Trying to find the Shadow douche

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(Rocket POV)

"This is a lot more comfortable than I thought it would be" I say to Wonder Woman. I'm currently in her invisible plane, strapped to an invisible seat beside her "Do you ever get self conscious when you fly low?"

"Why would I?" She asked. I could hear the confusion in her voice

"Well, when people look up, they can see your ass" I shrug "I mean, you got a nice ass, but pushed flat and in a seat isnt really flattering for anybody"

"No. I don't get self conscious, as a matter of fact, it never crossed my mind" She sighs

"Bet ya thinking it now" I chuckle. I click a few buttons on my glove discreetly, bringing up my computer. I type in a few commands, knowing my glove with be taken away from, allowing me to access my computer verbally instead "Does this plane have a bathroom? Or don't Amazonian warriors shit?"

"No it doesn't have a bathroom, and yes, we warrior do use one" She growled "Now stop asking questions"

I shut my mouth for a few minutes than ask "Where we goin' mate? I don't want to be late for a clap back that is owed"

"A what?"

"Wow" I gasp "How old are you?"

"5,000 years old" She responds seriously

I just choked on my fucking spit "What?! What is your fucking skincare routine?!"

"I enjoy the gifts that Hera has blessed me with"

"Soooooo....Trinny London?"

She Looks at me and frowns "I don't even know who that is. Is there a goddess of Earth that I know not?"

"Not really. She just has a lot of ads on TV" I tell her "So are we there yet?"

She turns back around to face the front "No"

I look out the side of the plane and see Aquaman glaring at me "Hi buddy" I try to wave, but my hands are tied to my side "Having fun?" He glares at me, then flies further in front "I think Aquaman hates me" I smirk

"He's an unusual character"

"Is that your nice way of saying he's a dick?" I snort

"I would say no such thing!"

"It's okay" I whisper yell "I won't tell"

"There is nothing to tell Rocket, now silence"

"So you do know my name"

"Of course I do, we all do" She scoffs

"Canary told ya, didn't she?"

"Yes" She groaned "Now silence"

"How is she, by the way, and Connor?"

"They're good, they're both safe. She won't tell anybody where she is, but she does call me to check-in" Diana says

"Good" I nod, relieved, laying my head on the headrest "I'm glad it worked out"

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