Disclaimer : You oughtta know the routine by now. I'm in a grouchy mood, so I had to take awhile to write this so it didn't come out.. grouchyish. I don't know yet, but I think I'm going to HAVE to throw in some kind of pseudo-stalker somewhere. I mean, after all, it's not a true Plum story without it, is it? But don't worry, I'll make the stalker something.. un-stalkish. I dunno. Any suggestions about.. well.. anything.. will be GREATLY APPRECIATED.

I went with the name "Antonio", or "Tony" for the mystery brother, because that's the most popular name I got. I got a few reviews telling me that I got Ranger's siblings wrong (Celia, the other random 3 sisters, and the brother), but in order for this story to work out, i needed two brothers.. and so i substituted a brother for a sister. Who knows, maybe one had a sex change. I dunno. But for this story, the siblings are, in this order : Carla Diego Ricardo Tia Antonio. I'm sorry if the sibling-sex-change-and-name screwed up your day. Mah bad. But again, like one of my reviewers said, this is a fan fiction.

One last thing to address before I start this show.. HEY BOWLINGFORSHRIMP, UPDATE YOUR JAMIE STORIES! i'll make you a deal. I'll trade you Carla for Jamie. Jamie's the shit.

And awayyyyyyyyy we goooo..

"It's about damn time, woman!" called out Diego to Tia as she sat down her bowl in front of him. She rolled her eyes again, then turned to me.

"Go ahead and sit here," she said, pulling out a chair. I thanked her, then looked around..

and nearly had a heart attack.

Beside Deigo, a mini-Ranger stared at me.

I'm not shitting you.

I'm wasn't hallucinating,

I wasn't psycho.

The Ranger-Clone looked to be in his early twenties, but Tia did as well, so that proved I was not a good judge at age.

I'd be willing to give up good money to bet that this was the little brother of Ranger.

To Batman Jr.'s right, sat Chris, and to his right was a man who looked nothing like the family.

"Steph," said Tia, noticing my slight tilt of the head while looking at the man, "This is Carla's husband, Craig."

The man looked up and smiled slightly. "It's nice to finally meet you, Ms. Plum," he said politely.

I did not let the "finally meet you" slip my mind.

How much had Ranger told them about me, anyway?

Made me nervous.

I mean, come on, cut me some slack : I had the right to be.

It's not every day that a woman gets to go home and meet Batman's family.

Tia went through and introduced me to about a million cousins, Batman Jr. (who turned out to be named Tony), and an aunt and uncle.

If my family went through this every night, I would have died.

She came to a stop on an old, wrinkly woman sitting beside Ranger, who was across from me.

"Steph, this is Grandmother Maria."

There was silence as Grandmother Maria's eyes swept over me. She turned to Ranger and spoke rapidly in Spanish. He answered her just as rapidly.

This continued for what seemed like hours, though I'm sure it was only seconds. I began to grow nervous, but relaxed when Tia grinned at me.

"Grandmother Maria doesn't speak English," she explained, "but she says to tell you to treat her grandson right.. loosely interpreted."

Loosely interpreted? Uh, okay. (A/N : I'm too lazy to look up how to spell that I word, but interpreted looks closest to the correct spelling, and if i stare/say a word for too long, nothing about the word sounds right.. so humor me.)

I was not sure how to answer her. Diego seemed to see how uncomfortable I was, because he immediately came to my rescue.

"Okay, enough drilling of Steph for now, I'm hungry. Let's eat."

Jesus Christ, Batman and Superman are brothers.

He flashed a grin at me, but said nothing, and nobody else seemed to notice.

"Let the games begin," Ranger muttered. I looked up to him in confusion.

He smiled slightly and subtly held up his five fingers. He put one down, leaving four.

Three.

Two..

"LISSIE YOU SPILLED YOUR DRINK ALL OVER ME!"

"Did not."

"Did too."

"DID NOT!"

"SHUT UP!"

This came from Carla, who was, of course, ignored.

"DID TOO!"

"DID NOT!"

"Lissie, Chris, be quiet," commanded Tia. She too, was ignored.

"I hate you Lissie."

"No you don't."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"DO TOO!"

Grandmother Maria suddenly began rapidly letting out streams of Spanish, but nobody seemed to be paying attention.

Amid all this, Ranger, Diego, Tony, Bella, Craig, Carla, and Tia seemed to be unaffected, and continued eating, speaking only when the volume got so loud that the windows threatened to break.

My eyes were wide.

And Ranger gave me a hard time about my family.

"Having fun?" yelled out Diego over the noise. He grinned at me. Ranger had his eyes closed and his fingers rubbing his temples.

"Loads," I muttered, but somehow Diego heard me. He laughed, then ducked as a sippy-cup came flying his way.

"MOM, SHE THREW HER CUP AT ME."

"DID NOT."

"DID TOO."

Tia's posture was now similiar to Ranger's, but the others still were calm.

And Ranger gave me.

A hard time.

About my family.

Ha. Haha.

"Mom!"

"Be quiet." Ranger finally spoke to his neice and nephew, who shut up immediately.

Well, hells bells.

Diego shook his head. "I think you ruined Stephanie's entertainment, Ricky." Laughing, Diego stood up.

The rest followed his example.

Ranger remained silent, looking from Diego back to me. He shook his head.

"I hate to say it, but Steph and I have to go."

His announcement was greeted with a chorus of groans.

"Come on, Ricky," Carla said, "It's only seven. Don't you think Steph would be interested in some old childhood tales?"

Ooo.

Now we're getting somewhere.

"No," Ranger said sharply, although something in his eyes -- fear? -- made me grin.

"Actually," I piped up, "I don't see why we should leave so early. Shouldn't we visit first?"

The glare Ranger shot me right then would have, under normal circumstances, caused me to run out of the room and hide under the nearest desk.

However, under the protection of the Bat-Crew, it just made me laugh.

Ranger sat back down in his chair with a sigh. "Thirty minutes," he said, looking from me to Carla to Tia, then back to me.

Carla and Tia nodded, then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.

The led me up the stairs and to a room on the right. I could tell it used to be a teenager's room; but now there were family pictures and other things put up to attempt to cover up that fact. Carla and I sat down on the bed while Tia searched through her drawers.

"Taa daa!" She laughed, throwing a rather large photo album down beside Carla and me.

Photo album?

Oh hell yeah.

Payback time.

This was gonna be good.

Again, I know ya'll are probably getting frustrated with my slow updating, but at least I get one-two chapters in daily, which is damn good for my lazy arse. Show me some love anddddd.. (you probably know what i'm about to type.. if not..

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