A completely original chapter with a conversation between Robin and Luna (AKA Dick and Callie). The song used in this chapter is "Home on Christmas Day" by Kristin Chenoweth. Please do look it up and imagine Callie playing this. :) Enjoy the dramaaaaaa.
Dick couldn't help but feel a bit nervous as he approached Callie's house. He told Alfred he didn't need a ride today because he needed to take care of something and when the butler asked him what, he replied that it had to do with a classmate.
He was telling the truth of course. Callie was a classmate, but she was also a teammate. She was the classmate that teased him and got in competitions with all the time.
And she was also the teammate who hated his guts.
'I'm screwed.' He groaned mentally. 'One wrong word and she'll have my head.'
Swiftly, he hopped the steps up to her house and stopped at the door. He was hesitant. With a deep breath, he sighed and brought his hand up to the door. He gave three curt knocks and waited.
Diana answered the door and with knowing eyes, gave him an understanding smile. "Hi Dick. She's with another guest but come on in."
"Thanks Ms. Newman." Dick stepped into the house.
She shut the door and turned to the middle school boy. He looked back at her and skeptically asked, "Do you... know why I'm on here?"
"I do." she replied, smiling reassuringly. "Try to take it easy. I'll make sure she doesn't kill you."
"Heh, thanks... If Callie's Luna, then does that make you..."
"Wonder Woman? Yes."
"Oh. Hi then." He grinned sheepishly.
"Hi Dick." She chuckled and leaded him into the living room to wait, where he realized he could hear the faint sounds of music and an enchanting singing voice from upstairs.
"I forgot Callie was a music student." Dick commented. "The last time I heard her sing was the assembly last year."
"Music seems to be one of the only ways she can really express the emotions she doesn't usually show... If you get what I mean." Diana smiled with a twinge of sadness to her features.
"I didn't think she actually was like that... P-Pardon any offensiveness!" He stammered.
"It's okay. A lot of people have said that. What I don't think people realize is that she has more passion inside her than she shows. She just needs an outlet."
Diana looked up at the ceiling, noticing the silence. "I think you can go up now. Her guest seems to have left."
"I didn't see anyone leave." he mentioned with a puzzled expression.
"You weren't supposed to." She chuckled. "Turn left up there, last door on the right."
Dick was left even more confused as he ascended up the stairs to where he was directed. Piano sounds floated out into the hallway from her room and he froze. He wasn't sure whether he ought to go back or just go in and listen. In a moment of spontaneous courage, he chose the latter option and slowly approached the room.
Peering through the cracked open door, his baby blues spied the girl sitting at a small piano placed against the opposite wall with her back to him. The piano let out light, lilting sounds and Dick felt as if he were being transported to some sort of memory of Callie's. One that took place in a nostalgic wintertime much like everyone dreamed of.
Her singing followed in soon after the piano intro and he became mesmerized.
And now that winter's here soon it will be Christmas
I see your face so clear though you're far away
Your home is in my heart, it's everywhere I go
And I'll be waiting here 'til you're home to stay
I think of winters past we were all together
The sweetest memories all come into play
Your voice rings in my ear just to let me know
That you'll be here with me home on Christmas Day
Angels calling from up high will bring a starry sky
To light the frosted ground below
So you will know your way back home tonight
A candle burns so bright to show the way
I'll make a silent wish just for you this Christmas
To keep you safe and warm never led astray
That everywhere you go you're sheltered from the storm
And that my Christmas wish is with you every day
Angels calling down to say they'll always know the way
To lift you 'til you soar so high
That I will see you in the sky above
My Christmas gift of love will guide you by
And now I promise you with all my heart this Christmas
That all the love we shared will never go away
Your spirit's everywhere and I hope you know
That you are always here home on Christmas Day
Home on Christmas Day
Dick was amazed at her talent. For a moment there, he had honestly thought it was a snowy December in Gotham rather than a transitioning time into fall in September.
He opened up the door to walk in, but hit someone standing on the other side of it. Callie turned and Dick forced his way in and looked behind the door to find Roy standing there.
"Dick." Callie said plainly, looking irritated.
"S-Sorry, I thought you were on your own. Your mom told me-" He tried to apologize.
"My mother was mistaken." She replied over him, standing and shutting the piano with a loud slam.
The air was stagnant with a cold feeling of awkwardness and everyone in the room was still. Roy moved first, grabbing his jacket from off her bed. "I'll see ya around Callie. Remember what we talked about." he told her before moving Dick to the side gently and walking out.
Her door shut and all was silent again. Callie gave a hard stare at Dick as her arms and legs were crossed on the piano bench. He shifted nervously under her ever-watchful gaze.
"You can sit down." She told him bluntly with a deadpan look now.
He irked and sat down on her bed embarrassedly.
"So..." he started.
"First things first, you need to make me a promise." Callie seemed to twitch a bit, using such an intimate word for someone she had abhorrence for. "Now that you know what you know, you need to swear that not only will you never tell anyone, but that this shall change nothing between us. We still hate each other as teammates and still hold a rivalry against each other as classmates. Understood?"
"Yes." He nodded, sitting up a bit straighter.
"Excellent. Now..." She gave a slight sigh. "This is basically a Q and A. Now that you've figured things out, you'll obviously have some things to ask."
"Yeah, I do actually."
"Then go ahead."
"Are you really Wonder Woman's daughter?" Dick blurted out. "I mean, you don't look anything like her."
"I am. She must have made me out of clay like her mother did before her. And I look different because of my powers. My grandmother, Hippolyta, blessed me with my powers the moment I came into being." She flipped a few strands of her lavender hair behind her shoulder. "It's why our appearances differ."
"Okay... Why do you hate me so much?" He threw out there.
Callie raised an eyebrow, inquiring stiffly, "What kind of question is that?"
"A good one that I'd like you to answer." Dick replied. "And I won't leave until there's an answer to THAT question. You can avoid it for now. But I won't leave until it's answered."
Yet another stiff silence.
"I have animosity towards you because of your self-centeredness, your inability to follow orders, your dreadfully high self esteem, your narcissistic, know-it-all attitude, and annoyingly big mouth." She answered bluntly, completely unfeeling in her reply.
Dick could feel a nerve snap in him and once one snapped, he couldn't hold back anything anymore. "Oh yeah? Well you're cold, unfeeling, rude, insulting, way too serious, and sometimes just freaking evil!" he shouted back as a reply.
Callie twitched. Just a bit. The movement was barely noticeable, but Dick saw it, and immediately regretted opening his "big mouth".
"If that's all you have left to say, then I suggest you leave." Callie spoke with a sharp, icy tone. "Now."
He couldn't think of what else to do. He stood and turned to walk away, glancing back at her before hurrying out the door and out of the house before Diana could ask what was wrong. Dick's brisk walk stopped when he was halfway home to Wayne Manor. His mind kept flashing back to that moment when he had turned around to look at Callie one more time.
He was pretty sure he had seen her emerald green eyes glisten with melancholy diamond tears.
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