Even though Metropolis and Gotham are in the same time zone, Babsie, MY best gal pal, and I are not, so any times mentioned in Metropolis are set to Central Time, whereas any Gotham City times mentioned are West coast times.
Ode To Waiting
By: Carmen Wayne
8 PM
Kara Kent sat, painting her nails, in front of her computer. On it was a window for her AIM buddy list. There, it was blank. She was waiting for Barbara Gordon, her best gal pal, to get on to talk to.
Sitting behind her on a rolling chair was Kyle Rayner. He was sketching something or another. He had insisted putting it on NBC, however, to watch the Olympics. It involved some sort of running bet he had with Wally West, so it had to stay on, he said. He looked around the living area of the apartment, then looked over to the blonde.
“Is anyone else here?” he asked.
“No…” Kara said, immediately following it with speed-blowing her nails.
“Then WHY am I doing this?” he asked, setting the sketching pad and pencil on the ground. He slid the chair on over beside Kara and started playing with her hair. “Whatcha doin’?”
Kara had to giggle.
“NO, Kyle.”
“Why?” Kyle asked, grinning. “C’mon…”
“Because—“ she giggled more when he kissed her neck. Quickly, she shrugged him away. “WALLY is stalking me!”
“Why?!” Kyle asked, confused.
“Streaky, he wants to take her for the weekend.”
“Ah…” He moved his hand to the button of her pants and started playing with it. “You know—“
“Heehee, Kyle, are you in some sorta MOOD I need to know about?”
“Yeah… Roy told me about something I simply MUST try…”
“Oh no…” Kara said, grinning. “What is it?”
“You’ll see! CLOSE your eyes!”
8:45 PM
Laughing hard, Kara sat up from where she was sitting on Kyle (yes, on him) in a rather… interesting position that involved the usage of her portable red light and no clothes. (No. Clothes. Kyle. Rayner. Yum.) Taking a glance to the computer screen, Kara yelped.
“OMIGOD! The little BITCH!” she yelled.
Kyle sat up and looked too, not bothering to move her.
“What happened?!” he asked, knowing she’d never say that about Barbara.
Kara used her mouse to reactivate AIM that had shut her off. To get Kyle to lay down, she slammed her hips forward on him.
“Omi—“
He fell out of sight from the computer. Kara giggled a little, waiting until AIM signed her back on. She got a disappointed look to see there was no Barbara… Her aggressions were soon turned towards the man under her instead of pounding the computer into nothing.
9:00 PM
Almost as if he was drunk, Kyle staggered to the window, transforming into his Green Lantern uniform. Kara adjusted herself and smiled, watching him go.
“See you tonight?” she asked innocently.
“Aheh—yeeeaaaahhh—“ he said before slipping out the window.
Kara wasn’t too worried, since he could fly. She swiveled on the chair a few times, then turned around to look at her Buddy List. She pouted to see there was no Barbara as she adjusted her hair. But soon, her attentions were turned to the rapid knocking of someone on the other side of the apartment front door. Kara shot over and opened the door, to Wally West.
“Kara!”
“Oh fuck.”
“Damn, you look like crap!” He shoved his way into the apartment. “We gotta talk, Cracker Jack!”
9:10 PM
Wally ate madly a white pudding-like food Kara made for Bruce, since he loved that mixture from Argos, but instead gave it to Wally to preoccupy him. Meanwhile, Kara was fidgeting nervously as she watched the BL on the screen, trying to remind herself it was only 7:10 where Barbara was at, and only 10 minutes after the time she said she’d be on by.
Kara hated it when Barbara did that to her.
9:30 PM
The situation soon turned ugly. Wally sat on his knees, arms dramatically in fists above him, tears streaming down his face.
“WWWWWHHHHHHHHYYYYYYY?!”
Kara stared at the computer screen with a neutral look as Wally choked and sobbed and screamed and cried. She really wanted Barbara. SO bad. Slowly, she looked over her shoulder at him.
“NO, you cannot take STREAKY!”
“B-But… I’m the daddy!”
“GRANDdaddy, you supreme moron! You didn’t fuck her!”
“Heh… *sniff* Beastiality………… I WANT KITTTTTTYYYYYYYY!!!!”
Kara looked upwards.
