Reunion
The sun started to rise over Los Angeles, shining a bright light over the metallic buildings. People started waking up and heading outside, some for those who have to work on the weekend, others just going about and doing errands. But there were still some people who fought and stayed in bed a little longer. Abby was one of those people. The bed sheet covering most of her as she laid on her stomach, a little drool on her pillow. But when the light hit her face through the window, she half consciously raise a hand to her face to cover her eyes.
But as she came out of her slumber, she turned over and pushed herself up, sitting and laying her back against the wall as she rubbed her eyes. Running a hand through her hair, she tried to remember what today was and organize her thoughts. She reached over to grab her phone and go through her notifications and her messages. She got up and grabbed some jeans and an old AC/DC shirt, opening the blinds all the way. As she did so, she got a new message from her roommate, saying she was heading out and won't be back until tomorrow.
Putting her phone away, she went into the bathroom and was about to put on some make-up. But before she did so, she thought for a moment, asking herself if she should do something new today. Looking herself in the mirror, she went through her schedule in her head. Don't have to do anything until tomorrow, so why not go a little unusual? Grinning to herself, she got some new make-up material out that she never really used before and decided to be an artist.
It took a little longer than usual, but by the time she was done, she was giggling to herself as she saw her reflection. She painted half of her face to look like a chess board, black and white squares. Now, time for a walk around outside. Grabbing her wallet and key, she locked the door behind her and walked downstairs and stepped onto the sidewalk in bright sunlight. She started walking, meeting a few people already out and about. A few took second looks, but no one seemed to be that surprised. Except for maybe one person who approached her from behind and spoke to her.
"I almost didn't recognize you. Probably because you looked like a fan of Insane Clown Posse." Abby turned around, confused and surprised to see Zatanna standing right in front of her. Smiling at her, her hands were crossed in front of her orange sweatshirt, paired with black jeans and boots.
"Shit! I mean-seriously, what the fuck are you doing here? I mean, not that I don't want you here…I'll just shut up now." One side of Abby's face was clearly red with embarrassment.
"Don't be like that." Zatanna playfully nudge an elbow against Abby as she uncrossed her arms and put her hands in her back pockets. "I was just in the city to grab some coffee from this little place that I can only find here. They are amazing! You wanna join me?"
"Of course!" Abby smiled and followed Zatanna, who slowed down to walk side by side with her after a couple of minutes, the two of them just enjoying their company after not seeing each other in a couple of weeks.
"So, seriously though. Are you in a cult now?" Zatanna raised an eyebrow.
"I woke up and just decided to do something new. Hell, I wasn't even walking towards anywhere specific, just see if there was anything interesting to do."
"Well, clearly there is now that I'm here." Abby laughed at Zatanna's comment. It wasn't long until they reached the local coffee shop. A little smaller than what Abby expected, but she liked the interior cozy design. And after grabbing her latte and sitting down, she took a sip and could understand why Zatanna wanted to come here.
"What have you been up to lately?" Abby crossed her legs and leaned back in her chair, brushing some hair behind her ears. Zatanna leaned forward and held onto her drink with one hand.
"Well, not a whole lot. I did another show, did some consulting for some colleagues, hung out with a couple of friends." Zatanna fought the urge to grin to herself as the memory with Dinah and Oliver came briefly to the surface. Pushing it aside, she brought her focus back to Abby. "How's the life of a playboy bunny working out for you?"
"It's fine. Honestly, I'm not sure how much longer I want to stick with it."
"You going to try and do some modeling or acting? Honestly, you have the looks for either one. And I'm not just saying that because I fucked you."
"Oh really?" Abby smiled and laughed a bit. "Because I think that has at least a little to do with it."
"Well, I never said I was unbiased in my assessment." Zatanna winked and took a sip. "But honestly, you do seem to work out enough to do some action movies, even if it is as a stunt double or something."
"I'm not sure about being an actress. But doing stunt work does actually seem like something I can try." She sat a little straighter. "Honestly though, I have always wanted to try and do some script work, or even just write a novel or something. But it is hard to find a decent opportunity to do something like that. I knew that before moving, but still."
"Oh yea, I know a lot of people who tried to become magicians but end up ditching it to do something else. I was lucky because my father helped me out a little bit, but I can understand."
"While we are on the subject of entertainment, do you have like a favorite movie that you always like to watch?" Abby asked.
