oh, that wasn't always true, but authors built readership on readers and reliability and names. She only read people like Nora Roberts, JD Robb, Julie Garwood, John Sandford, Robert B. Parker, Michael Connelly, or Stephan King, simply because it was their name, their work. yeah, she was hooked on 'old writers' because the secondhand book shop was cheaper.

Groaning she looked up when Jason rattled her window open and glared at her friend.

"This is your fault," she warned him as he paused on the window sill.

"You're going to have to be more specific, love, a lot of things are my fault, what'd I do now?" he asked as he sat there.

"Get in here, you're letting out all the cool air, and it's your fault that you've gotten me thinking about names, pennames!" she snapped.

"Well, I just pointed out that having one would be handy," he shrugged as he shut her window and she sighed.

"This sucks!" she muttered.

"I don't see what the big deal is, just go with Little Bird or Sunshine," he suggested.

"I know I dimension without perky blondes, and I will send you there," she warned.

"Please do, Kara's driving me fucking insane!" he said as he pulled a beer from her fridge.

"I thought you two were good," she said. Jason had started dating Kara after New Years when she'd asked him out at the party Dick and Tim had dragged Jason to.

"I only said yes because I was bored and why not," he defended as he sat at her island.

"Those are the two most pathetic reasons, ever, to agree to date someone," Raven warned.

"I know, but I figured it would shut her up, and the sex isn't half bad, she's not bad company, just nosey!" he groaned.

"She's a Super, they tend to be nosey, not as nosey as a Bat, but nosey," Raven shrugged as she gave up her search for a nom de plume and shut her laptop.

"God don't remind me," he muttered sourly as he rubbed his face and leant back in his seat. "Oh well, it's not like I'm going home. Dick and Tim can't make me!" he announced childishly.

"Careful Jay, they'll have you home before you know it," she predicted.

"Do not curse me!" he pleaded.

"I haven't, I'm on your side no matter what," she dismissed.

"Good. And since you are my only friend, I was thinking that for your birthday, since you've made it very clear you hate it, we'd go to the zoo, have ice cream and hang out, no presents or celebration," he offered.

"oh," she blinked.

"I snooped in your file, you know my birthday, seeing as how you know mine that felt fair," he decided with a smirk.

"I'm just… I'm surprised," she decided numbly. "My friends… they, it's not that they won't celebrate it but after… well Trigon and my kind of melt down they don't bring it up anymore."

"Great, so I have no competition, what do you say," he grinned.

"Sure, but first, I need help with a penname since you have had me stuck on that all week!" she snapped.

"How about… 'The Demon'!? It's catchy, dramatic, and I think it'll suit you," he waggled his brows as he grinned.

"you make a nom de plume 'the Bastard' and I'll consider 'the Demon'," she offered, he laughed.

"I have no idea then princess, but I'm sure you'll think of something," he chuckled.

"Sometimes I really hate you, Red," she sighed.

"You adore me," he defended.

"Depends on the day of the week," she decided.

"You are the world's worst friend," he sighed.

"Only if I bet on you to die, again," she smiled sweetly.

"Well, the joke's on you there, I'm living to a hundred and two and then dying, like the city of Detroit," he mocked, she laughed at the reference.

"We should watch that again," she decided.

"We should," he agreed.

"You get the za and burgers and I'll set up the movie."

"Deal!" Jason shouted as he was out the door then.

"Now he uses the door," she sighed and shut the door as her penname hit her with full force and had her sitting down as she typed it out, studied it, and nodded then stood as she set up Deadpool for a re-watching. It was about the only movie she and Jason watched religiously and it was their big laugh movie. it was a good one as she set it up.

Jason appeared twenty minutes later pizza, beer, wine, and burgers in hand.

"Kay, I've got everything," he announced as he sat at the coffee table and she hit play on the movie.

"Touch my burger Red and I will kill you before Kara does," Raven warned as she grabbed a slice.

"You are no fun, no fun at all, little bird," he sighed.

"I'm not meant to be fun," she reminded him.

"So you tell me, yet you are by far the most entertaining person I know," he mused.

"Glad I entertain you," she took a hefty bite of her slice as the opening started and she smiled as they enjoyed the lazy afternoon of a May heatwave. Life was okay, she was pretty sure it was pretty good right now as Jason handed her her burger after she finished her slice.

That's all for now folks.

Enjoy Calm in the Storm.