Robin:
"'Scuse me." I don't know if anyone heard me, but at this point, I don't care. My headache's been getting worse since the adrenaline rush wore off. Besides, Kon and Cass are so into each into other at the moment that they probably didn't notice that we've landed. Ditto with Bart and his latest game. And Susie . . . I'd better move fast. With the mood I'm in, I might say something to hurt her. And I know she doesn't deserve that.
Y'know, I was so looking forward to today. Saturday, free day, I'm caught up with homework (finally!) and I think to myself, why not spend it with friends? So I rush out of Brentwood like a bat out of . . . well, you get the picture. Breakfast is supposed to be the most important meal of the day, but I totally avoid the kitchen 'cuz I'm not into prison food. My bad. And then things get worse.
So I finally get to the Cave, and I'm not too hungry, but I'm missing something. I say hey to Kon, and he gives me this look. What, is my cape on backwards?
Anyways, I get to the kitchen and Imp's already there. Before I can even finish a sentence, he's filled the place with food and scarfing stuff down, which is usual. I mean, at least he offered, but with his super metabolism, I know he needs all that food more than I do.
Cass comes in with the news and I'm bummed 'cuz I just got here. So I put down the coffee urn and follow her out. Kon gives me another weird look and I wonder what's up with him. Better ask him later. I get the location of the robot and we're off.
Okay, up to this point, I'll admit I was a bit grouchy. There was this niggling little ache in my skull that was starting to make itself known. I could've taken some Excedrin before I had a full-blown headache, but 1) The Batclan doesn't take pain medication unless it's totally necessary, 2) I so didn't want any of the guys to see me take it (gotta keep up the image and all) and 3) I didn't have any, left it back at the dorm. So stupid. 'Course I didn't think I'd be needing it, since I felt fine before I took off. I broke one of those Bat rules: Be prepared. I'm like really stupid.
So we get to the scene and split up. I find the doofus behind the mess and take him down. While I'm dragging his sorry carcass back to the guys, he's going on about ruling this, destroying that, the standard maniacal rant. Finally, I have enough of his noise, and I take him aside and give him the standard Bat talk. Worst nightmare, I'll be watching you, yadda, yadda, yadda. Made him wet his pants. Heh. Highlight of the morning.
So we're about the take off when I spot more trouble. The guys are kinda oblivious and anyways, I can deal. I mean, it's what, nine, ten boys? I get into it and it feels good to work off some of my frustration. I mean, I'm trying to enjoy some downtime with my buds and they're just not making that possible. Another one of those Bat rules is: Don't fight angry. I wasn't angry, just, well, irritable. And since I could concentrate on something else, my headache wasn't as bad.
Heading back to the 'Cycle, I pick up Susie, who probably followed me. Then we all get back to the Cave, which brings us back to now. In the kitchen. Waiting for the coffee maker. Waiting for coffee. My savior. I should've taken some before I left Brentwood, but nooo, I was in a hurry. C'mon, c'mon, hurry up. Man, feels like elephants're playing soccer with my eyeballs.
Caffeine is a drug. It's a stimulant. It's a diuretic. It supposedly stunts your growth. It inhibits certain receptors in your body to keep it from absorbing calcium, or so I've heard. If taken in high doses regularly, it can cause ulcers. It's addictive. If you're hooked, you can go through withdrawal. Do I care? Nope. Love my coffee. Okay, so maybe I'll consider decaf.
Finally, it's ready and I take a sip. Ahhh. I stay in the kitchen and finish the cup and pour myself another one. No more headache. And I feel human again. I grab one of Bart's sandwiches and walk out. The guys are talking about something and stop when I step into the room. They all turn and look at me.
"What?"
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