Case Of The Grey Eyes

|Chapter 25|

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"How are your classes coming together Mr. Zane?" Alfred places a cup next to me on the coffee table as I sit on the floor and work on my assignments for the day. I didn't have much left to work on just an essay and some notes, even though essay's are a pain Alfred won't let me put it off.

"Eh... it could be better. Science and English are kicking my butt though." I say and then dramatically throwing myself back on the sofa behind me.

"Ah I see. Well you will get the hang of it, it will just take a while. All things considered you are doing well with all of this."

"Thanks Alfred that means-"

"- Let it go! Is it so hard to ask for you to leave me alone for 5 minutes!" Me and Alfred look towards the sound of Dick yelling as he opens the front door. I couldn't see them from where I was sitting but I could see Dick almost stomping by the living and up stairs.

"What was that about?" I ask out loud to myself. Bruce walks by and it looks like he went to the kitchen as Alfred sighs and picks up the other cup I had on the table that was empty.

"Nothing you should worry about. The two of them butt heads more than moose, they just need awhile to calm down and they'll make up. On that note I shall make myself some coffee and lock myself in the library."

I laugh at Alfred's antics as he turns and leaves me to work on my assignments.

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To say that this issue with Dick and Bruce was starting to drive even me insane, was the understatement of the century.

It got so bad to where Alfred, the most cool, calm, and collected person on the planet, would make food for everyone and then almost immediately shut himself back in the library. I think he would come back out in the middle of the night or something, because every morning the place would be sparkling and looking brand new.

Today was no exception to that, since I was sitting in the Living Room in my normal spot sandwiched between the sofa and coffee table trying to get a mountain of work done. Why do teachers think it's fun to give us so much work to do before a break, I don't know.

But what I did know was that Dick took that as an invitation one afternoon when Bruce left the house to vent to me about all his emotional baggage.

I normally wouldn't mind, since back at the Cave Megan would rant to me about the different things of Earth and I would try my best to explain. When I didn't have an answer we would turn it into our own little missions to find out. We ended up calling the list: 'All of Earth's things that we still can't figure out & more!'

The same would apply to Connor as well, we would just hang out around the Cave, in the training room where he would show off things that he learned from Canary, the Kitchen where we both would learn more about trying to cook, because let's face it.... we both sucked at it!

So you see, no problem, and the same would go for Dick.... If I didn't hear about it every hour for the past few days!!

"Dick," I interrupt, he was in the middle of the same vent he gave everyday since that training exercise went wrong.

"I understand that you're upset, I really do. The others aren't much better either and I have been trying to give everyone their space. I get that you want someone to vent to, but I have so much going through my own mind that I still have to worry about every waking hour. I still don't even know how I should feel."