Barbara silently sighed to herself. Somehow Dick had found out about this
Midnight Ball he wanted to take her to. She'd made him beg and plead before
she said yes. She had planned on going the whole time, but he was so cute
when he begged and pleaded. Then he had to leave her alone at the party.
Babs wheeled out of the ballroom and into a side room. She didn't want to be around anyone right now. She looked out the window and saw an old friend. Not the one she had hoped was returning, but it was so long since she'd even seen this old friend.
She opened the window and used the frame to pull herself out the window to sit on the platform with him.
"It's been a long time. You know, I still remember the first time I flew through the night. I remember the boost you gave me. I never really came back after that, but now here I am, now that I've had my wings clipped.
"You remember the boy there with me, Robin? Well, he's Nightwing now, and he still likes me. He wants to be with me, but I know he should be free to fly. But he keeps flying back to me. Does that mean it's ok to get close to him?
"It seemed like we're getting closer again. I've started to think about letting things go to the next level. I want to let him fly free, but he keeps coming back to me. Maybe, just maybe he can be happy with me, even if I can't join him on the rooftops. At least I'm in his ear. Mainly because he keeps calling me for no apparent reason while on patrol.
"I'd planned on telling him I was finally ready to get serious tonight, but he had to go. A Titans mission had come up and he had to leave the party. I had tried to leave as well, but somehow he had managed to make me promise to stay and try to enjoy myself. I officially want to strangle him.
"This guy called Prometheus offered to give me my legs back if I helped him kill the League a while ago. Of course I refused, but I'm still trying to find and hack his systems. Maybe someday I'll get through, find what I need to find, and have the chance to fly with Dick again.
"I mean, I love being Oracle, and I'd never give it up, but sometimes it would just be wonderful to be able to take to the rooftops again. Not a full-time deal, but just every once in a while.
"Sometimes I still feel like I'm all alone, though. The others don't know how much effort it takes for me to even clean the mirrors now. But then again, you wouldn't really know about what that's like. Statues can't feel such things.
She sat in silence for a moment before going in and returning to the party.
She never noticed how a single tear fell from the stone at the end of her talk. After all, it was just a statue. Wasn't it?
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Questions? Comments? Anyone out there? Sorry it took so long. I was waiting for inspiration to strike, but it didn't. So I just sat down to write this anyways and hope it turned out ok.
I'll get a sequel out eventually. Reviews do speed the process.
Babs wheeled out of the ballroom and into a side room. She didn't want to be around anyone right now. She looked out the window and saw an old friend. Not the one she had hoped was returning, but it was so long since she'd even seen this old friend.
She opened the window and used the frame to pull herself out the window to sit on the platform with him.
"It's been a long time. You know, I still remember the first time I flew through the night. I remember the boost you gave me. I never really came back after that, but now here I am, now that I've had my wings clipped.
"You remember the boy there with me, Robin? Well, he's Nightwing now, and he still likes me. He wants to be with me, but I know he should be free to fly. But he keeps flying back to me. Does that mean it's ok to get close to him?
"It seemed like we're getting closer again. I've started to think about letting things go to the next level. I want to let him fly free, but he keeps coming back to me. Maybe, just maybe he can be happy with me, even if I can't join him on the rooftops. At least I'm in his ear. Mainly because he keeps calling me for no apparent reason while on patrol.
"I'd planned on telling him I was finally ready to get serious tonight, but he had to go. A Titans mission had come up and he had to leave the party. I had tried to leave as well, but somehow he had managed to make me promise to stay and try to enjoy myself. I officially want to strangle him.
"This guy called Prometheus offered to give me my legs back if I helped him kill the League a while ago. Of course I refused, but I'm still trying to find and hack his systems. Maybe someday I'll get through, find what I need to find, and have the chance to fly with Dick again.
"I mean, I love being Oracle, and I'd never give it up, but sometimes it would just be wonderful to be able to take to the rooftops again. Not a full-time deal, but just every once in a while.
"Sometimes I still feel like I'm all alone, though. The others don't know how much effort it takes for me to even clean the mirrors now. But then again, you wouldn't really know about what that's like. Statues can't feel such things.
She sat in silence for a moment before going in and returning to the party.
She never noticed how a single tear fell from the stone at the end of her talk. After all, it was just a statue. Wasn't it?
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Questions? Comments? Anyone out there? Sorry it took so long. I was waiting for inspiration to strike, but it didn't. So I just sat down to write this anyways and hope it turned out ok.
I'll get a sequel out eventually. Reviews do speed the process.