New years

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(A/N) JUST A QUICK THING CUZ I GOT NO ONE 😂

Sonance's P.O.V

I sat down in the couch in the living roof of the Manor when I heard Jason yell. "HAPPY NEW YEARS MOTHER FUCKERS" he had his middle finger in the air making me laugh a little. Tim walked out of his room and joined me on the couch. "So what you Gunna do this year?" Asked Tim. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Well a New year's resolution obviously" Jason intervened. "Oh, I guess I don't have one" I said. And closed my eyes feeling the warmth of the couch witch was immediately disterbed by a heavier grown man who needs to act like one. "Well I know mine" said Dick bopping my nose. "It's to get you and Demon spawn together" he said happily. "Hay that's what I was Gunna do" said jaybird with a wide smile.

I rolled my eyes and stood up. The door bell rang so I decided to open it to move away from the boys. It was Babs and Steph. They both squeeld meaning I had to ware a dress or they where going to find some form of torture for me. "Well what dress are you wearing" I knew it my money was on the dress. Well any way here's the jif so Bruce is having a New Year's ball here in the Manor so I have to dress fancy, wich sucks, cuz I hate dresses. Well some of them not all of them.
"Shit" o cursed under my breath. "Give me a few seconds to hide" o said and ran as they chased after me.  I ran in to Damian's room and saw him looking through his closet for a suit possibly. "Are you running from the girls again?" He asked directing his attention towards me.

"They wanna put me in a dress" I defended. He slightly smiled and walked towards me. "Well it is a Ball you have to dress the part" he said and placed his hands lightly on my waist. "But what about yeezes and joggers there expensive, like a dress" he chuckled at my complaint. "You must ware one. And besides" he pulled me closer. "Your stunning in one" I slightly blushed. OK many I looked like a tomato I don't know. I looked down and rubbed my forearm smiling. "Thank you Damian but I'm still going to hide" he smirked and looked at the door. "You can't hide and it's only a dress" 'shit' he's working with them crap. I tried to get out of his embrace and failed as the door opend.

"Damian please don't do this have mercy" I pleaded. He chuckled again and held tighter till Barbra grabbed me and threw me over her shoulder. "Thanks kid" said Stephanie handing him a Hershey cookies and cream chocolate bar and Reece's peanut butter cup.

*Giggles* lantern (Reese Jordan)*giggles again*

Barbra turned around and began to walk out. "Damian!" I scolded. "You sold me out for a chocolate bar and a peanut butter cup!!?" I yelled. He shrugged and took a bit of the Hershey's, picking up a tie and desiding which color to ware.
What a Bitch. When we got in my room I heard all the windows lock and the door shut which babs did by pushing it with he foot and taking one hand away from me to twist the lock. "Take her phone so she can't call 911 or Eliot for help" said Steph. Babs took my phone from my back pocket and threw it on the bed. I felt something cold on my wrist and saw that the hand cuffs where now attached to my dresser and right hand. I can't pick a lock with my left hand.

I tryd to pry my hand out Wich didn't work and decided to attempt to dislocate my thumb. "What the hell is she doing?" Asked Steph. Babs eyes widened as I attempted to work faster. "She trying to get out" they ran over and grabbed my hand. "Can I at least have my phone?" I asked. "Will you call for help?" Asked babs. "No I'll be playing candy crush" I stated with pride for my love of the game. Steph sent a warning glare and handed me my phone. I began to text Eliot for help...I didn't promise them.

S: I need help💩👗👠
E: same here mom and dad are trying to put me in a tux it's evil.
S: babs and Steph are trying to get me in a dress and slap me with makeup.
E:😂
S: I don't see how this is funny.
E: you, in a dress, you look good in one but don't you hate them?
S: more than scarecrow
E: there in the room I'll face time you.

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