“If you’re up there, Christian-God, if you get rid of him, I’ll convert!” she said hopefully.
9:50 PM
“Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease----WHOA! How do they DO THAT?!” Wally exclaimed.
Kara just STARED at him. She was amazed how he managed to break off a “please” fest that lasted the last ten minutes to watch figure skating on the Olympics.
“Simpleton,” she said in deadpan.
Wally rocked back and forth, giggling to himself.
“Robbie could do all of that… Robbie’s cool.”
“GO HOME!” Kara yelled, hitting him upside the head.
“OW! No! Not ‘til I get Streaky!”
“Go die.”
“Dun like that? Fine! I dun go ‘til BABS comes on!” he said, pointing a finger at the screen.
“Where is she anyway?”
“I dunno, I’ve been following you all day. By the way, that position… did Roy tell Kyle about that?”
Kara’s eyes were wide. Wally just grinned wickedly.
10 PM
Sobbing hard, Wally beat a fist weakly into the carpet. He kicked his feet weakly all around, as if he were a five year old throwing a temper tantrum that had been let to work it’s own way through for about an hour. Kara continued to watch him AND the computer screen. Still no Barbara Gordon.
10:17 PM
Kara whimpered and restarted the computer as her cable connection decided to blip. All the while, in the background, Wally’s temper tantrum hit a second wind.
10:20 PM
Endless rolling and sniffling and sobbing drew Wally into the weirdest position. His knees and his head were on the floor, but his butt was in the air. He was in the same spot that he had been at the start of the floor fit. He was gasping and sniffling and still crying from his fit. Kara grinned.
“Quick, let me take a picture! This is prison porn!” she exclaimed dramatically.
“Shut up…” he muttered.
Kara wondered why he replied like THAT, instead of playing around… upon closer inspection after a moment, she discovered he had fallen asleep in that position… and he was sucking on his thumb.
11 PM
At this point, Wally was still asleep, and Kara was happy for that. She had been going without any real sleep again and they discovered it’s rather unhealthy for Argonians, Kryptonians, or clones of Kryptonians to go without sleep for very long. The average Kryptonian could sleep sixteen hours straight. The average clone could sleep eighteen. The average Argonian could sleep for an unprecedented twenty-two hours. Kara had dramatically less than five in a very long period of time for her. She was feeling ill, and very queezy. Barbara was still a no-show. She knew Barbara hadn’t slept in a while and that might have been what she was doing, but she said a specific time TO a specific time she would be on. So, without fail, Kara turned on Jay Leno, one of the Olympic editions, and watched.
11:30 PM
Desperate, Kara EMed Barbara with the following letter:
It's 9:20/11:20 right now, and you're not here. Needless to say, I'm RATHER concerned since you did say you would be here. Maybe you're getting sleep, but I wish you would've dropped a line or something if THAT'S the case, so I wouldn't be worrying about keeping AIM functional, because the connection to it is really weak so I have to sit here...
I'm writing a longer more... strange EM to you that's going to continue until you show up.
If you don't show up tonight (I'm going to be on the entire night, morning, afternoon) I'm going to see if I can't call you at 8/10, 10/12, because I KNOW you'll be up then because of cartoons.
At some point tomorrow, though, I might be going to see a movie with my pa because he wants to see Blackhawk Down. But AIM'll still be on--'less it decides to boot me.
*sighs* I'm soooo bored right now. And sick, but I'm gonna wait for you. Maybe you'll show up, but I know you normally only wait until this time or earlier, but just know I'm waiting for ya for... a long time. I hope you're not in the ER or anything... PLEASE be on tonight, so I know you're okay?
IF I shut down my computer, it'll be between 3/5 and 5/7... IF. And I'll be up in time for calling you (if I'm allowed). But pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease come on? PLEASE? Like... soon? I'm getting totally concerned, considering you told me you'd be on by 7/9, and it's NOW 9:30/11:30...
Where are you, Barbara?
--Kara
And then she sniffled and teared up, ‘cause her Babsie was missing!!
11:40 PM
Wally cried out and jerked awake as a wave of cold water splashed over him. He gasped for air from the shock and quickly looked up to Kara, who held a pot that was frosty from being stuck in the freezer and then brought out to room temperature.