"Oh, it has been a while since I have had the free time to watch much TV or movies. I'm always busy with something. But if I had to pick one…no, I'm sorry I can't decide." Zatanna pinched her forehead as she was still trying to think. "I do like a lot of comedies, I know that."
"Good enough for me. Don't stress yourself over something so trivial."
"You have no idea how often I do this for my shows." Letting out a sigh to relax her body, she brought her hand down and looked back at Abby. "How about you?"
"I don't know, you might laugh at my pick."
"If I haven't laughed at your face, I think your fine." Grinning, Abby stared down at the table and played with her cup a bit before she looked back up.
"If you say so. My favorite movie would have to be…Tammy and the T-Rex."
Zatanna coughed a little bit on her drink as soon as she heard Abby responded. "I'm sorry, what?" Zatanna was fighting the urge to laugh. "I'm sorry, I'm trying to not laugh. But I was totally not expecting that."
"A lot of people have said the same thing. But I stand by it! It's ridiculous, but I love that movie! Plus, back in the day, I had a huge crush on Denise Richards."
"That I can get." Zatanna finished off her coffee as she gained back control of her body. "Didn't they cut a lot out to get a PG-13 rating though?"
"Yea, that is disappointing. But I do have the R rated cut somewhere in my mess of an apartment."
"Well, let's check it out." Abby raised an eyebrow in amusement, not believeing her at first, but Zatanna reached forward and poked Abby's face. "I'm serious! Also, that's checkmate."
"I mean…sure, why not?" Abby got up and grabbed Zatanna's cup and threw them into the garbage before walking out. Zatanna walked up to Abby and grabbed Abby's hand. She didn't say anything about it when she did that. Abby just liked the feeling of it and squeezed back, making jokes and making more small talk on the way back to her apartment building.
After she unlocked the door, Abby lead Zatanna back into her apartment, who looked around a bit. "I didn't think you were serious when you said your apartment was a mess."
"What would I have to gain for lying about something like that?" Abby threw her key onto the nearby nightstand.
"Maybe you were testing to see how much bullshit I would believe from you. Then you can map out a plan to convert me into your cult."
"Again, I'm not in a cult! I just wanted to paint my face with something new."
"Mm-hmm. That's exactly what the women in Charles Manson's cult said." Zatanna turned around and leaned on the back of the couch, moving a couple of sweatshirts out of the way.
"Really? Those are the EXACT words that they said?" Abby crossed her arms and smiled.
"Well, I might be paraphrasing a bit." Zatanna smirked, shrugging her shoulders. Abby nodded and walked around, squatting down and moving some stuff around on the book shelf near the TV. Zatanna turned around and slid down so that she was sitting on the couch. "You still have DVDs?"
"Yea. What about it?"
"I guess nothing. Except that we live in the 21st Century and we have something called Netflix."
"Whoa there, hold on just a second." Abby turned around, holding the DVD, with a look of confusion on her face. "We live in what century?"
"Oh yea, didn't you hear? We are living the the future world of the 21st Century! Flying cars and jetpacks as far as the eye can see." Zatanna leaned forward.
"Oh man, that's amazing." Abby shook her head in fake wonder. "I mean, I thought I would have my place cleaned up before then, but what are you going to do?"
"You can still clean all this shit up you know. I mean, I know you missed your deadline, but nothing says you can't."
"Why don't you do it?" Abby turned around and started getting her DVD player ready. "Just say a few words and this place can probably look more fabulous than Themyscira."
"First of all, as someone who has been to Themyscira, I can assure you this place will never look as good as that." Abby made a sound of pretend hurt before letting the magician continue. "Second, what makes you think I have this so called real magic?"
"Well, the fact that you're a magician is the first clue." Abby got up. "Also, I saw you make clothes appear on your body out of thin air the morning afterwards. And everyone knows you are a member of the Justice League. I think that might be the biggest clue."
"No, still not seeing it." Zatanna put her legs on the couch and leaned on her side. "Now, are you done turning that old piece of technology on?"
"Yes, I am." Abby walked over and sat down on the couch before laying down right in front of Zatanna. She felt the brunette wrap an arm around her as she rested into the furniture. "I hope you don't mind some gore while you fantasize about young Denise Richards."
"I wouldn't dream of it any other way." She hugged Abby close to her as she pressed the play button and they rested while watching the movie. It turned out the the red-head was right, as it wasn't long before Zatanna started laughing with Abby while the story of a mad scientist using a human brain to power a robot T-Rex unfolded on the TV screen. It was so entertaining, Zatanna didn't even think about trying to make any moves on Abby.
