Red Dragonfly: Wilbur Watts

Chapter Nine

"So, what makes you think you can join my fraternity, fellas?"

Lloyd would asked as he had Wilbur and Ethan behind the batting cages. Wilbur was fully skeptical about this but Ethan was fully determined. "We just think we might be up to the task." Ethan said.

Lloyd smirked softly, nudging his friends' sides. "Alright, tell you what," Lloyd smiled. "If one of you can take 10 baseballs to the face, you're in."

Wilbur's eyes widened softly. "Ummm what? I'm not so sure about that."

"Dude, relax. It's just hazing." Ethan said softly. "I'm sure they're just joking around." Ethan was then hit in the face by one of baseballs shooting out of a pitching machine. Both of them could hear the guffaws of Lloyd and his friends as they were recording this on Convo.

The pitching machine shot more baseballs at them as Wilbur's internal antennas made him catch it in midair. Wilbur smiled as he caught more of them. This was kinda easy for him. As more baseballs were shot at the two, Wilbur began to juggle them in the air. The more balls, the more Wilbur caught and added to his juggling.

Lloyd looked in awe as he stared at this, phone in hand. "Holy shit, what is happening?!" Lloyd said in awe. The frats started to cheer him on, along with Ethan as Wilbur was up to 40 baseballs at this point.

"Go, Wilbur go! Juggle them balls, pause!" Ethan yelled out. Wilbur doubled up on the juggling, panting heavily as his arms eventually got tired. The rich kids cheered for Wilbur as they ran into the batting cage, carrying him on their shoulders.

"Internet, you're never gonna believe this shit!" Lloyd screamed at his phone. "My main man, Wilbur Watts has juggled 40 baseballs live on camera!" Ethan grinned as he tried to squeeze his way into the camera as he soon was pushed out of frame by one of the rich kids. If Ethan was gonna be honest, he felt kinda jealous that Wilbur was getting all of the attention.

Meanwhile, Rosemary was in the backyard of her house. She was sparking up a cigarette as she stood by the patio. Things were really stressful for her at the SCPD. Russell walked behind the house to see Rosemary smoking and hugged her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder.
"Stress smoking, are ya?"

Rosemary inhaled smoke and blew it in the air, trying to get as relaxed as she can. It was stressful for her being a police captain. "Yeah...sometimes I need to..."

He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Well, I'm here for you if you need a smoking buddy." Russell chuckled softly. Rosemary smiled at him. "You want a hit?" She handed the cigarette to him, smiling softly. Russell smiled right back at her. "Sure, since you're offering." He took the cigarette out of her hands and decided to give Rosemary a peck on the lips as he did.

Rosemary smiled at the kiss. "I've had a really hard day."

"Is everything ok at the station?" Russell asked.

"Not really..." Rosemary admitted. "Crime has sprung up out of nowhere. Things used to be so much simpler with Green Dragonfly. I don't what happened. He just....abandoned us."

Russell felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He tried to forget about his past life and his old alter ego. "Maybe he had a good reason to leave...maybe things got too hard for him to handle..." Russell defended him.

"Wherever he is, I hope he's okay." Rosemary said with sympathy. "By the way, you think you're ever gonna get your company back?"

Russell scoffs softly. "Who knows? I'm too much of a screw up to run a company."

"Hey, look at me." Rosemary looked into Russell's eyes, caressing his face softly. "You're not too much of a screw up to get a woman like me."

Russell smiled as he ashes their cigarette out. They both shared a kiss as Rosemary started to lead in back inside.