AN: Alright, so here is Chapter 3, I really hope you guys enjoy it. as much as I had fun writing it!
Read it, Review it, would be much appreciated! =)
Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, This maybe in season 2 of YJ. BUT this story will NOT have the new character they introduced, That means no Bumblebee, No Rockeet (or whatever her name is) no Beast Boy etc. Just the good old six (and some Roy Harper here, he's also is not going to be a clone, Red Arrow is the real Roy Harper) people we were all use to seeing in the old episodes of season 1.
Chapter 3. So Bad.
_Two weeks after Nightwing's confrontation with Jason_
"Ugh..." Nightwing groaned. As he laid on the couch at Mount Justice. I'm so not feeling the aster... He thought tiredly, pulling the blanket closer to his neck.
Normally he would be on a mission with the rest of the team. That is what he planned on doing when he arrived, but apparently he looked as bad as he felt, when Roy Harper, frickin Red Arrow dragged him over to the couch, sat him down while Wally took his temperature and Artemis and Kaldur asked him questions. According to his teammates and what Dick told them he had a 100.5 fever, combined with nausea, headache, and freezing cold but he was also burning hot. Aqualad ordered him to stay put "You are in no shape to go anywhere."
"Frankly, I'm amazed you were able to get here without collapsing." Red Arrow added annoyed that his friend would even try to pull something like this, when they all knew him so well. "Yeah, man." Wally agreed. "Dude, you just stay here and we'll deal with the mission."
"Kid Flash is right, Nightwing. You need rest." Kaldur stated and with that they all left Mount Justice.
Dick rolled over and grabbed the orange juice and two Cold medicine tablets that M'gann and Artemis had left him on the table. He plopped them in his mouth and gulped down the pulpy liquid. I hate being sick... He sniffed then turned his head and coughed into his left arm. I wish Alfred was here... I wish Bruce...Nightwing bit his lower lip, closing his eye. He was always like this, if it was even possible, the former Robin was even more emotional when he was sick than when he wasn't.
He heard the door open, but he felt to horrible to even care who it was. "Oh..." a voice said in surprise. Dick forced his eyes open. He was also surprised to see Todd standing in the doorway, his black cape covering his body like it was the last time Dick saw him. He heard the kid whisper "Shit.." before he took another step inside the living room. The feeling is mutual kid.
"Sorry.." Todd said scratching the back of his head. "I didn't know anyone else was in here..." Nightwing noticed how nervous the kid looked. Maybe it was cause he was so tired, maybe it was because he was overly emotional, or maybe it was the fact the he was so sick and miserable and he didn't want to start a fight, that he sighed and said "Don't worry kid. I'm not going to hit you." he shivered and pulled the blanket even closer.
"I'm too sick to do anything right now..." He groaned
"Your sick?" Todd asked. Dick nodded weakly. Just then a wave of nausea and dizziness hit him. He yanked the mini trash bin that was sitting on the ground, put it up to his chest, (since he hardly eat everything before he came here) and Nightwing ended up dry-heaving, hacking, and spitting into the bin.
"Oh shit.." he heard the kid say, he actually sounded a little worried. "Do-" Todd trailed off. "Do you want me to get you anything?"
Is he trying to help me? Really? NO! No way am I going to be indebted to him. "No...Just leave me alone." The fired Boy Wonder groaned as he shivered and cringed.
But Todd stayed where he was. Looking at Dick with determination and a little anger. "Look." he began. "I know you don't like me, I know the reason you don't. I understand, if I was in your position I'd hate me too. But damn it, you look like your at death's door about to knock and say 'Take me away'. And I'm not just going to leave while there is something I can do about it." His replacement finished crossing his arms.
Nightwing just stood there, utterly dumbfounded. He honestly didn't know what to say. He'd been so cruel to the kid. And here he was helping him? "U-Um. I could use the remote, laying here in silence is nerve-racking." he said pointing to the remote that was on the kitchen counter.
"Alright." Todd said. walking over the remote, picking it up and turning on the big screen TV. The News was currently on, nothing interesting. Just about some kid that got a cat out of a tree. I dislike the News so much. Heavy on the dis.
"Boring! I hate the News." Todd said dully. He started to channel flip slowly, then stopped when he heard:
"I don't want another pretty face,
I don't want just anyone to hold.
