Dick wants to help. Artemis wants to break.
Wally just wants to go home.
She swears that she meant to hit the “ignore” button when Dick’s name and picture scrolled across the screen, but something inside her told her she had to pick up. She really wants to hunt down that something and kill it.
“I swear to god, Dick, if you ask me one more time if I’ve seen a doctor I’m going to shove my foot so far up your-”
“You’ve just not been eating so well lately, so it’s no wonder that you’ve caught whatever it is you’ve caught. Please go see someone?”
Artemis heaved a sigh and curled further into the couch. Brucely gave a lazy yawn next to her, cuddling closer. “It’s the flu, Dick. I get it at least once a year, just ask Wa-” she stopped. “My mom. Just ask Mom, she’ll tell you the same thing. What I need is some peace and quiet for once in my life to get over this bug, and then I’ll be right back up there in the space junk with the superkiddies.”
It's more than a bug.
Bookmarked by Lavehl
04 May 2017