AN: So I decided to try my hand at this category yet again, only this time, I promise to not delete my story if I get writer's block.
Every chapter title will be a song that I believe fits the chapter. If you have suggestions for songs that I should listen to, please please please let me know. I'm very open-minded.
Without further ado, enjoy!
Abby's age has been changed to 14. Fits better.
Name of the story has been changed, thanks to my lovely reviewer Lucie4512
Chapter Eight: "Back Up" Chlod
"I'm not going." Wally stated.
"What? You can't be serious!" Artemis exclaimed, not sure if she was hearing the truth. The guys had helped Wally to the living room, seeing as how he's still too sore to move a lot. Right now, the guys were sitting in the living room in different areas, while the girls and I are in the kitchen. Roy and Conner took the chairs near the corners, Kaldur and Dick sat next to Wally on the couch, but with a respectable distance between them. None of them truly knew how bad his wounds were. Which was a good thing, I think. I wasn't too sure what they had all discussed while upstairs, but I had this feeling that all of them work together. Or I was crazy. Either way, jury's still out on that case.
"I am, Artemis. I'm not going to the trial." Wally stated again. He closed his eyes and shook his head, like just shaking his head would be able to get rid of the thought of seeing his parents again.
"But what about you're Uncle and Aunt? Don't you want to see them again?" Artemis tried again, but even she knew she was fighting a losing cause.
"Artemis, you might want to sit down, same with all of you." I said, coming to Wally's rescue. He titled his head to look at me, smiling gratefully. I gave him the smallest nod and smile before walking into the living room and sitting down in front of him, smoothie in hand. Yes, I had made everyone smoothies after making Dom buy me some more ingredients. And that was after I had chucked my egg at him, hitting him right in the forehead. Dead center. And he always said I had bad aim. Thankfully, no one but myself had seen it happen. I don't think his ego could have handled a blow like that.
"Tere?" Megan called out, looking nervous.
"It's nothing bad!" I said, putting my hands up. "It's just something you guys should know, seeing as how your Wally's closest friends, and all." I explained a little better. Everyone shared a look with each other, making me feel left out. "Quit with the whole mind reading shit, makes me feel left out." I said, pouting a bit. Wally's hand reached forward and pinched my bottom lip. "Jesus H. fucking Christ!" I shouted out, smacking his hand away. He leaned back, laughing his head off. I smacked his right shin lightly. "Asshole."
"Ah, that was good." He said, still chuckling.
"So, what's so important?" Conner asked, loosening up a bit. I think it was the smoothy. I may or may have not spiked his. Or all of them. Okay, they were all spiked the tiniest bit, but only because Dom was left alone with them for a minute. Literally, a minute's time! I still haven't figured out the perfect way to get back at him. Maybe something old and childish. Either way, I was gonna make him pay, after I finish my smoothy! It was that good. So sue me.
"Well, for the last 36 hours, my dad and Auntie Jo have been going over the legal ramifications of the trial. Between Wally's parents and clueless uncle and aunt, my dad feels like Wally should be adopted. By us." I said, taking a healthy sip from my smoothy. Which allowed me time to gauge everybody's reactions. Most were shocked and others were surprised. But all looked confused. "So, after the trial, my dad will go up to the judge, and hand him the adoption papers. Either way, they're be stamped and Wally will be a part of the family." I said, keeping my face clear of any emotions, when I really wanted to scream in excitement.
"How do you know they will be signed?" Kaldur asked. He was the only one to say something.
"Judge is an old, old family friend to my dad's dad. The two went to college together. He went into law, my grandfather went into architecture." I explained, shrugging as I took another sip. That's when I tasted it. It wasn't like earlier, where there were a few hints. No, this time I could taste the alcohol over the fruit.
"Isn't that-" Artemis started, but I jumped up and chucked my smoothy at Dom, who was starting to walk into the room. He ducked, lucky I used the plastic cups.
"Dom, you ass! You spiked my fuckin' smoothies!" I shouted, jumping over the couch to chase him. He let out a choked yelp and raced upstairs, with me hot on his heels. I heard almost everyone dropping their drinks and Wally roaring with laughter. Yeah, this is pretty normal in my house.
Short chapter, but felt like I should add a happy and funny chapter, and another twist. Also, someone DEMANDED I update today. Like immediately. You know who you are.