A Visit
Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or Totally Spies I photo shopped the photo so I'm sorry that it's bad
Britney P.O.V
It took me an hour to get to Gotham City due to lack of traffic. I parked my motorcycle in front of a florist shop. I walked in with my helmet tucked under my arm. I got five flower bouquets each one contained hydrangeas, orchids, deep red carnations, anemones, pink carnations, deep red roses, Himalayan blue poppies, red gazanias and marigolds. Four out of the five had dark pink roses. They were perfect.
After purchasing the bouquets I carefully put them in my back pack and walked across the street into the Michael's arts and crafts store. I found a metal nightingale standing on a stick on a metal rod which was clearly intended to be stabbed into the ground as decoration for a garden.
(I compared it an actual picture of a nightingale and it looks like a match to me sorry if I'm wrong)
I bought five, one for each bouquet. After buying them I very carefully put one in each bouquet then into my backpack so I wouldn't harm any of the flowers. I put my helmet back on and got back onto my motorcycle.
"Start engine," I commanded. Once the bike turned on I drove for about ten more blocks before I reached my destination.
"Turn off engine," I commanded since I had parked. I took off my helmet and took a deep breath. I looked at my destination, last chance to back out. I groaned and leaned against the handle bars of my motorcycle. I didn't think that it would be this hard. I'm going to do this I thought to myself trying to get the butterflies out of my stomach. I didn't know why I was so nervous. I got off my motorcycle and walked through the entrance of my destination.
Gotham Cemetery.
I walked through the rows of tombstones trying to find the ones belonging to my family. After a bit of looking I managed to find them. In order from left to right the tombstones were arranged: Tati, Mami, John, then Aunt Karla. I sat down in front of them.
"Hi guys," I began "sorry I haven't visited much." I let out a small smile. I pulled out the bouquets from my backpack and placed one in front of each tombstone. Many of the flowers had a meaning behind them.
Hydrangeas: symbolize heartfelt emotions and gratitude.
Orchids: I will always love you
Dark pink roses: express thankfulness to the deceased
Deep red carnations: my heart grieves
Anemones: mean unfading love
Pink carnations: mean I'll never forget you
Deep red roses: evoke love and grief
(I googled them those are the actual meanings)
The rest of the flowers just looked pretty.
The metal nightingale silhouette was my way of saying "hi it's me your daughter/cousin/niece". I will always love them and be grateful for the way they raised me. I may be a happier person now but my heart will always grieve for them and I don't think I'll ever be as happy as I was before the incident. And I will never ever forget them.
"Am fost a face lumea un loc mai bun" I changed to Romani "Eu sunt un spion, de lucru pentru lumea organizarea protecţiei omului sau W.O.O.H.P. Mă duc la şcoală cu cele mai bune prietenii mei si colegii Alex, Sam si Clover. Ne-am întâlnit în aceeaşi zi W.O.O.H.P ne-a abordat cu posibilitatea de a deveni spioni. Am refuzat oferta la început, dar am fost... um... l-au convins. Sam, Clover, Alex şi am salvarea vieţii oamenilor tot timpul de acum. Sper că am făcut mândru.
Am sarit un grad şi I a lua plin mărci în toate clasele mele. Sunt, de asemenea, top student în clasa mea de matematica.
Nu te opri practica, nu se opresc de zbor. Îţi promit că nimic vreodată va clip această pasăre aripi. Recent am stapanit cvintuplă flip. Crezut niciodată că mi-ar lua mai mult flip cvadruplu."
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Translations (if anything is wrong blame google translate also it is actually Romanian and not Romani cuz google translate doesn't do Romani since only some variations of it have a written language):
"I was making the world a better place" I changed to Romani "I am a spy, working for the world organization of human protection or W.O.O.H.P. I go to school with my best friends and teammates Alex, Sam and Clover. We met on the same day W.O.O.H.P approached us with the opportunity to become spies. We turned down the offer at first but we were... um... persuaded. Sam, Clover, Alex and I save peoples lives all the time now. I hope that I've made you proud.
I skipped a grade and I get full marks in all my classes. I'm also the top student in my math class.
I don't stop practicing, I don't stop flying. I promise you that nothing will ever clip this bird's wings. I recently mastered the quintuple flip. Never thought I could get more than the quadruple flip."
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It continued on like that, me telling them about my life. I tried to talk fast so I could get to my next destination before it got dark. After I finished I was parched but I didn't care. I brought my hand up to my cheek and felt tears. I wasn't sure when I had started crying but I was sure I had been crying for a while. I stood up.
"Bye guys, I love you and I promise to never forget everything you did for me; I'll try to visit again soon," I choked out then walked back to my bike. I used my sleeve to dry my tears and put on my helmet, got on my motorcycle and drove to the hospital.
When I walked into the hospital and asked which room Richard Grayson was in she frowned then gave a small smile.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"No, it's just been a long time since he's had a visitor" she replied "he's in room 394."
