Refuse But Don't Fight

"Look," you suppress a yawn, "I really don't want to fight you right now."

"Great!" Beams the young sorceress. "So grab some clothes and let's go."

"No, I mean, I'm really pretty tired right now and I'd just like to hit the bed. So if you promise to leave immediately and not cause any more trouble on the way out then I won't try to stop you." You honestly are pretty exhausted and you're hoping she'll take you up on the offer.

"That's lame," Jinx's smile fades into a look of disgust, "You act all cool and talk a big game but you're just another loser acting tough. I thought you were different."

"What? I'm not allowed to be tired?" You bark back. "I've had a busy day. Between 'Mr. I work with Batman and therefore I'm in charge' going on and on about the 'responsibilities of being a Titan,' the big tin man trying to cram the entirety of the Tower's computer system in my brain, and not to mention two surprise visits from a certain insane pink headed goth it's a wonder I'm capable of standing up right now."

"Insane?!?" Jinx's tone drops a full octave and her eyes begin to glow a vibrant pink.

"I errr..." You stammer, clearly seeing your chances of getting any sleep deteriorating rapidly. You try to quickly regain composure and calm her down before things get too out of hand. "Don't get me wrong. I love pretty girls following me around as much as the next guy. But you're out of your mind if you think I'm going on any adventures tonight. So why don't we take a rain check on the whole mischief date thing until tomorrow night."

"I'LL SHOW YOUR WHO'S OUT OF THEIR MI-Wait.... did you just call me pretty?" Jinx is snapped out of her rage by pure bewilderness as her tone and eyes return to their normal bright selves.

"Did I?" In your current state even you're not sure of what you were saying in your rushed defense.

"You did. And you asked me out on a daaaaate." She emphasizes the word date in a mix of mock-teasing and sincere glee.

"Nooooo. No I didn't." Your face turns a heavy red. "I was just saying whatever it is you wanted from me could wait until tomorrow."

"Too late to take it back now. You're on. Tomorrow night. You and I are going on a date. So you better be ready to have fun." She turns around to leave and you swear you catch her skip on the way towards the window.

"Bu-Wah-Wait!" You cry out to protest that you agreed to no such thing.

Jinx turns around and shoots you a dirty look, "IS THERE A PROBLEM?"

"Ah.. No. I just, don't know what time or where to meet you." Even though the young witch's powers are practically useless against you, the tone and glare she shot you frightened you to your core.

"Oh." She twists her face in contemplation. "Don't worry about all that. Just leave your window open and I'll come get you when I'm ready, um... I didn't actually get your name."

"Ah. Right. I'm Lancer." You answer. Too confused by the surreal-ness of the situation to continue objecting.

"Lancer. Cool. Well ok, Lancey-Pants. I'll come get you tomorrow... and you better not be in your pajamas." And with that the nimble enchantress vaults herself out your window in one graceful movement.

You stare dumbfounded at your open window trying to process everything that had just happened. "Oh man. What did I just get myself into?" And with the last of your energy, you drag yourself back to your bed and collapse upon the soft mattress inviting a well needed rest.