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"This" means that they're speaking in Tamaran and its use for whispering; you'll know the difference, and this is when they're thinking/their POV.

Thank you guys for the reviews. You're awesome. Here's chapter eight, bet you thought I was going to take forever, right? It's a little longer so enjoy. :)

Your Reason Why

Chapter 8 – Welcome Home

Mariand'r stood in the middle of the entrance hall and stared at the hall Alfred had gone through. She took a glanced at the stairs and wonder if Robin was lost upstairs, then the smell of food filled the hall. Remembering that she was still hungry, she floated off the ground and happily followed the aroma to the kitchen.

There by the stove stood a big stack of golden, fluffy circles cover in golden, sticky liquid. The familiar white liquid was filled all the way to the top of the glass. She flew toward them and stared. Mar'i ponder over whether she should eat some else's breakfast but after seeing that there were more stacks on a bigger plate, and a big growl coming from her tummy, she picked up the plate and set it in front of a stool. Then carefully picked up the glass and set next to her food. Grabbing a fork, she cut a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

Deciding she needed more sticky liquid, she located it in the middle of the counter along with red and yellow bottles. Reaching for her objective, she knocked over the yellow bottle and then the red bottle, which landed on top of the yellow bottle causing the first bottle to squirt out a yellow substance all over the counter and Mari's plate.

"Oh-oh." Mar'i landed on the ground looking around to see if anybody saw. Quickly, she looked around for a cloth and found one by the oven. She cleaned, or rather smudged, the substance on the counter. "I got it dirty!" she yelled, looking at the cloth. Franticly running around the counter, she found a trashcan and hid it there…for now.

She miserably looked up at mess and frowned. Taking her plate back to her sit, she weakly put a now-yellow-covered piece of food in her mouth. Mari's eyes got bright and wide; a big smiled formed and her mood instantly lightened up. Giggling, she flew for the rest of the bottle and read its label.

"Mustard? This has to be the most delicious thing in the universe!" Squirting every single drop of mustard on her plate, she ate her breakfast in seconds.

oOo

Richard, Bruce, and Alfred walked toward the entrance hall where Mar'i was waiting.

"I suppose the first thing to do is sign the paper work so she can officially have your last name," stated Bruce, "get her settle, enrolled her in a school or perhaps she can be homeschooled. Make it public before the press start with false theories. Make sure she doesn't tell anyone that she's an alien. She'll need clothes, shoes, a bedroom, and a nanny, unless Alfred is up for the job– Richard?" asked Bruce looking back. Richard had stopped walking and was deep in thought.

"Dick?"

"Right." he said, snapping back to reality. "Hey, Alfred, are the guys here?"

"I believe she got here on her own, Master Dick."

"Flew here." stated Bruce. Richard was taken aback. Alfred didn't look at all surprised. They stopped once more.

"She can fly?" asked Richard.

"Yes. Not sure if that's all she can do, though." They reached the entrance hall but found it empty. "And we'll need a tracker device…" murmured Bruce. Looking around, the closing of cupboards and cabinets reached their ears as well as an audible mumbling.

"Did I mention the possibility of Mar'i having nine stomachs…?"

Once they got to the kitchen, it had been turned inside out. Food had been taken out and placed all over the counters. The fridge was open and the milk had been spilled on the floor. Mar'i was currently looking inside a cereal box and beside her some boxes of cookies had been open. Mar'i looked up in alarm. She had been caught yellow handed. Her hands and her dress, as well as her face, were covered in mustard. She nervously picked up the cereal box and gave it to Alfred. Looking down at her shoes, she shamefully stood in front of her father. Everyone looked confused.

"Mar'i what are you doing?" asked Richard. Mar'i looked up.

"You…You are not going to punish me? I ruin grandpa's castle." She said, not daring to look over at her grandfather. "I am waiting the time of out." Richard looked over at Bruce and Alfred for guidance. With a nod, Bruce encouraged him. Richard's eyes return to Mari's.

"Well…don't do it again." said Richard lamely. Mariand'r nodded eagerly. Bruce gave a sigh.

"Since that's the best you can do, I'll bestow the punishment. How about you take the day off, clean this up and get Mar'i settle. Mar'i can help."

"Great." said Richard looking around the kitchen.

"Let's go Alfred." said Bruce, leaving.

"Good luck, Master Dick." Richard looked down at Mar'i who was still standing in the same spot.

"Mar'i, what were you looking for?" he asked. Mari's eyes lightened up.

"I was looking for more of the mustard!" Something clicked inside his brain and flashbacks flooded back in his mind. Shaking it off, he picked up Mar'i and sat her on a stool. He walked over to the opened fridge and found the mustard bottle on the top shelf.

"Here." he said in a monotone voice. Heading for a door, Richard walked to the cleaning supplies closet and proceeded clean to the kitchen.

oOo

Mopping the last of the floor, Richard wiped his forehead and gave sigh. He glanced at the clock and realized it was only thirty past eight. He looked over at Mar'i and saw that she was sleeping. He needed to get some sleep as well. He put away the mop and walked over toward Mar'i gently nudged her awake.

