Godparents

"Better catch up Grayson, I'm about to lap you." Wally laughed as his virtual car passed Dick's on the TV screen in the game room. Wally, Dick and I were smashed together on a small loveseat playing the newest racing game that the junior speeder had brought over.

"What else is new?" Dick sighed. "You always win when we play a racing game! Though Lil's catching up!" I was indeed. My car and Wally's were neck and neck, soon we'd near the finish line. Ding-dong! A sudden alarm caused me to jump out of my skin sending my controller flying. As a result my racecar veered off the track and crash. Wally took the opportunity to speed past me and win the race.

"I win again!" He declared proudly. "Why'd you fall off the couch?"

"The door bell again?" Dick guessed before offering me a hand.

"Yeah." I admitted embarrassingly as my brother helped me to my feet. I'd only been living with Bruce and Dick for about a week and every time someone rang the front doorbell it, it's loud bellow took me completely by surprise.

"You get used to it." Dick promised.

"You guys want to go another round?" Wally asked, jabbing his thumb in the TV's direction.

"I'm getting kind of hungry." Dick confessed. "How about a snack?"

"I could always eat!" Wally agreed.

"We know!" Dick and I said at the same time, causing all three of us to laugh. We crossed the Entrance Hall into the kitchen where a muscular man with thick rimmed glasses was talking to Alfred and Wally's Uncle Barry.

"Barry! Uncle Clark!" Dick exclaimed the second he spotted the three men. The young acrobat launched himself into the arms of the muscular man.

"Hey Dick!" The man smiled as he wrapped Dick in a hug.

"I didn't know you were coming to visit!" Dick beamed as he was set back down on his feet.

"Oh, I'm surprised Bruce didn't tell you." The man frowned. "He told Barry and I to come by as quickly as possible. Hey Wally didn't see you there!" He offered Wally a high five.

"You're looking particularly super today." Wally smiled before slapping his hand on the other man's.

"Hey Clark, have you met Lilly yet?" Barry asked.

"No, I haven't had the pleasure." The man smiled before finally turning to me. "Hi Lillian, I'm Clark Kent. It's nice to meet you." He held out a hand for me to shake. I took it cautiously and shook it.

"You can just call me Lilly, Mr. Kent." I told him quietly.

"Only if you'll call me Clark." He smiled. "Mr. Kent is my father."

"Are we staying for dinner Barry?" Wally asked his uncle.

"Don't see why not." The speedster shrugged.

"Are you staying Uncle Clark?" Dick asked excitedly.

"That depends, I don't know what Bruce needed to talk to Barry and I about." Clark glanced over at Alfred.

"Master Bruce is in his study Mr. Kent, I'd escort you and Mr. Allen myself, but I'm afraid young Mr. West is looking a bit peakish." Alfred told him dryly.

"Race you!" Barry smiled before running down the hall.

"It's alright Alfred, I know the way." Clark assured the butler before walking down the hall to Bruce's study.

"C'mon Lilly, if we don't hurry, Wally'll eat all the snacks." Dick dragged me into the kitchen after Wally and Alfred.

An hour later Wally, Dick and I had eaten our snack and returned to our video game. Alfred called us into the dining room some time after to let us know that dinner was about to be served. When we trampled into the dining room Bruce, Barry and Clark were already seated.

"What's for Dinner Alfie?" Wally questioned cheerily.

"Steak, potatoes with gravy and other assorted vegetables, Mr. West." Alfred explained. "And for dessert, Apple Pie." The Butler added with a smile in Clark's direction.

"Mmm my favorite!" Clark declared, rubbing his hands together.

"I anticipated as such sir." Alfred approved before leaving the room. The Butler returned quickly and served us each a colorful plate of steak and vegetables.

"Delish!" Wally proclaimed, digging into his food.

Tasty!" Barry agreed between bites.

"it really is great Al!" Dick compliment the Butler as he passed by.

"So Lilly," Clark said slowly after he cleared his throat. "Did your mom ever talk to you about a godparents?" I finished chewing my bite of steak before answering him.

"No, she didn't." I replied. I didn't even know what the word meant.

"A godparent," Clark smiled. "Is someone who promises to look out for a kid if something happens to their parents."

"Kind of like what Bruce did for me?" Dick questioned.

"Yes, kind of like that." Clark nodded.

"But what does that have me?" I asked Clark who seemed to be watching me carefully.

"I've been thinking." Bruce said from his spot at the head of the table. "If something were to happen to me, there would be no one to take care of you and Dick."

"Nothing's going to happened to you!" Dick exclaimed.

"That's what Clark and I said!" Barry remarked, aiming the tines of his fork at Bruce.

"We can't all be bulletproof." Bruce complained. He cast a dark glare in Clark's direction before continuing. "As I was saying, if something were to happened to me, there'd be no one to take care of Dick and Lilly."

"But we've got Alfred!" I said quickly.

"Yeah Al raised you, he could take care of us." Dick agreed.

"Well, what if something happened to Alfred and Bruce? Then who would take care of you?" Barry asked. Dick and I exchanged a look, neither of us had an answer for that so we stared down at our plates.

"That's why I asked Barry and Clark to come over tonight." Bruce explained. "I want to make sure the two of you are taken care of if something happens to Alfred or I."

"Which is why Clark was asking if you knew what Godparents were." Barry said as he scooped a second helping of food onto his plate.

"I've asked Barry and Clark if they'd be willing to look after you...should something happen to me." Bruce said. "Until you're 18 you'll need adults to be financially responsible for you and to help you with school and other things. Dick, I've asked Barry and Iris to be your godparents and Lilly, I've asked Clark to be your Godfather."

"That's awesome! We would be like...brothers!" Wally grinned at his best friend.

"Lilly, since Bruce's asked me to be your godfather, a duty which I gladly accept, I thought maybe you and I could get to know each other better. Maybe you could come stay with me at my apartment in Metropolis sometime?"

"She just barely moved in here Clark."Bruce growled at him.

"Yes I know. I meant after she's had time to settle in." Clark stammered.

"I think that would be very nice Mr...Uncle Clark." I smiled.