“Wally, get off the fucking floor.”
MIDNIGHT
Wally and Kara BOTH stared at the computer screen, desperate looks on both their faces. Kara sniffed a little and sat back.
“I’m so close to calling her.”
“You should!”
“And you have NO idea where she is?”
“Nopers.”
“Why?”
“She says she has a surprise and I’mma not allowed in the apartment.”
“Ooooh…”
“Call her.”
“I’ll wait and ask Clark when he gets in.”
“Oh yeah, heh, long distance… oh, Kara?”
“What?”
“PLEASE?!”
“AUGH!”
12:10 AM
“PUT THAT BACK!” Kara screamed angrily.
Wally grinned, tossing her diary from hand to hand teasingly.
“And what’ll you do if I do?”
Kara’s eyes lit in red in response and she launched out some rays for his knees. He acked and ran across the room fast.
“I’m going to KILL YOU IF YOU READ THAT!!!”
12:30 AM
Clutching her diary with one hand and trying to figure a way to pass the time while she figured a way to get rid of Wally, she noticed the classic ‘W’ icon in the top right of her screen… Word. She grinned darkly.
‘I’ll show Babs my pain through STORY!!’
12:50 AM
Feeling her gut wrench, Kara decided that as soon as she came to a good stopping point in her story, she was going to take a BRIEF nap of one hour… And that was when Wally came prancing out wearing nothing but a white bed sheet he made into a toga and a emerald tiara he stole from Kara’s room. Kara growled and went for him.
1 AM
Frustrated, Kara got the ultimate idea of getting rid of Wally…
“I’m CALLING BRUCE!”
11 PM – Gotham
Diana “Prince” adjusted the tie that was around Bruce Wayne’s neck. Gently, she ran a hand through his black hair.
“There. As attractive as always,” she said, smiling.
Bruce gave off one of his genuine smiles and gently brushed her cheek with his fingers.
“And yet nothing compared to you. You look absolutely stunning, you know.”
Diana looked down to the black dress she wore, that was slit up each of her hips, and the stockings that where held up by straps underneath it. She looked to him.
“I feel like a prostitute.”
Bruce chuckled.
“Diana, don’t worry. When you see how the others will look, you’ll be seen for the royalty you are.”
“I’m not used to midnight parties.”
“But the moonlight looks so nice on you…”
Diana grinned.
“Smooth talker, Mr. Wayne, I had no idea.”
“I AM a “Ladies’ man” after all—“ A knock at his bedroom door caught his attention. He looked over to it. “What is it?” he asked, his voice dropping to just above Batman-tone.
“There’s a rather urgent phone call for you, Master Bruce,” Alfred said.
“Who is it?”
“Ms. Kent.”
Bruce’s eyes showed the flinch that he stifled in his face. He kissed Diana’s hand and slowly went for the door. Anger was still there towards the eighteen year old for something she had done not too long ago that almost cost the life of his surrogate son, Dick Grayson. The door opened to Alfred, and a hand to the phone before Bruce gently pushed past him.
“WHAT?” he asked roughly into the phone.
Weakly came the reply…
“Mr. Wayne, I need your help… I have… a nuisance… and… he’s destroying Clark’s apartment… Please, he wants my cat because his cat made MY cat pregnant and… please?”
4 AM – Metropolis
Bruce stalked into the apartment like he owned the joint, knowing the door was already unlocked. Kara Kent was sitting, watching the computer screen. He walked up behind her and looked at the screen.
“Why are you sitting here?”
“I’m waiting for Babs.”
“It’s four in the morning, two in Gotham.”
“Yeah… I know…”
“Where’s Wallace?”
“Eating us out of house and home in the kitchen. He doesn’t think I actually CALLED you.”
She turned to look at him and smirked faintly. Bruce patted her shoulder and headed to the kitchen, thinking, ‘This’ll be good.’ He pushed open the swinging door to find Wally pigging out on some left over chicken. Wally looked over… and promptly screamed at the sight of Bruce.
4:20 AM
Wally was still putting on a show. He rocked back and forth in the corner of the room, bawling. Clark Kent watched his sniffling and sobbing, and slowly looked to Bruce, who was calmly stirring a cup of coffee.