I don't want my love to go to waste.
I want you and your beautiful sooooul"
"SonofvaBitch, I swear. I've heard this song 2,000 times in my short life!" His replacement groaned.
"Kid, I don't really think that's possible." Nightwing told the Kid. "And anyway, he's not that bad."
Todd turned to him. "There are some, who would disagree with your statement."
The fired Robin looked at Todd, frowning. "Are you one of those people?"
Silence.
Todd continued to channel flip, until Dick saw something- "Stop. I haven't seen this show in a long time." he announced. Todd walked over to the left side of the couch.
"Supernatural?" The Kid asked surprised
Nightwing felt anger boil inside him. "Yeah, you have a problem with that?"
"No, it's just..." Todd trailed off "I thought I was the only one who liked this show." he finished scratching his head awkwardly
The anger went out of him like a balloon. "You like Supernatural?" He asked in disbelief "Your eight-"
"I'm nine." Todd said matter-a-factly as he put his fisted hand to his chest. "And yeah, I like this show." he looked away from Dick to the TV. "Oh!-" he yelped excitedly a smile on his face "This episode is badass!" as he pointing to the television.
"Have you seen it?" Todd asked Dick.
Nightwing looked at the TV. The episode just started, the title of it popping up on the screen it read "No Exist". He shook his head "No I haven't seen it."
"It's fucking amazing!" His replacement said, turning his head to watch the episode, Dick followed suit. 2 minutes into the episode- "So who is your favorite: Dean or Sam?" Todd asked.
"Sam, no question." The ex Robin answered. "Though, I haven't seen a lot of this show, Alfred and Da-...And Batman told me not to watch it when they caught me in the living room with it playing on the TV."
"Hell, you too huh?" Nightwing turned to look at Todd. "Al and Bruce-" He sighed, smiling slightly. "They did the same thing to me when Alfred caught me watching it a third time, so cause I wouldn't listen when he asked me nicely, he blocked it."
Dick's eyes went wide "Really?" That doesn't sound like the Alfred he lived with for seven years. "Wow"
"Yeah!" Todd said eagerly "He was all-" His replacement cleared his throat to mimic Alfred " 'Master Jason! I believe I told you that you were not under any circumstances, allowed to watch this show. It is very inappropriate for a young boy your age.' He was so mad! Scared the shit out of me!"
The corners of Nightwing's lips twitched a little. "That's...very un-Alfred-like."
"Your telling me! I thought he was going to beat my ass, I hide in my room with the door locked for an hour! He apologized. I told him I wasn't coming out until he really meant it and was not faking it, just so I'd come out." Todd told Dick as he snickered a little. "He told me it worked with you a few times..."
Nightwing laughed. Genuinely laughed, the first in a long time. He smiled at the memories. "Yeah..." He answered still laughing "It did. I figured out he was faking when I noticed the tone of his voice! You see with Alfred if he is truly sorry about something his voice will get all sad and pitched. If he says it with a calm, straight face it means he's faking. He wasn't whelmed anymore, when I figure out his little trick." Dick started to laugh again at the memory of a found-out Alfred, Todd started to join him.
"Damn, I need to remember that!" The Kid laughed "It's too good not to use!" as he shifted himself on the arm of the couch. Dick realized he was taking up the whole thing with him laying on it. The world's not going to exploded if I let him sit here right? The fired Boy Wonder reasoned with himself.
He moved his legs up, giving the kid enough room. "Do it. Do it, because I can't anymore!" he said dramatically. Feeling like himself a little again.
Todd sat down on the couch next to Nightwing. "Oh! I'm so going too!"
The two heros laughed soon died as they resumed watching the show. Dick laughed out through his nose quietly. He glanced at Todd.
The kid maybe a pest, annoying, reckless. He may not deserve to wear my suit. But maybe-
The nine year old turned his head to Nightwing. The left side of his mouth went upward into a smile. Dick smiled back ever so slightly.
Maybe he's not SO bad, as I thought.
AN: So... thoughts on this? Was it good? Bad? Did it seem to rushed? Hmm?
Oh and *snickers* About the "Supernatural" reference? And the Jesse McCartney one? I'm SORRY! I could not resist the temptation! I just couldn't!
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And I'll see you guys in chapter 4! =)