Chapter six: Detective time
Terry silently entered the McGinnis household, taking off his Batman mask as he entered through the doorway. He walked past Rebecca, who was happily sleeping on the couch. Terry tip toed to his room, closing the door so it wouldn't make a sound. He changed out of his Batman suit and into his pajamas. He sat down at his computer and turned it on.
"Whoever is Batgirl, they must know Bruce some how to get into the Batcave not seen..." Terry said to himself as he opened an e-mail from Bruce. The e-mail was about suspects who could be Batgirl.
"Debbie Richards, great niece of Alfred... Joyce Rogers, Commissioner Barbara Gordon's great niece..." Terry said to himself, reading the profile of each lady, "None of these girls even compare to the Batgirl I saw. Debbie has blonde hair and Joyce had brown hair. Batgirl has black hair. Debbie has green eyes and Joyce has brown eyes. Batgirl has blue eyes. These other girls don't match either. That ones African-American, that one's Chinese, that one's Hungarian, but Batgirl is American... That one is to fat to be her... that one is way to skinny to be her... that one has freckles... man, this is going to be a long night," Terry said as he laid his head on the computer desk.
Rebecca opened one eye to make sure that Terry's door was all the way closed. Thankfully, it was. Rebecca, still dressed in the Batgirl suit, got up and sprinted for the bathroom. She grabbed her pajamas out of the cupboard behind the door. She quickly unchanged, then changed into her PJ's. She looked down at her watch.
"43 seconds. Beat that, Batman!" Rebecca whispered to herself. She hid the Batsuit under her blue flannel pajamas and opened the door. She ran out the bathroom quietly and jumped over the couch. She slid the blue and gray suit under the couch and quickly returned to a sleeping position. Terry creaked open his door, to see what all the noise was from out side. All he saw was a dark room with Rebecca sleeping soundly on the couch. He shrugged his shoulders and closed his door, returning to his work onto his computer. Rebecca sighed heavy and wiped the sweat of her forehead. She reached for her bag and got out her laptop.
"Ok, mysterious Bat, I'm gonna get to the bottom of your identity, wither it takes me all night or all year," Rebecca whispered to herself as she turned on the hand held computer. It loaded up quickly and showed the desktop of a white rose. Rebecca clicked on the Internet button. It loaded within a snap and it brought Rebecca's eyes to a web page on Batman. A picture of the pointed ear vigilante was shown on the home page. Rebecca saved it to her computer folder and scanned through the page.
"About six months ago, the mysterious new Batman hit the streets, fighting against all evil. Reports say that the new and improved Batman can fly with the wings on his back and the rocket boosters on the bottom of his boots. This tomorrow knight has fought up against Mr. Freeze and the Joker, Batman's worst enemy. Among other villains he has encountered, this Batman is the 21st century hero," Rebecca read quietly to herself. A message popped up on her screened, announcing she had e-mails. Rebecca clicked on the button to open up her mailbox. There were two e-mails in there, one from her old school and one from her dad. Rebecca first clicked the school e-mail, not really caring what it said.
"Dear Miss Drake, we have been notified that you have been attending Gotham High School while you are staying at Gotham City. We have transferred all of your files to them, just in case they need to read up information about you past at Smallville High School... Ah, do I care?" Rebecca said deleting the e-mail. She then clicked on the e-mail from her dad.
"Dear Becky, it's been quiet around the house without you. I hope you are having a wonderful time at Gotham with the McGinnis. I got an e-mail from Bruce today saying that you got in a fight with mobsters. I recommend that you don't go off and getting yourself hurt. The life with a cape and mask is not for you. Trust me. I love you," Rebecca read to herself. Anger built up inside of her as she read it through a second time. She clicked on the Reply button and wrote:
Dear dad,
I am having a great time with Mrs. McGinnis and Terry. I went to Terry's school today. It is so totally different for Smallville High. About the e-mail from Bruce. I did get in a fight. Your little girl beat up a muscular and older man. I did get hurt, but I've had worse, but you would've known because you were never around when I got hurt. It's my life, Dad. You became the yellow and red boy wonder before you even turned 15. Why shouldn't I be able to decide what I want to do? I'm not going to be Robin, nor Spoiler. I'm going to be something much bigger. Good bye dad,
Rebecca PS- I'm not you little girl any more. I can make decisions on my own
Rebecca pressed the send button in furry. She knew her dad would be coming straight to Gotham after that e-mail, but Rebecca didn't care. She knew what she needed to do and that is to fight next to the tomorrow knight of Gotham City!