While the bunny would have enjoyed Zatanna trying to do something, Abby felt happy just to be held like this as they watched the film's insanity on full display. By the time the end credits started rolling, Zatanna pulled her arm off of Abby and did some exaggerated slow clapping as the red-head sat up and looked down at the sorceress. "I am so sorry for making fun of your movie pick! This had everything – action, comedy, drama, dinosaurs…"
"Good. Now, if only you can apologize for making fun of my artistic eye." Abby put a hand to her check and used the eye on the painted side of her face to stare at Zatanna.
"I don't think I will every stop doing that." She sat up, looking at Abby's black and white chess board cheek. "But I will admit, I am getting used to it. It shows that you have personality and some creativity."
"Well, thank you. That's very kind of you." Without even thinking about it, Abby leaned forward and gave Zatanna a brief kiss on the lips. But before she could have a chance to apologize, Zatanna cupped Abby's face and planted her own kiss, this one lasting a little longer and with a little more passion. She pulled away after a little bit, Abby biting on her lower lip in pleasure. But before anything else could happen, her phone dinged. The bunny groaned, but Zatanna pulled away with understanding.
"Answer it, it's fine." Abby pulled out her phone. After a few seconds, a look of genuine surprise started to show.
"Oh man! I have this alert that lets me know if any jobs I might be interested in are posted. And apparently, there are looking for stunt people for some kind of movie."
"That's great! When is it?" Zatanna started to stand up.
"Later this week, which I think works with my schedule…fuck, I'm sorry for making you feel like you have to leave." Abby started to stand up, Zatanna rubbing her hand on Abby's shoulder.
"No, I do have some plane of my own that I should probably get around to doing. But keep texting me, I want to hear how this goes!"
"Fuck, yea!" Abby followed Zatanna out to the door, opening it up for her. Turning around, Zatanna gently grabbed Abby's hip and stole another kiss from her. Pulling away, Zatanna winked and started to walk on down. Closing the door, Abby rested against the wall for a little bit, smiling to herself, still feeling the warmth of the magician's lips on hers. Looking at her phone, she started to find her laptop and get her resume ready.
Zatanna opened the doors into the bar and looked around before seeing the familiar color of red. Abby waved her hand in the air, seeing Zatanna push through a crowd of people. "Thanks for coming! I didn't think you would be in LA again so soon."
"I can be anywhere I want if there is someone important enough waiting for me." She kissed the younger woman and sat down, crossing her legs which wear under leather pants and ordered a cider for herself. Abby took a sip of scotch, wiping some dirt off her purple blouse. Zatanna turned her attention back to Abby. "So, what's the good news you wanted to share?"
"Well, remember that posting about stunt workers that I got?" Zatanna nodded in response. "Well, they want to hire me."
"Shit, that's awesome!"
"Yea…but there is a catch. If I take it, I would have to head for San Francisco for a few months. And I don't have the money to get a motel room. I thought I did earlier today, but my roommate's car broke down and I helped her with some repairs."
"First of all, shitty roommate for making you pay for any of that shit. Second, you don't have to stay in a motel in San Francisco."
"Well, being homeless doesn't exactly fit my idea of high living." Abby took a big sip of her drink.
"No, I mean you can stay with me." Abby coughed on her drink. She set it down and cleared her throat before turning around to completely face Zatanna.
"You can't be serious. We have only been on 2 dates, including now! Well, I guess you can say 3, but still!"
"I know, it's sudden and very forward and your probably freaking out over me suggesting that-"
"Well, I didn't say that." Zatanna stared in confusion for a moment as Abby collected her thoughts. "Now that I think about it…I actually do feel comfortable with that. Does this make me an insane girlfriend?"
"No. I know insane, and trust me your clear." Zatanna took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "I obviously don't have a lot of normal relationships, if any at all. But I feel happy when I'm with you. It's easy to talk to you and be with you."
Zatanna took Abby's hands in hers and gave the red head a serious, gentle look. "So…yea. I'm offering you the opportunity to move in with me. After only 3 dates. Super risky, but-"
Abby leaned in and kissed her with intensity for several long moments. Pulling back, she nodded and giggled. "Let's do it! I want to take a risk!" Zatanna smiled back and they continued drinking and kissing every now and then. They agreed that in a few days, Zatanna would come and bring Abby to her home and the two can start an unexpected part of their relationship that somehow felt right for the both of them.