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ENTER Rosie and Gossamer


Rosie smiled happily as she flipped her little pink diary closed and stuffed a blue crayon back into it’s box. She jumped up from her little beanbag chair and moved over to a white desk in the corner of her bedroom to put her precious things back in their drawer. Once done, she smiled and turned around to look at the rest of her room. Everything was neat, clean, and very pink and white. On her fluffy pillowed bed, sat her raggedy little doll. She carefully climbed on top of her bed and scooped up her doll.

She and Gossamer had been living in one of Gossamer’s old buildings in New York for weeks now. It had been no where near livable when they came here, but Gossamer had fixed it up pretty nicely. Sturdy walls, clean rooms, working water and electricity, everything was good. Only the top level of the apartment complex was visibly cleaned up though. The rest of the floors looked like the building was still run down and abandoned. Good way to make sure no one really snooped. Plenty of escape routs had been made in the building too, just in case. Gossamer had seemed more than a little adamant about constructing those.
It was a little strange. After Gossamer had left with Joker and Deathstroke to someplace else, Gossamer had taken quite an interest in making sure Rosie was alright and taken care of. She’d made sure she found the real Rosie and all of her duplicates before taking her to their new home. She hadn’t taken her back to Joker’s place. Something about she couldn’t find Joker, and after a few days of looking, she just stopped. Rosie figured that Joker had been caught or something. Maybe that’s why Gossamer was so diligent in making their home so safe. There were plenty of magic barriers and traps around the doors and windows.

After a few moments’ Rosie jumped up and headed out of her room. Still clutching Lilly in her arms, she made her way down the hall and into the living room. She paused a moment, glancing around the well furnished room with the stolen, erm, donated furniture. No one was in here. There was no noise coming from in the kitchen, and Gossamer seldom went to her bedroom to sleep at this time of the day. That left the bathroom or the work room. Carefully, Rosie moved to make her way to the work room.
She gently opened the door up and peeked inside. There were shelves upon shelves of books and magic related items. On the other end of the room, behind the door, were a few weapons, electronics, and a large desk with a computer. Gossamer sat hunched over the desk in front of the computer, asleep with her head on her arm.
Rosie grinned, and gently made her way into the room. She walked up to Gossamer and gently tugged on the sleeve of her black tee shirt. ”Mom…” she said gently. ”Mom, why don’t you just go to bed for a bit?”

Gossamer stirred a bit, then slowly opened her eyes. She looked down at Rosie a moment, then everything seemed to register. Groaning a bit, she sat up in the chair, revealing the open spell book she had been resting herself on. ”No…I’m alright sweetie.”

”I’ll be ok.” Rosie said reassuringly. ”I know how to make cereal if I get hungry, and my cartoons will be coming on in a few minutes.”

Gossamer looked down at her a moment, over at the book she had been memorizing, then over at the clock. Yeesh, she had been up all night, hadn’t she? After a moment, she looked back down at Rosie with a soft smile. ”Alright. You remember to keep Lilly close to you.” she said, petting her little girl on the head.

”Moooom…you have the world’s best security in here. I think I’ll be alright.” she said, giving Gossamer a cute little smile.

Gossamer smiled back at her a moment, turned, flipped her book closed, and slipped it back on it’s place on the shelf beside her. Leaning down, she gave Rosie a little kiss on the forehead, then stood and made her way out of the room. As she passed through the living room, she made a mental check to make sure the doors and windows were locked, and that everything was working properly. Satisfied that everything was fine, she retreated into her room, leaving the door open behind her.
She groaned a bit as she flopped herself down on the bed. Ugh, she needed to stop staying up so late trying to up her magic skills. Sliding her arms behind her head, she starred out into the hallway a moment. Damn cat….she’d be feeling paranoid now for weeks. She knew she would. Ever since she woke up and escaped from that freaking magician, then made it back to the building to find that everyone was gone…all she could think about was Rosie. Grant, that probably had a great deal to do with what that green b****** forced her to see. When she went back to the hideout, and couldn’t find Joker there either, she began to worry. Immediately, she went about gathering up every Rosie she could fine, and went back to her old hideout. She kept looking for a few days, but upon not finding him, she assumed that he had been captured.
All she could think about then was everything that had happened that made her become Gossamer permanently. She couldn’t explain herself, that she didn’t choose to just leave everyone…so he probably thought that she just took off on her own. And, she almost knew that he’d be after her. That’s what she would do anyway. The only way she ever broke up with someone was by their death. If she was on her own, she wouldn’t care so much. But…she had Rosie now. She didn’t want him finding them if he wanted to kill her. The memory of what happened to her the night she became Gossamer flashed in her mind over and over. She didn’t want that…she didn’t want it to happen again. She didn’t want to find Rosie lying on the floor simply because she wasn’t able to come to her rescue.
So…she had spent the last few weeks making sure her home was the absolute safest place for herself and Rosie. And she had been studying as much magic as she could. Things she didn’t know or still needed practice with. She had been defeated so easily…numerous times…by a boy with no real powers. She had to make herself better. If nothing else, then for Rosie.