“What the heck did you say to him, Bruce?” he asked.
Bruce looked up at him a moment, then shrugged.
“Enough.”
He then looked back to the TV, which was playing the South Park movie DVD that Kara let him borrow to watch that night. Clark was highly disturbed by that. And more disturbed that Kara was just staring repeatedly ad non-stop at the AIM Buddy List of hers on her computer screen.
“Where’s Barbara?”
“She hasn’t shown up. I’m waiting until she does.”
“Oh.”
4:50 AM
Kara whimpered, tearing up, and scratching at the computer screen weakly. Softly she choked out:
“Where… oh where… has my Babsie gone…? Where oh where could she beeeee?”
Clark, who was now sitting on one end of the couch and Bruce on the other, was watching her. Slowly, he looked at his darker counterpart.
“I feel bad for her.”
“I’m wondering where Barbara is myself. It’s not like her…”
Kara sniffled and looked over.
“Sometimes she does it, when she’s tired. B-B-But… she never TELLS me, she just leaves me hanging!” She sniffled some more. “I hope she’s okay!”
“If she’s tired, then let her sleep. Complain tomorrow.”
“Today.”
“What?”
“It’s almost five, Mr. Wayne. In the morning. Of Saturday.”
“It… is? Well… three there.”
“I know… That’s what concerns me!”
5 AM
The doorbell rang. Kara walked over, stepping on Wally in the process, and opened the door. Standing there with a huge smile was Dick Grayson and next to him was the still classily dressed Princess Diana. Kara smiled a bit, surprised.
“What are you guys doing here?!” she asked, moving so they could enter.
“Well, Diana was at the manor when I got there to give Tim a CD I bought for him, right?” Dick asked, leading Diana in ahead of him. “*I* needed to talk to Bruce, though, and she was all alone! So, I figured, to aid with huge plot to get them to fuck each other, I’d ask for a lift over!”
Diana smirked, looking at him.
“We are JUST friends!”
“Friends my butt!” a new voice called.
In stormed a young teenage girl with blonde pigtails, goggles, a black leather jacket, a black tank top (midriff!) and red wide-legs with white stars running down them. Kara blinked.
“Wonder Girl?!”
Wonder Girl turned and smiled to her.
“Call me Cassie! Whew, I’m not the only young one here!” she said nicely, offering her hand.
“Heh, hello then, Cassie,” Kara replied, shaking her hand. “I’m Kara. Hey, would you excuse me? I have to call my boyfriend…”
Cassie grinned.
“Only if *I* can meet him!”
Kara was initially surprised, then had to giggle at that.
Meanwhile, Diana paced over to the couch to the two men who hadn’t been paying attention to the others.
“Hello, gentlemen,” she said nicely.
They looked over… had to let it sink in WHO was there, and both jumped to their feet respectfully.
“Diana!”
“Princess!”
They looked at each other, brows furrowed, then smiled to her.
“Would you like to sit down?” Clark asked nicely.
Diana giggled hard.
“Yes, that’d be quite nice, thank you…”
Also while that was going on, Dick kneeled down to Wally.
“What are you doing?”
“Well…”
5:10 AM
Dick shook Wally violently, slamming him into the wall.
“YOU can be SUCH AN IDIOT!” he screamed.
Wally, meanwhile, let him do it, all the while screaming:
“SHAKEN BABY SYNDROME!!!!!”
5:23 AM
The beatings continued. Kara was eating popcorn Clark had made for everyone as she watched. But then, from the computer, she heard a “BIP” sound. Slowly turning, she grred to see it kicked her off again. Once more, she signed herself on after fighting with the computer.
5:30 AM
Kara sniffled, seeing there was still no Babsie in sight on the computer. She turned to ask Bruce if she should call her, but he was nowhere in sight.
“Clark, Diana?” she asked. “Where’s Mr. Wayne?”
Both shrugged.
“No clue, Kara,” Clark said. “He romped off.”
“Bruce isn’t the romping type.”
“He’s in a good mood.”
6 AM
In through the window slid a figure. Green Lantern, he was back because Kara asked him to. But, to Kara’s anger, he brought the other Green Lantern known as Jade with him. He walked over to give Kara a kiss on the cheek, but she just spun away from him, to her feet, and walked away. Surprised, he hurried after her.
