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Title- Meet my girl(part two)
Summary- Booster decides Rani needs to meet a strong female. He picks Barda.
“I cannot believe you invited them to our home.” Barda hissed at her husband, glancing out the window. “Do you remember the last time he came over?”
“Yes dear.” Scott suppressed a grin. “The Planet Plougher incident, wasn’t it?”
Barda shot a glare in his direction, well aware of his smile. “He and Beetle came over in full costume and parked the Bug in our driveway. Do you remember the neighbours? They couldn’t believe it!”
“Booster doesn’t have a bug Barda, so we don’t have to worry about that.” Scott soothed. “And we should be supportive of Booster. The fact he wants to introduce his new girlfriend to us, of all people, is a sign he’s coming out of hiding.”
Barda frowned as she attempted to re-arrange the flowers Scott had bought in order to apologise for Booster’s impending invasion. After Blue Beetle had died, Booster had felt he had nothing to lose, and no one to tell him otherwise. After a few high-profile stunts, he’d practically vanished, with only the odd heroic appearance every now and then. She and Scott had kept an eye on their old teammate, trying to work out what his life was like now.
His latest appearance had been a showdown with Cyborg, when his take-down of Brigadoom hadn’t been to the new League’s liking. He’d damn near snapped, shouting and raving at the steel man before storming off.
Not that she blamed him, but her point held. Booster had not had the best heroic experience.
The doorbell rang, and Barda took a deep breath as Scott went to answer. There was a stunned silence on Scott’s part, filled with Booster’s cheerful rambling. Frowning, Barda went to see the what was so odd about the girl that Scott had forgotten his usually impeccable manners.
She recognized the look on Booster’s face, from the many, many immature jokes he had shared with Ted Kord. Her eyes slid to the side, away from his wide grin, and froze. Clutching his denim-clad leg was a little girl, no older than Sin had been. His hand rested reassuringly on her head, and although he kept his eyes on their reactions, he kept glancing at her in his peripheral vision.
Despite this show of parental concern, one he himself seemed completely unaware of, he was barely restraining himself from bursting into maniacal laughter. Exasperation mixed with affection and relief as she welcomed Booster into her home, slapping Scott on the shoulder to break him out of his stupor.
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Summary- Booster decides Rani needs to meet a strong female. He picks Barda.
“I cannot believe you invited them to our home.” Barda hissed at her husband, glancing out the window. “Do you remember the last time he came over?”
“Yes dear.” Scott suppressed a grin. “The Planet Plougher incident, wasn’t it?”
Barda shot a glare in his direction, well aware of his smile. “He and Beetle came over in full costume and parked the Bug in our driveway. Do you remember the neighbours? They couldn’t believe it!”
“Booster doesn’t have a bug Barda, so we don’t have to worry about that.” Scott soothed. “And we should be supportive of Booster. The fact he wants to introduce his new girlfriend to us, of all people, is a sign he’s coming out of hiding.”
Barda frowned as she attempted to re-arrange the flowers Scott had bought in order to apologise for Booster’s impending invasion. After Blue Beetle had died, Booster had felt he had nothing to lose, and no one to tell him otherwise. After a few high-profile stunts, he’d practically vanished, with only the odd heroic appearance every now and then. She and Scott had kept an eye on their old teammate, trying to work out what his life was like now.
His latest appearance had been a showdown with Cyborg, when his take-down of Brigadoom hadn’t been to the new League’s liking. He’d damn near snapped, shouting and raving at the steel man before storming off.
Not that she blamed him, but her point held. Booster had not had the best heroic experience.
The doorbell rang, and Barda took a deep breath as Scott went to answer. There was a stunned silence on Scott’s part, filled with Booster’s cheerful rambling. Frowning, Barda went to see the what was so odd about the girl that Scott had forgotten his usually impeccable manners.
She recognized the look on Booster’s face, from the many, many immature jokes he had shared with Ted Kord. Her eyes slid to the side, away from his wide grin, and froze. Clutching his denim-clad leg was a little girl, no older than Sin had been. His hand rested reassuringly on her head, and although he kept his eyes on their reactions, he kept glancing at her in his peripheral vision.
Despite this show of parental concern, one he himself seemed completely unaware of, he was barely restraining himself from bursting into maniacal laughter. Exasperation mixed with affection and relief as she welcomed Booster into her home, slapping Scott on the shoulder to break him out of his stupor.
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