"I'm finished. We should get you cleaned up now." Mar'i sleepily nodded and raised her hands toward him. Getting the message, he picked her up and headed toward the nearest bathroom.

Richard helped Mar'i wash her hands and face. With a moist towel he got most of the mustard off her dress. Throughout this Mar'i was trying to keep awake. She missed her soft bed. Richard can across the bandages on her.

"I think it's time for new ones. All that is left is for the bruise to heal." He unwrapped them and wrapped fresh ones around her head.

"Daddy, I need a new dress." Richard nodded in agreement.

"Stay here." He returned with a pair of boy's pajamas: a red t-shirt and red pants. "You can change into these. I'll wait outside."

Mar'i had a little trouble with her dress but managed. The pajamas were a little big for her but she was cozy. She folded her dress and set it on the sink alongside her socks and shoes and walked out. Once again she raised her hands and Richard picked her up. She fell asleep.

Richard set her down on the living room couch and looked over at the clock. Almost nine. Looking down at Mar'i, he laid on the couch across from her and wished for sleep. He closed his eyes and went through his mental list. He needed a shower and he was hungry but sleep consumed him.

Maybe I can finally get some rest… Loud knocks on the door were heard and someone wouldn't stop ringing the door bell. Or not…

He lazily walked over toward door and opened it. His three friends ran inside and almost knocked him down.

"Dick, listen, I know you're probably angry with us–" said Raven, all rushing to the living room.

"Dude, I'm sorry that I hit you but listen–"

"Mar'i is gone. Man, we just woke up and she wasn't there. Raven didn't sense her nearby and I couldn't track her. Gar tried to get her scent but he's not that familiar with it."

"She could be anywhere in Gotham. Even space– Or your living room…" Garfield stopped pacing. Raven and Victor looked past Richard and found Mar'i asleep on the couch.

"Yes…she flew here."

"She can fly?" his friend asked in union. Richard tiredly nodded.

"Dude!"

"So…you're going to let her stay?" asked Raven.

"She's staying with me." he stated. His three friends smiled in relieve and in wonder.

"Hey, Rich, we're cool, right?" asked Garfield.

"Yeah, I wasn't thinking very well…"

"And we can visit her anytime, right?" Richard chuckle.

"Yes, Gar. You can."

"So you're not angry with me? Just checking."

"No."

"Okay, because you so need a bath…no offence. Oh and some sleep."

"Right."

"And Mar'i can use some new clothes. Whose are those?" asked Victor.

"They were mine. It explains why they're sort of old."

"Well you can shower and rest while we go shopping for clothes. How does that sound?" asked Raven.

"And she'll need her own room with a Tamaranean feel to it so she won't get homesick. I could start working on a device to project a Tamaranean sky on the ceiling."

"We can get toys, candy, a sports car, and a puppy!"

"Thanks guys but isn't it too much? Wouldn't she get spoiled or… something?"

"Dick Grayson thinking like a parent all ready, not fun." stated Victor. Richard raised his eyebrow.

"Wait, a sports car?" asked Raven.

"For…me." Garfield shrugged. "Just kidding."

"Come on, man. Just a couple of things and that's it."

"Fine, if I feel rested I'll catch up with you guys later." Garfield held up his hand in anticipation.

"What?"

"Dude, your credit card." Richard reached behind his pocket and took out his wallet.

"Here…" His hand changed direction. "Raven." She took it.

"You spend over half the Titans' budget on comic books and they never trust you with money again…" murmured Garfield. He shrugged it off, wave good bye to Richard, and followed Victor and Raven out the door.

oOo

"You are trying my patience, Emperor Galfore. We have provided you with what you wanted and we want you to deliver your end of the deal." said the shadowed figure on the screen. His raspy- persuasive voice still lingered in Galfore's mind.

"What you request has far greater value than what you have provided me with." he protested.

"What we gave you was life. It is by far greater." The figure widened his eyes to emphasize his point.

"And if I don't provide?" Galfore challenged.

"Then we shall take it by force. The price has to be paid."

"Isn't there anything else you are interested in?"

"Emperor, you very well know our demands. You will deliver what we want, for my people are growing impatient. I will take it by force if necessary. I will get what I desire and you will deliver. It's a simple request really. You just have to make a choice…because I'm not changing mine. I'll get back to you in a few days. You have until then."

"If you are trying to intimidate me, you have not succeeded." Galfore narrowed his eyes.

"A life for a life, Emperor Galfore." The screen went black.

Sort of a filler chapter but this is where the plot starts to thicken. :P Now, what were they talking about? Any guesses?

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In the next chapter: Three Titans go shopping for a six year old girl. That should be fun and awkward (RemembEr two guys are Voting for the sports car!). xD The next chapter wIll takE a While, though. I am AP testing soon and I'm freaking out. Dx

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