The last thing she needed was no Babsie and JADE.
6:30 AM
It hadn’t been much time at all for Roy Harper and his daughter Lian to show up into the mess of things. Lian was currently sitting between Diana and Bruce, watching something on the Discovery Channel.
“Ooooh, what’s that?!” she asked excitedly, pointing.
“That’s a horse, sweetie,” Bruce said.
“It looks funny though! Its legs are so short! Is it a FREAK horse?”
Bruce felt himself smiling at her observation skills. Diana chuckled.
“Actually, that horse was said to have been extinct for hundreds of years, right? It’s a type of horse, which they saw in ancient drawings. And then just a few years ago, they discovered it was real!”
“Wow!” Lian pointed to another animal. “Izzat a special deer that they thought was ex-teen-ict too?”
“Exactly,” Diana nodded. “See those horns on her head? Those aren’t horns at all! That’s her nose!”
“Whoa!”
“And see those slits on the side of her neck?”
“Yeah?”
“Guess what those are…”
Lian squinted her eyes in thought, studying them.
“They look like gills on a fish!”
“That’s exactly what they are!”
“But I din’t think mam-als HAD gills!”
Diana smiled at Bruce, both never to have an ending of their amazement with her.
“That’s what everybody thought, until that deer!”
“Kewwwwllll!”
Over at the computer, Roy sat next to Kara, talking very softly.
“You don’t need to be angry at Kyle for bringing Jen, you know,” he said.
“Yes, I do,” she said stubbornly, eyes fixed on that damn buddy list.
“No, no,” he said, making her look at him. “You CAN be, but you don’t HAVE to be… The kinda vibes you need to give off have nothing to do with Kyle, but Jen.”
“What do you mean?”
“’Stay away from my man’ vibes, K.”
He grinned darkly. Kara thought that over, and then smiled darkly.
“Oh, I like you…”
7 AM
Kara slid on a black satin nightgown that she had bought just to spite Clark, and slowly eased down into bed. She was going to attempt to get at least an hour of sleep, but she wasn’t sure she could. But she was going to try. That’s when she heard the door open and looked over to see Lian standing there.
“Kara…?” she asked nicely.
Kara smiled.
“Yes, princess?” she asked.
“C’n I go to sleep in here? It’s not loud in here…”
“Of course you can, sweetie!” She slid out of the bed and glided over, kneeling by her. “Lets get those shoes off first though, okay?”
“’kay,” Lian yawned, letting her do what she must.
Kara then looked at the green overalls she was wearing, then her.
“Would you like to borrow a shirt of mine for a nightgown?” she asked. “Those overalls won’t be very comfortable to sleep in.”
Lian smiled big at that.
“Okay!”
Kara giggled and went, shutting the door and going to her closet to find a shirt.
“Can you take those overalls off yourself, or do you want help?”
“I think I c’n do it,” Lian said, already working on the second strap.
Kara grabbed a gray shirt and walked back over to Lian. Within five minutes of struggling to get her changed, Lian was under the red comforters of Kara’s bed. Kara sat in front of her, holding a soft pastel bunny that was blended in color with pink, yellow, green and blue.
“Okay, Lian, I’m going to give you my favorite bunny to sleep with tonight, okay?” she asked nicely. “I want you to keep EXTRA good care of him, ‘cause I can’t sleep without him!”
Lian smiled and cuddled down with it as soon as she was given it.
“I promise I’ll take good care, Kara!”
“Good… sleep well, okay?”
Lian nodded and closed her eyes. Kara stood up and headed over, grabbing her black robe that matched the nightgown, and headed downstairs, making sure to leave the bedroom door cracked of course. She checked her computer, and still no Barbara. She walked over behind Kyle, who was sitting in an armchair, and watching Wally poke the big-screen plasma TV screen.
“WALLY STOP IT!” Kara yelled before wrapping her arms around Kyle’s neck.
Wally glared at her, then snickered.
“Oooh, she’s wearin’ BLACK, Rayner, you know what that means, right?!”
Kyle frowned and looked around.
“That… she wants to wear black?” he asked innocently.
