Duck in cover! Obviously, it's the apocalypse because I've posted stuff as I promised. Just to make things clearer, I figured in this they'd be fifteen or so, so only a year or so after the first season. Thank you for being such great followers! Please, let me know if there's anything I should do to make the story better! See you at the bottom!
"Robin, B-0-1."
Jason didn't even look up, he just scooted so the tampered weapon was out of Alfred's view and the zeta beam's view. Then, the unexpected happened.
"Tempus, B-0-8."
"Jerra!" Jay yelled, throwing the explosive across the room as he sprinted towards the glowing transporter. He cringed when the batarang exploded and glanced back innocently at Alfred, who merely rolled his eyes. "You came back!"
"Hey, kid." She smirked, allowing him to hug her. "Miss me?"
"Yeah!" Jason cleared his throat. "Well, you're cooler than the Boy Lame-o, anyway."
"Thanks," Jerra snickered as Dick gave an indignant scoff. "Lemme change, then wanna watch a movie or something?"
"I'll pick one out!" Jason ran up the stairs with new, un-violent purpose.
"Would you care for snacks, Miss Jerra?"
Jerra smiled wearily at the old man. "We'd love some, thanks." Alfred followed Jason to the mansion. Jerra turned her attention to getting out of uniform and made a face as she ripped off her mask, then rubbed the red areas. "Gosh, that's the last time I steal Batman's glue for masks. Ow."
Dick appeared from the locker room and snickered. "Yeah, I think you used too much. You've got a mask-shaped red mark across your face. Hahaha!" He cackled, then straightened up. "Looks like you're not leaving the house anytime soon. You're lucky it's summer break, you have a mask mark!" He nearly fell to the floor in hysterics. The rest of Jerralin's face turned red.
"I'm getting changed," she grumbled, grabbing her bag of stuff she always left in the cave and whapping him with it as she passed. "Shut up."
"You know you love me!" Richard yelled, slowly fading out of his laughter. He realized what he had just said and bit his lip. Good thing Jerra was ignoring that last comment. He really didn't need to scare her off five seconds after he got her back. Dick decided to go join Jason upstairs. Because really, he couldn't beat Jason when it came to making a fool of himself.
Alfred smiled when he came across three figures passed out in the living room. Jason lay sprawled on the floor near Jerra, who was lightly snoozing on the armrest. Dick had a hold of her right wrist, and Jerra's left hand laid on Jason's shoulder. Needless to say, it was all very adorable.
Dick stirred and blearily opened his eyes. Looking around, he shook Jerra, who irritably smacked his hand while rubbing her eyes. He pressed his forefinger to his lips, and she nodded. They shared a smirk and fell to the floor next to their little brother, who was snoring and drooling a little. Jerra grabbed him around the thighs, and Dick got him under the arms. They yanked him up and carried him off to his room. They past Bruce as he entered the doorway, and both teenagers giggled and quickened pace as the Batman watched curiously.
"It's good to have things as they say, 'back to normal,'" Alfred smiled.
"This is our definition of normal?"
"You should get some sleep, Jers."
She glanced back from the windowsill and sighed. "Security breach."
Dick grinned and did a series of one-handed cartwheels until he reached her across the room. "Well, if you're gonna join the team tomorrow, you need to be in tip top condition."
"I don't know if I will," Jerra sighed, looking down. Dick noticed the notebook and pencil in her hand, and the markers strewn around the room.
"Whatcha working on?" He pestered, poking her.
"A symbol." Jerra began closing the sketchpad.
"Huh?" Dick attempted to steal the notebook. "What do you mean?"
"Well, Robin has the 'R,' Superboy's got the 'S,' Artemis has an arrow, Aqualad has an 'A,' Batman has a bat, et cetera. My outfit's pretty bland."
"Technically, Black Canary doesn't have a logo on her outfit." Dick smirked.
"Yeah, well, I want one." Jerra plucked a blue marker from beside her. She gave him an evil grin in warning before tackling him, scribbling all across his arms and face.
"Jerra!" He used his training to twist them so Jerra was pinned, but she still had the weapon. "What type of logo are we talking about? A 'T' for Tempus?"
"About that," she used her feet to propel the boy over her head. He landed with an ungraceful thud behind her. "I was thinking of changing the name, too."
"Pulling a Red Arrow?" Dick smirked, rolling to take refuge under her bed.
"Well, similar to Speedy, Tempus just…doesn't really fit. It's not one of those things you immediately associate with being a hero."
"I see," Dick mused, laying on his stomach and holding his head up with his fists. "And what would this name change be?"
"Would it be over-obvious if I chose Nightingale?" She blushed. Richard pretended to think about it for a moment. "Dick!"
"I think it'd be great." He cackled, dodging the markers she threw at him like darts in her impatience. "What's the logo?"
"Well, I was thinking a bird," she began. "I'm keeping the black bodysuit because, really, it works. And I figured it'd be easiest if we just sew on a logo to my existing suits."
"What color bird?" He asked. Jerra reached around her for the notebook.
"I dunno, I'm thinking some shade of blue. It just seems to me all the heroes use red, yellow, or green."
Dick nodded. "Agreed. In my defense, I made my costume way before any of the other guys showed up."
Jerra scoffed. "Sure, Boy Wonder. Anyway, I can't seem to make a decent looking bird design, and there's no way I'm stealing something off the internet, so grab a marker and get to designing."
"Roger," he smiled, reaching around her and grabbing a royal blue Crayola. When he pulled back, he realized just how close they were. "Oh, uh, Jerralin?"
"Hm, Richard?"
"Are we still...together?" He blushed, turning to his paper.
Jerra had to blink and think for a moment before grinning at his back. She leaned forward and lightly kissed his ear before sitting criss-cross, leaning against him back-to-back. "I'll work on it."
"We'll work on it," he corrected, smiling despite himself. "It's good to have you back."
That was fun. I hope you liked that one, I'm going to start writing some more in between, because this next part is where it actually shows some form of plot, haha. Thanks for reading, you guys. Party time: I'm moving into my new house in this crazy big city on Sunday, so I might be busy tomorrow prepping. Another scary note: I've never seen my new house or my new school or even this giant city. So, wish me luck! :D I'll try to post tomorrow.
Everyone's finally happy again (for now),
Auri the Awesome