Chapter 20 Fighting Over a Cookie
Damian's POV
We all walked into the dining, and when we did…we found that the table had been lined up with an assortment of baked goods.
"Wow", Raven said in awe when she saw it. "What is all of this?"
"If no one gets badly injured during patrol, Alfred makes all these yummy goodies for us", Brown revealed.
"I think it's a wonderful way to unwind after a long night of patrolling the city", Alfred revealed. "Besides, it allows the family to spend some time together."
"That sounds…really nice, actually", Raven stated.
"I'm glad that you think so, Ms Roth", Alfred said. "So, please feel free to enjoy the desserts too."
"I can", Raven asked in shock.
"Of course you can", Father replied. "Now that I know that you've been helping out Damian, it's the least I can do to thank you."
"Oh, okay", Raven said, before looking at what was on the table. "Then…can I have a slice of that chocolate cake, please?"
"Certainly", Alfred replied, before cutting up a piece of cake and handing it over to Raven. "Here you go, Ms Roth."
"Thank you", Raven said as she took the cake.
Then, she took a bite out of it, and her eyes lit up.
"Wow", she said while her mouth was still full of food. "This is so good, Alfred!"
"I'm glad that you like it, Ms Roth", Alfred said happily.
I then looked at what the table had to offer, and spotted something very special.
After checking my surroundings, I tried to discreetly yet quickly grab onto it. However, I was not the only one who thought of this, and found two other people grabbing onto it as soon as I did.
"Brown, Grayson", I started. "I believe that my hand was on this cookie first."
"Nah ah", Brown stated. "My hand was definitely on it first!"
"No, mine was", Grayson stated.
"So, we cannot decide whose hand touched the cookie first", I said. "How else are we going to decide who gets it?"
"I think I should get it", Grayson stated. "After all, I stopped those robbers."
"I helped you with that", Brown pointed out.
"You two likely wouldn't have been able to do that if those robbers were in their car", I stated. "And the reason why they weren't is because I stopped it!"
"What about me, Damian", Barbara asked. "I'm the one who told you about the car chase in the first place! Therefore, I should be the one who gets the last cookie!"
"Well, we're not deciding on who gets the cookie this way", Brown said. "Plan C!"
With this, Brown swiftly pulled the cookie out of everyone's grasp!
"Oh no you don't", I stated.
Then…I jumped over the table and tackled Brown to the ground! I tried to take the cookie from her hand, but before I could, Grayson beat me to it.
"Mine", he exclaimed.
"No, mine", Gordon said as she sped past Grayson and took the cookie from him.
Then, before any of us could react, she bit off almost half of it!
We all groaned in disappointment, before standing up.
Then…I heard laughing. I turned my head, and saw that it was coming from Raven.
"I…I can't believe it", she said through her laughs. "I didn't think you'd get so worked up over a cookie, Damian!"
When I heard this, I could feel my face turn bright red. I then quickly rushed to my seat and sat back down next to Raven.
"I'm sorry you had to see something so childish", I said in embarrassment.
"Well, I think you're cute when you act childish."
For some reason, when I heard Raven call me 'cute', I started feeling this fluttery feeling in my chest.
"It's quite late and I'm tired", I lied, before suddenly standing up. "So I'm going to turn in for the night."
"Already", Brown asked.
"Yes", I replied, before looking at Raven. "Raven, thank you for assisting me on my stakeout tonight. Sorry that it ended up getting sidelined by something else."
"Oh, that's okay. I'm actually glad that I got to see you stopping that car. You were pretty cool back there."
Hearing Raven call me 'cool' made the fluttery feeling in my chest grow even more.
"Goodnight, Raven", I greeted, before quickly leaving the room.
As I began making my way to my room, I grabbed onto my shirt as the fluttery feeling in my chest continued.
What is this feeling in my chest? And why am I having it?
Raven's POV
Dick agreed to drive me home, so I was waiting for him in the entryway while he went to get his car.
"Raven", Mr Wayne started as he walked up to me. "Before you go, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, Mr Wayne", I replied. "What is it?"
"I'm not sure how much you know about Damian's past", Mr Wayne started. "But, because of it, he has a very hard socializing with people. Which is why I'm glad that he was able to make a friend."
"I see", I said. "But…I'm not actually sure if he considers me a friend?"
"Trust me, Raven", Mr Wayne started. "Damian tries to avoid interacting people as much as possible? He even tries to avoid spending time with his siblings. If he's willingly spending time with you, it must be because he wants to."
Hearing Mr Wayne say this got me thinking.
Damian…wants to spend time with me?
"Raven, can I ask you for a favor", Mr Wayne asked.
"A favor", I asked.
"Please continue you to be Damian's friend."
When Mr Wayne asked me this, I looked at him in shock.
"But please don't feel like you have to", he added.
I thought about his request for a moment. Then…I smiled.
"It's okay, Mr Wayne. I like spending time with Damian too."
After I said this, Mr Wayne smiled at me.
"I'm glad that you do."