Wally slapped his forehead. Even Clark raised an eyebrow at that as he passed. Kara leaned down and whispered something to him. He smiled and nodded, standing up. After making sure she wasn’t mad at him still, he gladly followed her back upstairs to her room.
“Clark! Mr. Wayne! *IF* Babs comes on, tell me!” she called over her shoulder before pulling Kyle into the room.
Kyle smiled at Lian, who was just sleeping away, and pulled Kara over to a chair. He sat down on it, then sat her on his lap.
“You know, you would make a good mommy, Kara,” he said softly.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and watched Lian. Kara sighed and leaned back into him.
“Don’t want kids… you know what I want?”
Kyle sighed a little, hating whenever she said that.
“What?” he asked nicely despite.
“To talk to Babs…”
8 AM
The two had shifted around within the last hour, and were now on the floor. Kyle’s head was rested in her lap, and they both watched her room’s TV on the lowest audible volume possible. Kara could hear downstairs that Lois Lane and Donna Troy had arrived. Barbara was always upset that she missed these sort of things… But Kara just kept thinking that this time, the only reason this was happening was because Barbara wasn’t allowing access to her! Wally said it himself, she wouldn’t let him in the apartment due to some surprise for him. ‘Poor Babs,’ Kara thought with a sigh. ‘Poor me too. I wanna talk to my gal pal…’
8:20 AM
Wally was asleep in the hallway that led to Kara’s room. Kara grabbed a broom and walked over, kicking him to consciousness.
“Wally, you need to get up now,” she said.
“I dun wannaaaaa,” he groaned.
“No, no, don’t argue,” she warned.
“But—“
“You see this broom stick?”
“Yeah…?”
“Get up or you’re going to get a feeling from this that only happens between cops and minorities.”
Wally quirked an eyebrow at that… and then started laughing.
“Yeah, right!!”
“You think I’m joking.”
“Oh noooo, I don’t! Hahahaha!”
“Yes, you do.”
“Whatever!”
“Oh, drop your pants NOW, bitch!”
“GAAAHHH!! PRISON RAPE!”
8:40 AM
Clark walked over to Kara, who was headed back upstairs with three glasses of milk on a tray.
“Kara?” he asked.
“Yeah?” she asked, turning to him.
“I just talked to Pa… he says he can’t take you to the movie,” he said.
Kara frowned.
“Oh…”
Bruce, who was nearby, thought quickly about that.
“What movie?” he asked.
Kara looked over, surprised he said something to her.
“Blackhawk Down,” she replied.
“Well…” Bruce said, thinking this might be a good decision for the two of them to do, “I’ve been wanting to see it, too. How about you and I go today?”
“SERIOUSLY?” Kara asked. Bruce nodded, but said nothing. Kara smiled. “Cool, I’d like that. Just tell me when, so I can get ready, cool?”
Bruce nodded yet again. Kara, grinning widely, hurried up the stairs with the tray, saying no more.
9 AM
Donna lectured Bruce and Diana in the dining room over the dangers of their first kiss and how they should be prepared.
Clark and Lois were upstairs in their bedroom discussing a possible penthouse apartment that she found for them.
Roy was upstairs in Kara’s room, checking on his baby girl who was still asleep.
Wally, Dick, Cassie, Kyle and Jen sat around the big-screen, watching MST3K attentively. Kyle asked Kara to join them, but she refused.
Kara continued to stare at her AIM Buddy List, hoping Barbara would come on by some miracle.
9:30 AM
Cassie had insisted to pick out Kara’s clothes for the day, the normal curiosity of a girl wanting to know what another girl has in her wardrobe taking over.
She chose a black, formfitting T-Shirt and tan pants for Kara, and combat boots. Along with a silver belt that “just looked cool” and two butterfly clips.
Kara immediately decided she REALLY liked Cassie. Especially when Cassie slapped Wally. She just gained a new friend.
9:40 AM
“Wow, all night party, and *I* wasn’t invited?!” Kon-El exclaimed as he bounded in from the window.
“NO one was invited,” Kara said. “Except Mr. Wayne.”
“Coooool… Heh, sup Jen?”
“Not much, Supes.”
“Kyle?” (His tone was very sour when saying his name.)
“…”
“Dickie?”
“Heh… you don’t wanna know.”
“Wal?”
“The sky!”
