Catastrophe-2

Finding Clues

I love writing this chapter. Enjoy.

Damian's POV

"AHHHH!" Detective Dipshit won't stop screaming. "AHHHH!"

"Shut up!" I slap him causing his face to contort into a weird shape.

"You are never driving ever again." He snatches the keys from me.

"Please I was nothing but perfect." I argue.

"You were doing Fast and the Furious out there on the streets of Central City." Ralph exclaims to me.

"It's better than your shitty driving." I comment as I get out of the driver's side.

"My driving is amazing."

"You eat while you drive and drop all of the food!"

"I do..." I point to his stained shirt. "That is..." He covers the stain with his hand. "I'm driving from now on." He repeats.

"Unless I take the keys from your weak ass." I mutter as we approach Joe's house. Ralph knocks.

"It's open. Come in." We enter the house seeing Cecile folding laundry.

"Hey! Cecile." Ralph greets her.

"Hey." She greets us.

"IS Joseph here?" I ask looking for him.

"Uh, no. He's out with Jenna." She answers.

"Oh, dang. Okay. Bummer. All right, the child and I will get some falafel and come back in a bit."

"Wait no! Please don't..." Cecile stops us from leaving. "Leave me here. Um, what do you two need? Maybe I can help you."

"Oh, we just need someone to flash a badge and generally look intimidating, so." Ralph giggles.

"You're a PI and I'm intimidating." I argue with him.

"Yeah but you're barely over five feet." He argues with him.

"Say that down here!" I grab his collar forcing him to my eye level. "I wi..." I stop as I hear Cecile giggling.

"You don't think that I can be intimidating." She asks and we don't say anything. "Oh my God. Neither of you think I'm intimidating." She gasps. She throws the piece of clothing in her hand down to the ground. "Ralph, Damian. I am the district attorney. You know I psychically teleported the Flash inside the Thinker's mind..." Cecile proceeds to climb onto the arm of the couch to be at almost eye level with Ralph. "Whilst giving birth to my daughter, sans epidural it hurt! With the help of Anna Wayne-Allen, I saved the world between contractions. And you don't think that I am intimidating?" Cecile roars ad Ralph takes some steps back. I clap in appreciation.

"Good job Cecile Dipshit is shitting himself." I laugh in joy at the fear in Ralph's eyes.

"Yay!" Cecile exclaims. "What are we doing?" She asks and Ralph tries to recompose himself.

"Uh, we are getting a list of FEMA recipients treated after the Enlightenment to hopefully find Cicada's real name." Ralph answers.

"FEMA, come on." I help Cecile down to the ground. "I worked with them a ton. I know that org inside and out. Just uh-oh give me five. I gotta go pump first." She declares and heads off.

"What are we pumping?" Ralph calls out and I let out a big sigh.

"You're such an idiot!" I yell and he cringes as he realizes what Cecile is doing. "You would be tied for first on who would die in a horror movie."