ellie goulding || guns and horses

[blah, this is dumb. some kind of a filler, but still trying to keep up with the event]

a small town outside of gotham is hosting an art and wine festival today... very low key and very under-advertised. until now. after admitting that his next attack will follow shortly, gotham pd has feared that oaksville's festival will be the joker's next target. the gotham pd will be there on high alert.
[Sunday 00:23]
I sat on one of the chairs in the kitchen and munched on the cookies filled with rum that Alfred left for me. Unconsciously I was unwrapping a cookie after cookie and stuffing it in my mouth. Every one else who attended the dinner was sent home shortly after the Joker incident. Every one except for me. 
“When can I go home?” I asked Dick the moment he entered the kitchen. 
“Soon.” He opened the fridge and took out a beer. 
“What’s going on upstairs?” I jerked my chin forward. I wasn’t stupid. All that fuss wasn’t for nothing. “Did anyone get hurt?” 
Dick took a big sip from the beer and nodded. “Do you know anyone name Filippovna?”
“I’ve met her, but I don’t know her personally..” I paused. “Was she the one who got hurt?”
“She got shot.” his voice was surprisingly calm. 
“Is she ok?” 
“She took out the bullet herself.” I stare at him, with my mouth half opened. 
“Wow, hardcore.” I stuffed another cookie in my mouth. I am so going to regret this later.
Dick nodded. “My thoughts exactly.” 
“Well, did you call a doctor or something?” 
“No. She refuses to see anyone. That’s why she will be staying here until she gets better.” 
I sighed. “What is she doing now?” 
Dick shrugged. “I dunno. Sleeping probably.” He paused. “It’s pretty late, you should go to sleep too.” 
A scoff escaped my lips and I jumped from the chair. “Fine. Take me home.” 
“I’m not taking you home.” I shot him with a quizzical glare. 
“Then how am I supposed to go home?!”
“No one’s leaving the house.” Dick crossed his arm on his chest. “Bruce said so.”
“Where am I supposed to sleep?” 

The room I entered wasn’t the way I imagined: untidy, dark and stuffy. Instead it was painted in a light shade of blue and for a boy in his twenties, the room was quite tidy. The clothing that is usually lying on the floor and the empty pizza boxes that are always stuffed under the bed were no where to be found. 
“Tommorow I’ll drive you to your apartment so you can get your stuff.” Dick stood leaned on the wall with his hands in his jeans’ pockets. 
“Aren’t I staying here only for the night?” I glanced at him. 
“Bruce talked to your dad, and he thought that it would be safer if your with someone he trusts.” 
“I don’t think he trusts a twenty year old boy who just flunked out of college.” I raised my eyebrow skeptically. 
“Hey.” He removed his hands from his pockets and shut the door. “Quiet about that. I haven’t told Bruce yet.” 
“When do you plan to tell him then?” 
“When things get better.” He paused and rubbed the nape on his neck. “The bathroom is right down the hall, you can take a shower if you want... and there’s some clothing in the drawers that you can change into.” Dick opened the door ready to leave. “If you need me, I’ll be in the guest room.” 
I nodded. I had no idea where the guest room was, but I will pretend that I do. 
The last time I found myself into a boy’s room when I was seventeen. The feeling is pretty much the same, the only difference, the one undressing me, is... me. 
As I lied my head on one of the pillows, eyelids started to close and I was soon drifting to sleep. Only then I realized how tired I was and how much I needed to get a good rest. The Joker still invaded my mind, but I strangely enough I wasn’t scared. I felt safe. Safer than usual. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t feel like a misfit. 
The feeling that I’ve woken up in someone else’s bed was floating in the air. The room was familiar. It was Dick’s. Memories of what happened last night overflow my head and I realized that I was all by myself. Everything looked the same from the night before. The room was still tidy. The dress I wore the other night was tidily folded and placed on the desk with my shoes standing next to the bed. Just like I left them. The only difference was the brown bag standing on the bedside table. 
I wasn’t all that curious on peeking inside, because I already know there were clothes in it. Instead, I quickly jumped off the bed and went on my investigating rampage. The drawers were half empty. Old notebooks, a couple of pens, post-cards and other similar things. Not quite interesting for my taste. 
I turned around to see if there is anything else I can look through when I noticed that there’s a door right next to the bed. I smiled to myself and tiptoed to it. Carefully I opened the door and I found myself entering a completely different room. 
The entire room seemed to be barricaded with bookshelves and I felt like I was entering a library instead of a study. A wooden desk with a computer was standing on the empty corner of the room and a small amount of sunlight was peeking through the lids. 
I walked a little bit further inside and looked at the shelves. Books, trophies and pictures were occupying the shelves. A particular trophy grasped my attention and I moved closer to it. Next to it was a photo of a boy, around thirteen holding a giant trophy while a huge smile was spread across his lips. He looked like someone I knew, but a few years younger. Under the picture there was a name tag and I smiled to myself. 
 “Richard Grayson. Champion mathelete...” 
“I see you’ve found my trophy collection.” I jumped, startled from suddenly realizing that Dick was also present in the room. I turned around to find him leaned on the aisle of the door, his arms crossed over his chest, smiling. 
“You are a mathelete?” I looked at him quizzically. 
“Used to.” He walked towards me with slow steps, whilst staring at the shelf. “I like math.” He smiled to himself. “Did you get enough sleep?” 
“Yeah.” I nodded, staring at him. Unlike me, he looked exhausted. His hair was a mess and there were bags under his eyes. “You?”
Dick shook his head. “Barely.” 
“The sofa is incredibly uncomfortable.” Dick rubbed his neck. “I woke up with a stiff neck.” 
“I thought you were sleeping in the guest room.” 
“I forgot that we had a guest.” He said with frustration.
“Oh, right.” I nodded. “Sabrina.” 
“Filippovna. The girl that got shot.” I explained to him. 
Dick smiled sheepishly. “Oh, so that’s her name..” I nodded, also smiling. “Hey, are you going to that art festival tonight?” 
“Uhm, I don’t know...” I paused. “Why, are you going?”
He shrugged. “I dunno..”
“Do you want to go?” 
“I was just wondering. You know, if you’d like to go, I could go with you to keep you company..” he avoided my stare. 
“Dick..? Are you asking me out?” 
“What’s with you girls? I simply ask if you want to hang out and you automatically think that we’re asking you on a date!?” I stare at him with a blank expression. “So, does that mean yes?”
“Yes.” I nodded, tugging the corners of my lips into a slight smile. 