“Riiiight… Oooh, Cassie!” He slid over next to her and grinned. “Lookin’ good!”
Cassie smirked and elbowed him so he grunted.
“Drop dead.”
10 AM
Kara sniffled. All she could manage to say at this point was:
“Where’s Babs?”
10:10 AM
Kon was now informed of Barbara’s no-show, and was sitting RIGHT next to Kara, trying to will Barbara onto the screen.
10:50 AM
“Crap,” Kara said, sighing.
“She’s just not comin’ on, is she?” Kon asked.
Kara whimpered and started crying.
“I dun think so!”
“ACK! Nonononono, don’t cry! Maybe she’ll show up yet!”
“She hates me.”
“Does not…”
“She probably BLOCKED ME!”
“Kara!”
Kara began to hyperventilate.
“I-I-I-I can’t—can’t op-op-operate right if—if—if—she’s muh-mad at ME!!”
Kon looked over his shoulder.
“Someone get me a paper bag, PLEASE?!”
11 AM
“Kara?” Bruce asked, walking over to the blonde, who sat in front of her computer yet.
“Yes, Mr. Wayne?” she droned out like a computer.
“I need you to hold on to something for me.”
Kara looked at him warily.
“What…?”
Simply, he handed her a paper and walked away. Kara looked at it and saw it was an on-line order for tickets to Black Hawk Down. She grinned.
“Sweet.”
11:10 AM
“GUESS WHAT I HAVE?!” Wally asked, bounding in.
“Don’t you EVER go home?” Kara asked.
He ruffled her hair.
“Babs hasn’t come on-line yet, ergo and therefore, I stay here!”
“I am SO going to kick her ass just for THIS!”
“I GOT A BUNCHA JACKIE CHAN MOVIES ON DVD FOR US TO WATCH!” he announced to practically the entire highrise building.
“Sweeeeet,” Kyle snickered.
“Well, put it IN man!” Jen said, swaying a little.
Wally looked down, and then grinned at her.
“Put it in where, babe?”
Jen flinched.
“In someone’s ear.”
“HEY! … I only do THAT with Robbie.”
“Gross!”
“Yes,” Dick said sadly. “He violates me often like that.”
11:20 AM
Kara, staring straight ahead at the Buddy List still, blinked. Then frowned. Then smiled. Then giggled. In her mind, she was envisioning herself doing the pole vault in the summer Olympics. She thought that would be fun.
11:30 AM
Kyle was looking awfully good in his clothes suddenly to Kara. Besides, she remembered what Roy said. And she knew Jen would be able to TELL what they did… So she was determined to get him, but first she went to tell Kon to do Babsie-watch.
11:50 AM
Kon DRAGGED Kara into the spare bedroom and shut the door when he had been informed of her plans and request. He shut the door and watched her.
“Kara…” he hissed. “Do you REMEMBER what he did to you?!”
“That was demon-Kyle,” Kara muttered. Then loudly replied, “Nothing happened, you were delusional.”
“Kara, doesn’t it BOTHER you?!”
Kara glared at him.
“Are you not HAPPY with doing Babsie-watch?!”
“I’m VERY happy, you know I love that lady! She’s badass! I… just don’t wanna see him hurt YOU like that again…”
“Thanks for the compassion, Kon… but I’ll be okay…”
“Are you sure?”
“YES, I’m sure.” She smiled faintly. “Bastard.”
Kon smiled back at her when she said that.
“Bitch.”
12:40 PM
Kara and Kyle came in right on the dot, and both were… rather happy…
Most of them knew why too. But as Kara walked for her computer, giggling and snickering all the way, she passed Bruce and Diana. Diana leaned over and whispered to Bruce:
“Why are the two of them acting that way?”
For a moment, Bruce managed to fathom why, but just felt like HIS Kara would NEVER--- and KYLE after--- no---
“I can’t imagine,” he whispered back.
Kara sat next to Kon.
“No Barbara?”
“No Barbara…”
Kara sighed… and then giggled more, looking at him.
“Yummy…”
Kon twitched.
“That is SO unbelievably GROSS…”
1:20 PM
Kara was growing impatient. No Babs, and so little time until she and Bruce would head off for the movie. She still had the pre-ordered ticket form right by her. Her fingers were wrapping impatiently while the group behind her watched Rush Hour. She hated not having anything to do.
