Thirty Four: What Fun

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REMEMBER THE RING DICK BOUGHT IN PARIS?

That's it on the side in the picture EXCEPT YOU HAVE TO ADD TO EMERALDS ON EITHER SIDE OF THE RING! That ring in the picture is worth $24,000. With emeralds it becomes $30,000! :)

Just letting y'all know what it looks like...no reason...

One of my favourite things about this story is the aspect of Dick's fame due to Bruce Wayne. I LOVE the gowns picked for Hana, Daphne and Misty so CHECK THEM OUT ON THE PICTURE! xD

Did you know Dick's last name is really, technically, Grayson-Wayne? o.O Btw I comment on a few things in here so read below! ^_^

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The Watcher finds the pretty blonde saying goodbye to her dancing students outside of the Koyote Calisthenics club.

 Whatever, the Watcher wonders, draws people to this silly looking girl? There is nothing to her!

Satisfied, the Watcher returns to report the findings to Eleness.

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After everything that has happened to me in my life, I had considered God an enemy of mine, and luck just a myth people tell each other as a basic greeting.

Now I am good friends with God and luck seems to be real and on my side.

Klarion, is not home.

Doctor Fate and I retrieve the book with ease and are back at the Watchtower with expert timing.

"I am sorry to have inconvenienced you. I will translate the book into a language you can understand. Hopefully this will give you every piece of information you need," he says, creating a portal for himself and leaving.

"Goodbye to you too," I mumble. I walk out of the Zeta-tube and into the warehouse.

"Hana!" Garr yells.

"We're saved," Mal adds.

I see they are standing there with the fridge opened looking utterly confused. I give a sad smile when I realize that they had no dinner; M'gann is not here to make it.

"You want nachos?" I suggest. The two boys cheer. I give them the high responsibility of pouring the corn chips into the bowl as I prepare the mince.

"Where are La'gann and Conner?" I asked, cutting up onions. 

"La'gann's recovering from his broken leg in Atlantis. Conner's up there," Mal nods over to the upstairs area. I get him to stir the onions gently, then run up stairs.

Conner is sitting on his bed reading.

"Hi," I say quietly. He glances at me with the pouty Superboy look.

"Hello," he says icily. Then I sigh and approach.

"Conner, please," I mumble. He looks up at me.

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