"Rene, calm down," my boyfriend Kent said,” he'll mostra up eventually."
"Whatever," I detto as I shot him a dirty look and ran into my room. I laid on the bed, head facing the ceiling. What if I can't find him, I thought, what if this is just a waste of my time? I went back out to the living room and grabbed my computer and cell phone; and as I walked back in my room, my justice league watch went off.
“Hello, Rene?” detto Nightwing, “We need te hear for a special mission.”
“I’m on my way, give me 1 minute.” I ran into my closet and pulled out my hero outfit. It was a blue tank top, ripped jeggings, and blue combat boots. I decided to wear the mask Robin had dato to me a couple years back. Then I ran over to Kent, who wished me luck, kissed him, and teleported to the mountain.
I teleported right behind Nightwing and tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned around I shouted “BOO!” in his face.
“Rene,” he detto as he was panting, “you scared me!” I started laughing hysterically.
“You should have seen your face,” I detto laughing, “too funny.”
“Rene, good to see te again,” detto a voice, “It’s me, Maxine.” Holy crap, I hadn’t seen her in years. I ran up to Maxine and hugged her.
“Maxine!” I yelled, “I missed te so much!” Maxine tried to pry me off, but my grip was to strong, so she hugged me back.
“It is good to see te to Rene,” she chuckled, “now please get off.” I slowly got off of her, but then gripped on to her again. She rolled her eyes and I let go.
“Good to see te Maxine,” He went up and hugged her.
“Good to see te too Grayson.” She smiled and broke away from him. She was wearing her hero outfit, black long sleeve shirt, skinny jeans, and black pizzo up Converse sneakers; and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
“Whoa, Maxine, when did te dye your hair?” I asked, “It looks really good!”
“Thanks! I dyed it about 2 months ago.” It was platinum blonde with green ends.
“Um, Maxine,” detto Nightwing, “have te seen Rosie? I called her, but she did not answer so a left a message.”
“Wait, Rosie’s on this mission too! I know where she is, I think.” I said.
“Really?” the two of them detto simultaneously.
“I detto I THINK! I remember, she called me a couple days ago, she detto she was going to, somewhere.” I was still kind off asleep, so I was trying to think; but they thought I was trying to mess with them. Plus, because they know me pretty well, so they know when I’m trying to mess with them.
“Rene, are te freaking kidding me? I thought te detto te knew where she was?” Maxine yelled in my face.
“You know te don’t want to get her mad Maxine,” detto Nightwing, “remember what happened 3 years ago.” She looked so embarrassed she turned beet red.
“Sorry Rene, I’ll get te succo, succo di frutta box later, OK?” she said.
“Yay,” I screamed as I started jumping up and down, and then tripped over myself. Luckily, Maxine caught me.
“Sorry, Mercy and I pulled an all-nighter last night. It was so much fun, te should have been there,” I detto as I started laughing, then I stopped, “maybe not.” They looked suspicious, but Nightwing brought up the original question.
“Rene.” I nodded, “where is Rosie,” asked Nightwing. I sat down on the divano and started to think, and Maxine ran into the kitchen.
“What are te doing Maxine?” Nightwing detto curiously. She ran back into the room and handed me something.
“Here’s a succo, succo di frutta Rene, maybe it will help jog your memory.”
"Thanks Max!” I sipped, slowly, as the two of them stared at me, waiting for my successivo response. I sat quietly, cuddled successivo to a pillow, thinking about the question. Maxine looked hilarious, she was sitting at a table, arms sprawled out, staring at me with enormous eyes, just waiting; and waiting. Nightwing was sitting, just Leggere a book on hydromechanics. All of a sudden, my phone rang, and it was Mercy.
“Hey Mercy, yea, yesterday was awesome. That was hysterical,” I started laughing my brains out, “OK, well, I’ll talk to te later, bye!” and I hung up; and continued to sip my succo, succo di frutta slowly.
“Mm, frutta punch,” I mumbled. Maxine looked like she was about to kill me if I did not answer soon. Nightwing was completely ignoring me, but I could totally tell he was waiting impatiently.
“I got it,” I said, “She went to Canada to see some relatives.” Maxine looked pissed off, and Nightwing was neutral, as always.
“Well, it looks like it will just be the two of you,” he said, “now, this mission is very important. It will take a bit of time, which means te will need to do research, investigations, stuff like that. This mission has to do with the injustice league. Everyone else is still helping to take down the injustice league, but they will not know exactly what is going on. The only ones who know are the league, Superboy, Megan, La’gaan, and Robin. The others cannot find out, they are not ready.”
“OK,” detto Maxine.
“Oh, and Rene?” detto Nightwing. I nodded and then sipped my succo, succo di frutta box, “do not tell Mercy.” I was puzzled.
“Why?"
“Because then the mission will be ruined. Mercy, will want to try and help, but she cannot. She acts to childish.”
“Then why is Rene on the mission? No offence Rene,” Maxine said.
“None taken, hey, can te grab me another succo, succo di frutta box?” The succo, succo di frutta box made that really sad noise, emptiness.
“Because Batman detto she was,” he said.
“Look for the Bare Necessities,” I began singing; and then started humming because Maxine gave me an evil look as she gave my new succo, succo di frutta box. I frowned down at my juice.
“What’s wrong Rene?” asked Nightwing.
“I don’t like uva juice, I like frutta punch.” I sat there, with my arms crossed, pouting.
“Maxine,” he detto as he chuckled, “can te please get Rene a frutta punch, punzone succo, succo di frutta box.” I gave Maxine my succo, succo di frutta box, and she grabbed it out of my hand and stormed into the kitchen. Nightwing swiveled in his chair and turned towards his computer. I slowly crept up to him and tapped his shoulder; and as he turned around, I teleported away. When he turned back to the computer, I was sitting right successivo to it.
“Rene, stop doing that!” he shouted, out of breath.
“You would think that after all these anno I’ve known you, te would have gotten used to me sneaking on up on you; o playing little pranks and jokes on you; but since te clearly haven’t, it’s just più fun for me!” I started laughing and sat back on the couch. Maxine came back with my succo, succo di frutta box, and it was frutta punch.
“Thank te Maxine,” I detto in my really annoying kindergarten voice that scares her.
“Ah, stop it! te know that gives me shivers up my spine,” she shouted. Nightwing and I both started laughing hysterically.
“Stop laughing at me te guys,” she yelled; but we just continued laughing at her. In the middle of are uncontrollably chuckling, my phone rang; and it was Kent.
“Hey Kent, what’s going on?”
“Um, Rene, there’s been a joker sighting in Gotham,” he said.
“Where?” Maxine and Nightwing were curiously listening to the conversation.
“Gotham City Museum, te know where that is right?”
“Yeah, I do, um, meet me there, soon,” I detto and I closed the superiore, in alto of the flip phone.
“Guys, I got to go,” I said.
"What’s going on?” detto Nightwing.
“Joker, Gotham, got to get him,”
“Let us come,” Maxine said, “we can help you.”
“No,” I said, “this is my fight. Let me do it my way.” I threw the succo, succo di frutta box on the floor and teleported off the Museum.
“Why won’t she let us help her?” Maxine said. Batman walked into the room.
“Because she doesn’t need it,” he said, “she can do this on her own.”