2:20 PM
“Are you ready to go?” Bruce asked simply from behind Kara.
Kara had been watching the screen and sort of phasing into a dream world when those words snapped her out of it and she spun fast, wearing a big smile.
“YES, I am!” she announced, standing. “Thank GOD, finally something to do!”
6:10 PM
Kara hopped into the apartment, Bruce following her, quite happy. She hopped over and leapt over the couch, landing between Dick and Wally. Both grinned at that.
“In a better mood now?” Dick asked.
“I’ll be in a better one if I look on over there and see Barbara’s on. Have either of you seen Black Hawk Down?” she asked.
“Nope,” Wally said.
“Sorry,” Dick replied.
“OH God, guys, it’s great! Seriously! THAT movie just PROVES why I’m sooo pro-America. You know, if you guys were REAL men, you’d join the army!”
The two grinned.
“So, saving the world single-handedly at least once a week isn’t enough?” Wally asked.
“NO! Ass.”
She stood up and headed over to the computer, where the screen saver was on. Tapping the mouse, she had to wait a moment before the screen was visible… still no Babsie, and she felt her spirits SINK.
Then she stopped and sniffed.
Something smelled REALLY good.
“What is that? Smells like cake!”
“Yeah, that’s Konny,” Diana said, smiling.
“Kon smells like cake?”
“No, but his cake does,” Dick said.
“KON’S BAKING?!”
6:50 PM
Kara was DEAD surprised. Kon had learned how to BAKE from BARBARA!
“When?!” she exclaimed, taking the plate.
“Alllll those times I was just THERE, I watched her bake! I CAN remember things, ya know—“
“DAMN, this is really good!” Dick said, eating and savoring.
Wally took a bite and promptly began to sob.
“It’s like BARBARA…!” He cried more. “I WANT MY BABS!”
Kara tried a bite and smiled to Kon.
“Boy, Babs would be proud of you!”
Kon smiled a smile very reminiscent to Clark and bowed.
“Thank you, wench!” He turned to Bruce and Diana. “And what do the royals think?”
Bruce grunted and Diana smiled.
“VERY good, from both of us,” Diana said, nudging Bruce in the ribs.
Bruce coughed and nodded.
“It’s okay.”
Kon took that as a high compliment and grinned.
“Splendid! MWAH!”
7:10 PM
“Nonononono…” Kara said, panicking.
“Betcha she’s ANGRY at you, Cracker Jack,” Wally sneered.
“Babs IS gonna show up!”
“No she won’t, she hates you, she doesn’t want to talk you!”
“DON’T SAY THAT!”
“SHE’S GOING TO NEVER TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN!”
“OH you are sooooo dead!” she screamed, tackling him and beating him.
8:10 PM
Watching the TV, Kara rocked back and forth, muttering, “Fifty more minutes, fifty more… FIFTYYYY!”
8:44 PM
Unable to take it anymore, Kara called Barbara. Immediately, her eyes fell onto Wally, because HIS voice came onto the machine.
HOLA! This is the phone
of the gorgeous, fabulous, SEXY, and might I add TIGHT, BARBARA GORDON! *softly*
And if *I* have anything to say about it, Barbara West! *yelling*
Five foot nine, just quit tryin’, went out of sight for quite some time—
“—has anyyy body seen Sadaaammmm!” Kara sang too, giggling. Wally snickered hard. “So if you see a sandmonkey shell shocked and torn…..”
Leave a message after the beep. Heehee, BEEEEP!
When the real beep came along, Kara grrrrred into the phone, then began crying.
“DO YOU HATE ME?!”
And then hung up…
8:53 PM
A .wav sound.
It was of a door creaking.
Kara lost color and squeaked.
She knew what that meant.
Things moved in slow motion as she slapped Dick and stomped Wally in the crotch, diving for the computer as Kon ran from the kitchen, having heard it too…
Getting to the keyboard before him, as he dove for her, she spun and slammed a foot into his face.
He flew back and hit the ground.
Bruce had to laugh.
“Thatta girl.”
Kara smiled.
Slowly, she turned and typed to Barbara desperately, FINALLY feeling happy totally and completely again…