"Thank you," I thanked then made my way to room 394. I knocked before entering making myself known. Uncle Rick looked up at me and his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Buna ziua unchiul Rick, multi timp nu Vezi" I greeted with a smile as I sat down on the chair beside his bed "I got these for you."
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translation:
Hello Uncle Rick, long time no see.
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I pulled the bouquet out of my backpack; the only one without dark pink roses. I put them in the flower vase on his bedside table after removing the dead ones.
"Britney," he breathed. He looked like he had seen a ghost.
"Yeah, it's me," I assured him. I grabbed his hand to prove to him that I was real.
"Dick said you were in Australia," Uncle Rick said his mind reeling.
"Was, I moved to Malibu for school; I go to Malibu University" I explained "me and my best friends won a writing competition and the prize was a stay in Happy Harbour so I drove over here to visit you; how are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine, missing my niece and nephew but you two have your own lives to live; it's nice to hear that your doing well in school. How long will you be staying in Happy Harbour?"
"A while. And I'm actually doing better than well at school, I skipped a grade and I'm getting full A's not to mention I'm the top of my class in math."
"That's amazing Britney, I'm proud of you. How's your brother?" I looked down when he asked.
"What happened Britney?" Uncle Rick questioned catching on to the mood change.
"That's just it Uncle Rick, I don't know" I stated "after I was adopted we kept in contact through emails, five days after I was adopted he was adopted and five days after he was adopted he stopped emailing me so I started sending him letters he answered them with one drawing then he stopped all communication with me."
"Oh, I'm so sorry Britney; I know that you two were as close as could be" he condoled "if it makes you feel any better he ignored me for three years but he finally paid me a visit last year; he won't ignore you forever."
"I hope so Uncle Rick," I replied with a smile.
"So what have you been up to all these years?"
"Nothing much, school, hanging out with friends and practicing the trapeze."
"Your still flying?"
"Yeah, and I'm never gonna stop!"
"How are you doing on the trapeze?"
"I'm doing asterous-ly." Uncle Rick laughed when he heard me use the word asterous-ly.
"You're still butchering the English language I see."
"I never stopped doing that either."
"Well then, how are you doing so asterous-ly on the trapeze?" Uncle Rick chuckled.
"I taught myself how to do a quintuple flip," I answered.
"Quintuple!" Uncle Rick exclaimed "your joking!"
"Nope, I have a video of me doing it wanna see?" I offered.
"Yes, I do," he answered eagerly. I pulled out my Google Pixel and brought up the video of me on the trapeze in the pent house. Jerry had put a trapeze in the basement of the penthouse after I had listed all the reasons as to why it would be good for training as a W.O.O.H.P spy and three days of begging. I held out my phone in front of Uncle Rick and hit play.
The video:
"You got this Britney!" cheered Sam.
"You go girl!" yelled Clover.
I smiled and laughed. I waved down at the girls from my spot on the platform.
"You ready for me Alex?" I called down.
"Ready whenever you are!" she yelled back.
"Ok, here I go!" I grabbed the bar and jumped off the platform eager to fly. I swung and released my grip from the bar did a front flip and grabbed the next. I did a triple flip to the next bar. When I grabbed it I let my momentum take me up high. Once I was at the peek of the swing my left hand let go of the bar and I spun around re-grabbing the bar and changing the position of my right hand. I didn't fight gravity as I swung down keeping my body in position so I was streamlined to help me pick up speed.
I released the bar and began flipping.
Sam, Clover and Alex began counting the amount of flips I did before I grabbed the bar.
"ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE!" the girls screamed. I grabbed the bar and swung back to the platform.
End of video.
"Amazing job Britney, you truly are a Flying Grayson; not that there was any doubt of course," Uncle Rick said with a smirk and a twinkle of humor in his eyes. I couldn't help but laugh. We continued to talk constantly switching between speaking English and Romani. The whole time consisting of laughs, smiles, trips down memory lane and catching up with one another.
I didn't tell him about me being a spy. I looked up at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was 6:00. I sighed.
"Sorry Uncle Rick I have to go my friends are probably getting worried about me," I apologised as I got up to leave.
"It's alright Britney," he replied.
"I'll make sure to visit again before I leave," I promised.
"You'd better," he said with a warning tone in his voice. I shook my head in amusement.
"La revedere unchiul Rick," I said just before leaving the room.
"La revedere Britney," he called after me.
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Translations:
"Goodbye Uncle Rick," I said just before leaving the room.
"Goodbye Britney," he called after me.
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I shut the door behind me, said goodbye to the nurse/receptionist and drove back to Happy Harbour. At the same time Uncle Rick turned his head to one side so he could see the flowers his neice had brought in for him and laughed when he saw the metal bird.
"A nightingale from a Nightingale," he chuckled to himself.
Here is your fourth chapter hope ya'll liked it :)
you all thought she was going to see Dick again didn't you. Well your gonna have to wait a bit longer for that hahaha.
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