I know, I had promised 3,000 words, but I just couldn't do it, I'm sorry. So here's the third and final chapter, and I am beyond happy, I really needed to finish it...enjoy?
"You're such an idiot sometimes." I chuckle at my boyfriend.
Wally carefully plucks the orange from the bowl he had dropped it in. He had attempted to juggle several fruits and they ended up flying in all different directions. I stand up on one of the kitchen chairs and take a kiwi out of the lamp above the table. How it had landed in there without breaking it is a mystery to me.
"You know, kiwis used to be called gooseberries." Wally says when I sit down in front of him again at the counter. He takes the fruit from me and grabs a knife, cutting the fuzzy skin off and handing me a slimy piece of the green fruit.
"What?" I ask, making a face, staring down at the piece that is in the palm of my pale hand.
"Well, would you eat a fruit that was called a gooseberry? Or a kiwi? Exactly,you wouldn't eat a gooseberry, no one would! It sounds like it came from a goose. You know." he nods.
I stare at him for a moment. "What?"
"That's all I have to say. Eat up; we're heading over to Titans Tower in a minute to talk things over with them." He smiles as if nothing is wrong and struts back to his room.
I toss the kiwi slice into the sink and sigh, biting my bottom lip. How can I do this? Face the Titans, after all that I've ever done? I can't do that. Wally knows that I'm worried about that, but he doesn't know how worried. I'm not the kind of person that would do well in jail. I can't be locked up in a cage like some animal, I'd go insane!
Maybe I can fake sick. He would postpone that meeting for sickness, right? Maybe not a common cold, but if I was on my deathbed…
"Hey, Lucky, you ready?" I hear him call from the living room. I take a deep breath and walk out of the kitchen.
I cannot believe I'm going to do this.
As we stand in front of the gigantic T, I feel my stomach churn. I feel like I need to sneak around the corner, press my back up against the wall, and take out the security cameras with my hexes. But of course, that's not what I'm supposed to do. I need to stand here like a normal hero and act all normal-hero-like and prove to the Titans that I am in fact a hero. I can be a hero. They just need to give me a chance.
"Come on, Slowpoke, you're taking forever just to walk through the door." Wally groaned, grabbing my arm and zipping into the tower.
I bite my lip and jump behind him when we get to the Titans' living room.
"Hey, Flash, Jinx, how's it going?" Cyborg grins.
Their eyes grow wide and they are immediately in fighting positions, Robin leading the team. I grab onto Wally's arm, my nails digging into his costume.
"Flash, get her!" Beast Boy shouts, pointing at me.
"I've already got her." he wraps his arm around my shoulders and guides me toward them. "Sadie…meet the Teen Titans: Dick, Rachel, Garfield, Victor, and Kori."
"Dude," Beast Boy exclaims.
"Guys, meet Sadie Knight," he introduces.
I swallow and raise my hand, which causes them all to shoot into defense mode, and I wave shyly. "Hi…"
"Sadie, would like to join the Teen Titans." Wally announces proudly.
The five before us stare at us with gaping mouths and I shift uncomfortably onto my other foot. I jab Wally in the side with my elbow and he leans into me so I can whisper into his ear.
"I don't think they believe you."
"Well, then, prove it."
I take a deep breath and step forward. Their powers bubble to the surface and I retract that step. "Um, hey…I'd really like to join the team…it's totally fine if you don't want me to though, I totally understand. I mean, I wouldn't trust me either. But, you know, I'm not really cut out for being a villain. But, you don't have to let me be a Titan, I get it."
"Hey, Lucky, you're kinda putting yourself down." Wally mumbles and then speaks to the Titans directly. "Jinx helped me take out three of her ex—" he emphasizes "—teammates in Italy…"
"What were you two doing Italy?" Cyborg interrupts.
"Having lunch," I reply casually.
"She likes Italian; I thought I might give her the real stuff." Wally shrugs.
"Although, I didn't get any, since we were rudely interrupted by those idiot bozos I used to call my teammates. What was wrong with me?"
"You were the only smart one that team."
"I thought so." I nod.
"Hold on a second," Robin instructs, leading his teammates away from Wally and I.
"I told you they wouldn't want me on their team, especially after everything I've done! How did I let you talk me into this? Oh, man…how am I gonna get outta this?" I murmur, biting my lip.
"You don't need to try to get outta anything. I promise, I'll take care of it. We'll find a way to get you on our team. After all, you're bad luck to your enemies, and the bad guys are now your enemies, which means that you'll be a good addition to the team, which means that they'll most likely let you on the team, which means—"
"You're explaining this way too much, Flash." I stop him.
"Right, sorry, just trying to make a point." He says.
I reach out and take his hand for reassurance as the Titans walk over to us. He entwines our fingers and gives my hand a squeeze. I analyze each of the team members, just so I could try to find out what their answer will be. Robin always looked so serious, and his mask makes it hard to read him. Raven's face is completely emotionless. Cyborg is silently standing behind Robin, and his single eye gives him away and tells me that he would be okay with me being on the team. Beast Boy is watching me warily, and Starfire is bouncing happily on the balls of her feet, which tells me their answer will be positive.
"Alright, welcome to the team." Robin says after a moment of silence.
"See? I told you everything would be fine." Wally says, throwing his arms up in exasperation.
"But, Wally, we're giving you full responsibility of her. If she messes up, it's on your head." Raven adds in her usual monotone.
"Oh, don't worry; she'll be a good girl. Won't you, Slowpoke?"
I nod slowly, giving him a look.
"What did I say?" he asks defensively, raising his hands to be level with his shoulders.
I roll my pink eyes and sigh. I'm suddenly in a bone crushing hug and I gasp as Starfire squeezes me with all her might. She pulls back a second later and grins at me with wide, curious, green eyes.
"I'm so glad you are the new addition to our team! What is your favorite color? What is your favorite band? What is your favorite animal? What is your secret talent? Is Wally your boyfriend? Would you like to visit the mall of shopping with me? Do you want to be my friend?"
I stare at her blankly for a second; trying to process what she had just asked me. "Um, purple. Evanescence. Cat. Drawing. Yes. Sure? I guess—"
"Oh, marvelous, friend Jinx!" she squeals.
"Well, do you want something to eat?" Cyborg asks with a shrug.
"Oh, no, thanks, I just had breakfast." I reply, waving my hand in dismissal.
Then, Wally grips the hand I had waved and he holds up a finger to the other Titans. He zips into the hallway and I smooth out my skirt, glaring at him in annoyance.
"Okay, you are officially my responsibility. So I was thinking, just so I could keep a sharp eye on you—"
"You want me to stay with you full time, don't you?" I ask knowingly, smiling softly.
"Yes…" he says, drifting off nervously, scratching the back of his head.
"Okay, this is gonna be fun." I grin. I grab his shoulder and pull him into me and pecking him quickly. "Love you!"
And I strut away. I honestly just don't want to see his expression. I've never said that to anyone, and I'm scared he'll get freaked out.
"Love you, too." I hear him whisper behind me and a big smile slides onto my face.
"Alright, you guys party?" I ask with my eyebrows raised in question.
"Yeah, do you?" Robin replies.
"Only when there's a party worth partying about." I answer.
"Well, then, looks like we need to show you a party, Titans Style!" Cyborg cheers and goes off to plan the party.
"Great," I sigh.
"I told you everything would be fine," Wally hisses in my ear for the billionth time.
"Yes, I get it, thank you," I say under my breath with a roll of my eyes.
He wraps an arm around my shoulders and kisses my temple. "No problem, Lucky."
Review? Maybe? Whatever. I know it sucked.
A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. -Proverbs 17:17