Terry silently entered the McGinnis household, taking off his Batman mask as he entered through the doorway. He walked past Rebecca, who was happily sleeping on the couch. Terry tip toed to his room, closing the door so it wouldn't make a sound. He changed out of his Batman suit and into his pajamas. He sat down at his computer and turned it on.
"Whoever is Batgirl, they must know Bruce some how to get into the Batcave not seen..." Terry said to himself as he opened an e-mail from Bruce. The e-mail was about suspects who could be Batgirl.
"Debbie Richards, great niece of Alfred... Joyce Rogers, Commissioner Barbara Gordon's great niece..." Terry said to himself, reading the profile of each lady, "None of these girls even compare to the Batgirl I saw. Debbie has blonde hair and Joyce had brown hair. Batgirl has black hair. Debbie has green eyes and Joyce has brown eyes. Batgirl has blue eyes. These other girls don't match either. That ones African-American, that one's Chinese, that one's Hungarian, but Batgirl is American... That one is to fat to be her... that one is way to skinny to be her... that one has freckles... man, this is going to be a long night," Terry said as he laid his head on the computer desk.
Rebecca opened one eye to make sure that Terry's door was all the way closed. Thankfully, it was. Rebecca, still dressed in the Batgirl suit, got up and sprinted for the bathroom. She grabbed her pajamas out of the cupboard behind the door. She quickly unchanged, then changed into her PJ's. She looked down at her watch.
"43 seconds. Beat that, Batman!" Rebecca whispered to herself. She hid the Batsuit under her blue flannel pajamas and opened the door. She ran out the bathroom quietly and jumped over the couch. She slid the blue and gray suit under the couch and quickly returned to a sleeping position. Terry creaked open his door, to see what all the noise was from out side. All he saw was a dark room with Rebecca sleeping soundly on the couch. He shrugged his shoulders and closed his door, returning to his work onto his computer. Rebecca sighed heavy and wiped the sweat of her forehead. She reached for her bag and got out her laptop.
"Ok, mysterious Bat, I'm gonna get to the bottom of your identity, wither it takes me all night or all year," Rebecca whispered to herself as she turned on the hand held computer. It loaded up quickly and showed the desktop of a white rose. Rebecca clicked on the Internet button. It loaded within a snap and it brought Rebecca's eyes to a web page on Batman. A picture of the pointed ear vigilante was shown on the home page. Rebecca saved it to her computer folder and scanned through the page.
"About six months ago, the mysterious new Batman hit the streets, fighting against all evil. Reports say that the new and improved Batman can fly with the wings on his back and the rocket boosters on the bottom of his boots. This tomorrow knight has fought up against Mr. Freeze and the Joker, Batman's worst enemy. Among other villains he has encountered, this Batman is the 21st century hero," Rebecca read quietly to herself. A message popped up on her screened, announcing she had e-mails. Rebecca clicked on the button to open up her mailbox. There were two e-mails in there, one from her old school and one from her dad. Rebecca first clicked the school e-mail, not really caring what it said.
"Dear Miss Drake, we have been notified that you have been attending Gotham High School while you are staying at Gotham City. We have transferred all of your files to them, just in case they need to read up information about you past at Smallville High School... Ah, do I care?" Rebecca said deleting the e-mail. She then clicked on the e-mail from her dad.
"Dear Becky, it's been quiet around the house without you. I hope you are having a wonderful time at Gotham with the McGinnis. I got an e-mail from Bruce today saying that you got in a fight with mobsters. I recommend that you don't go off and getting yourself hurt. The life with a cape and mask is not for you. Trust me. I love you," Rebecca read to herself. Anger built up inside of her as she read it through a second time. She clicked on the Reply button and wrote:
Dear dad,
I am having a great time with Mrs. McGinnis and Terry. I went to Terry's school today. It is so totally different for Smallville High. About the e-mail from Bruce. I did get in a fight. Your little girl beat up a muscular and older man. I did get hurt, but I've had worse, but you would've known because you were never around when I got hurt. It's my life, Dad. You became the yellow and red boy wonder before you even turned 15. Why shouldn't I be able to decide what I want to do? I'm not going to be Robin, nor Spoiler. I'm going to be something much bigger. Good bye dad,
Rebecca PS- I'm not you little girl any more. I can make decisions on my own
Rebecca pressed the send button in furry. She knew her dad would be coming straight to Gotham after that e-mail, but Rebecca didn't care. She knew what she needed to do and that is to fight next to the tomorrow knight of Gotham City!