"SOMBODY SAVE ME!" ok, guys, here's the next chapie! ; ) PS – I LOOOOOOOVE SMALLVILLE (Tom Welling is soooooo hot!) (I don't know why I put that) (I'm crazy) XD
Chapter Seventeen: Wayne Manor
"Are we there yet?" Gar asked.
"No" Victor replied.
"Are we there yet?"
"No"
"Are we there yet?"
"No"
"Are we there yet?"
"No, and if you ask one more time, you are gong to learn the meaning of road kill!"
There was a pause.
"How about now?"
"Agggggggghhhhhhh!"
Dick smiled and looked out the window. There was a sign that said:
You are now leaving
Smallville, Kansas
"Just one more day, guys!" he announced.
"Great!" said Gar. "'Cause I'm getting tired of Vic's persistent attitude."
"AGGGGGGHHHHH!"
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You are now entering
Gotham City, New York
"Sweet!" said Gar, looking out the window.
"Cool," said Rachel in a somewhat metreone voice.
"Wonderful!" said Kori with a smile.
"BOO-YA!" said Vic from the driver's seat.
"Awesome!" said Terra, punching the air.
Dick grinned as he watched his friends' behavior. None of them, aside from Kori and Terra, had ever been outside of Jump City before, and he knew none of them had ever been to Gotham.
"Make a left here," he told Vic. Then he continued to direct him until they ended up in a very large drive-way in front of a Victorian-style mansion.
They all got out and stared like they had when they had seen the bus for the first time.
The old bricks were mahogany red with green ivy crawling all over the ancient walls. There were towers with large, stain-glass windows on all four corners of the manor. The tiled roof tilted with the design of the house and many stone gargoyles guarded the house with grey, unmoving eyes. It looked more like a castle then a house.
"Whoa…" the five said as one as Dick stepped out in front of them.
"Welcome to Wayne Manor," he said proudly.
"Dude… this is where you used to live?" said Gar in awe. "AWESOME! You must have had, like, 20 bazillion parties!"
"Pretty much." The he walked over to the inter-com and pressed a button.
"Yes?" said a voice with a heavy Spanish accent.
"It's Richard Grayson"
There was a pause, and then the huge, rod-iron gates that stood before them opened dramatically, allowing them entrance.
They all followed Dick into the large oak doors and stood in the most amazing room they had ever been in.
The floors were marble and shining like ice and the ceiling stretched three stories, with help from two spiraling staircases on either side. There was a mural of clouds and cupids on the ceiling and deep red drapes hung from the tops of the huge, stain glass windows that seemed to stretch on for miles. And under the first balcony were two red-oak doors, leading to God knows where.
"Well?" said Dick, turning to them. "What do you think?"
All they could do was stand there, mouths agape.
"Senior Grayson!" said a man from the stairs. "Buenos dais!" He came down from the stairs, accompanied by a woman about his age, and the two embraced, pounding each other on the back. "¿Qué le trae aquí? Es Senior Wayne con ¿usted?"
"Well, my friends and I are staying here for a few days and no, Bruce isn't with me. Oh, guys, this is Juan and his wife, Rose Maria. They've been taking care of the manor while Bruce and I have been gone."
"Buenos dais," said the man Dick introduced as Juan. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
"Si, buenos dais," said Rose Maria, smile on her face. "Any friend of Richard's is a friend of ours."
"This is Victor," Dick said, pointing his friends out in turn, "Rachel, Garfield, Terra, and Kori."
The all said a quick "hi".
"Our bags are in the bus. Can you get them and put them in the rooms? Leave the instruments."
"Si, senior"
And the couple turned to leave and were almost outside when Dick stopped them.
"Oh, Juan, wait!" He ran up to him.
"Si?"
Dick made it look like he was scratching his left cheek with his right hand when he whispered: "Make sure Kori gets the room right next to mine, 'K?"
A grin crept across Juan's face.
"Si, senior," he said, slyly.
Dick turned to his friends and said "Well, who wants the tour? We could start with the Rec Room or the Dinning Hall…" He began to count on his fingers. "The East Wing, the West Wing, the Garage, the Ball Room, the –"
"Dude," said Gar, "why don't we just start with that room?" He pointed to the pair of red doors.
Dick smiled.
"The Dining Hall it is"
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Through the course of the day, Dick had shown them the Dining Hall, the Library (which Rachel really liked) the Ball Room, the Rec Room, and every other room in existence!
Then, they came to a large door, not quite as impressive as the other doors, but large just the same.
"This is my favorite room," he told them. Then, he pushed open a door to reveal a huge garage, filled with motorcycles and cars of every kind. Victor looked like he was going to faint.
"And here's my baby," he said, pulling off a white sheet, uncovering a red motorcycle with a yellow "R" on the front. "It was especially designed for me. I call it the 'R-Cycle'. Pretty cool, huh?"
Gar whipped away a tear. "It's too beautiful for words," he said solemnly.
"Oh, I'm in heaven," said Vic in complete bliss.
"The 'R-Cycle'?" said Rach in her metreone voice.
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After the tour, the friends went back into the Main Hall and followed Juan and Rose Maria up to their rooms.
They saw each of the rooms in turn as if they were in a museum.
After the first couple of rooms, Dick whispered in Kori's ear: "Wanna see your room?"
Kori smiled and they snuck off out into the hallway. Then they arrived at a door right next to Dick's room. He opened the door and Kori gave a small gasp.
Inside was the most beautiful room Kori had ever seen.
It had gold drapes that hung down from the window that lead to a balcony and the bed sheets were golden silk. The bed-frame was hand-carved mahogany and see-through gold tapestries hung down like a princess's bed.
"Dick…" she said, breathlessly.
"And that's not the best part"
He took her over to the window and opened it to a white marble balcony with ivy curling around it. It over looked the Gotham City Lake. The sun-light shimmered on the water, reflecting the light's rays. A soft breeze caught her hair and her eyes sparkled like the water below her.
"It's – beautiful…"
"Yes, you are"
She turned to him. They were standing very close together. Their eyes locked and then Dick's lips softly, but firmly, were planted on Kori's. Their first – real – kiss.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by stifled giggles.
They turned to see their friends, even the light-hearted Spanish couple, standing at the doorway, grinning from ear-to-ear.
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