Somehow I got the impression that there were more cops than people attending this thing. I thought the Joker was taken in the loony hospital? Why are people so worried about this. 
“They could’ve at least go undercover..” I said to myself as I stare at the crowd of cops. 
“Tell me about it.” Dick scoffed. 
The two of us found our way to the bar and pledged that we would spent the rest of our night here, the place where you can get a clear picture of everyone. 
“I still can’t get over the fact that you use to be a mathelete.” I started a conversation. I was never a fan of awkward silences. 
“Is that so hard to believe?” Dick shifted his gaze onto me, his eyebrow raised. 
“Not really.” I shrugged. “It’s just... strange.” 
“I get that a lot. How about you? Do you have any trophies?” 
I made a crooked expression. “Are you seriously asking me that question?” 
“Yeah..” he nodded. 
I rolled my eyes. “Back when I was into gymnastics I won a couple of medals...” 
“You were a gymnast?” Dick raised his eyebrows in surprise
“Is that so hard to believe?” 
“Not really.” He shook his head smiling. “Why did you stop?”
“Oh the usual. Turned sixteen, realized that I got taller over the summer, got new friends...” 
Dick looked at me suspiciously. “Come on, there must be more than that..”
“Not really.” I shrugged. “I just woke up one morning and realized that I’ve grown. The interests that use to be interesting to me started to bore me and I didn’t feel happy. So I stopped.” 
“Just like that?”
“Just like that. I realized that I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be different. I wanted to be like everyone else.” I paused. “But know, I’m starting to realize that being like everyone else bores me.”
“Does that mean you’re going to become a gymnast again?” 
“No.” I took a sip from my drink. “I’m going to do something different in my life..”
“Like what?” 
I stare at him. That was a good question. Like what? 
“I’ll figure something out..” 

tagging @sophiaspastic because sabrina is being mentioned.
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(I LOVE IT! haha totes ship dick and charlotte)

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@oedipus [we totally should!!! :) ]

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(I LOVE IT/THEM + rachel has no comment; however we should collab soon, rachel wants to meet charlotte :3)


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