“I-I'm sorry. What did toi say Becca?”
Becca smirked again, calmly resting her head in one of her hands.
“You heard correctly Willow.”
a dit girl could only stare at the warrior in front of her. Becca seemed so calm Willow thought she could see horns and a tail.
“You WHAT?!”
“Chill Willow. It's not that bad.”
“YOU CLONED YOUNG JUSTICE! HOW IS THAT NOT BAD?!”
Becca looked at Willow now and the red in her eyes seemed to get darker. She stood, walking to an inch infront of Willow.
“I'm sorry! I thought I was talking to my sister! But I guess Billy brought accueil the wrong person! Cause my REAL sister would have at least asked HOW I was able to clone them!”
Becca opened the door, running out of the room. Willow was about to follow her when Billy stopped her.
“Whoa! Slow down Willow! We should've warned you!”
“About what?! That my sister is probably PMSing?!”
“Eww. No. That Becca...Okay. We've all noticed that Becca's changed. But I know she isn't fully healed.”
“And how do toi know that?”
“Her eyes. Each color means something different. But her eyes, no matter what color, have always held a tint of orange. Which is a sign that she's lonely. She doesn't want to fight. She just wants to feel loved. And screaming doesn't help.”
“Are toi saying this is my fault?!” Willow screamed.
“Stop. I hate it when I'm yelled at.”
Willow froze. She'd a dit the same thing to Wally. And she really didn't want to have a fight with Billy. He was just protecting Becca from plus pain. Willow took a deep breath, calming down.
“So what do I do?” she asked.
“Give her her space. She's probably with Beck right now anyway.”
“Beck?”
“Mhmm. He and Becca have gotten quite close. He reminds her of Robin.”
So Beck is the Robin clone.
“Okay. What do I do in the meantime?” Willow asked.
Billy smiled broadly.
“Why come and talk with me of course!”
Willow couldn't help but laugh at Billy. There was always something that made her feel secure. And he was always able to hit the notes that got the response he wanted. It was hard not to like him. I don't know if I'm falling for toi Billy. But I know that whoever's cœur, coeur toi grab, the girl will be quite lucky. Very lucky indeed.
Becca smirked again, calmly resting her head in one of her hands.
“You heard correctly Willow.”
a dit girl could only stare at the warrior in front of her. Becca seemed so calm Willow thought she could see horns and a tail.
“You WHAT?!”
“Chill Willow. It's not that bad.”
“YOU CLONED YOUNG JUSTICE! HOW IS THAT NOT BAD?!”
Becca looked at Willow now and the red in her eyes seemed to get darker. She stood, walking to an inch infront of Willow.
“I'm sorry! I thought I was talking to my sister! But I guess Billy brought accueil the wrong person! Cause my REAL sister would have at least asked HOW I was able to clone them!”
Becca opened the door, running out of the room. Willow was about to follow her when Billy stopped her.
“Whoa! Slow down Willow! We should've warned you!”
“About what?! That my sister is probably PMSing?!”
“Eww. No. That Becca...Okay. We've all noticed that Becca's changed. But I know she isn't fully healed.”
“And how do toi know that?”
“Her eyes. Each color means something different. But her eyes, no matter what color, have always held a tint of orange. Which is a sign that she's lonely. She doesn't want to fight. She just wants to feel loved. And screaming doesn't help.”
“Are toi saying this is my fault?!” Willow screamed.
“Stop. I hate it when I'm yelled at.”
Willow froze. She'd a dit the same thing to Wally. And she really didn't want to have a fight with Billy. He was just protecting Becca from plus pain. Willow took a deep breath, calming down.
“So what do I do?” she asked.
“Give her her space. She's probably with Beck right now anyway.”
“Beck?”
“Mhmm. He and Becca have gotten quite close. He reminds her of Robin.”
So Beck is the Robin clone.
“Okay. What do I do in the meantime?” Willow asked.
Billy smiled broadly.
“Why come and talk with me of course!”
Willow couldn't help but laugh at Billy. There was always something that made her feel secure. And he was always able to hit the notes that got the response he wanted. It was hard not to like him. I don't know if I'm falling for toi Billy. But I know that whoever's cœur, coeur toi grab, the girl will be quite lucky. Very lucky indeed.
