DLD Day (pm):

DLD makes his way towards (young)Nightwing through the Room of Spirit and Time. He’s about a mile away from his teammate (young) Nightwing, when suddenly...

FA-FOOM!

Three strange figures appear before our Grime Fighter. Though DLD's attention instantly focuses on the woman wearing the short summer dress. Her shiny, red curly hair is tied up revealing her bare neck and shoulders. She has the dimpled face of a sweet, innocent angel, and a body that could kill. Her green eyes shine when she smiles sweetly at our hero and gives a little wave.

DLD grins back stupidly!

DLD: Gurgle [humina humina]

A small, thin, stern-looking man in a dapper suit walks between DLD and the lovely image before him. The man has slicked hair, a pair of reading spectacles perched upon his beaky nose, and a quill lodged behind his ear. He moves stiffly with his hands behind his back.

DLD immediately tries to ignore the man, to get a better look at the woman.

Small man: [gives a little cough] hmm hmm

DLD: Oh, I’m sorry sir…

Small man: Much better.

DLD: But could you please move out of the way.

Small man: [gives a slightly louder cough] HMM HMM

DLD: [finally drawing his attention to the man] What!?!

Small man: “Lord” dun_like_dinner, there are certain beings in position of influence who are willing to give you a second chance. I believe them to be mistaken in their beliefs and that we should leave you to your mortal fate.

DLD: Riiiight.

DLD finally looks at the third figure, a clown wearing a baggy suit, oversized shoes and a party hat. He pulls out an old-fashioned car horn. HONK HONK

DLD: Okay. Maybe the Room is affecting me more that I realised. Hang on! How'd you get in here anyway? You're not supposed to be able to do that!

Small man: My dear dun_like_dinner, entering the Room of Spirit and Time is a mere trifle for beings such as us.

DLD: Riiiight…. again.

Small man: You were always dim but I did not realise that the High Father removed what little intelligence you had along with your memory.

DLD: Look this isn't making much sense. I think I need to sit down...

DLD sits down on the ground when...

PFFFFTTTTT!!!

DLD immediately jumps up to find a deflated whoopee cushion.

DLD: What the?

The Clown blows into a party blower and silently laughs

DLD: Who are you anyway? How do you know who I am?

Small man: We are the Gods of the Partyon.

DLD: Don't you mean Pantheon?

Small man: I mean what I said. This [indicating the woman] is Teasa - goddess of the friendship zone.

Teasa: Hello DLD.

DLD: Goik [humina humina] !

Small man: This [indicating the clown] is Entertainus - god of party games and favours.

Entertainus spins a rattle above his head. Whizzzzzzzzzzzz

DLD still staring at Teasa, absently waves hello at Entertainus.

Small man: And I am Refundus – god of tax accountants.

DLD: Who ever heard of a god for tax accountants? That’s stupid…. and boring.

Refundus: [getting a little haughty] Well, you are the god of janitors.

DLD: Look pal! I’ve been a janitor nearly all my life and I’ve never heard anything about a god of janitors.

Refundus: [getting a little more haughty] Please stick with the conversation, dun_like_dinner. We have already established that your memory has been erased. Of course, you wouldn’t know anything about the god of janitors.

DLD: What!?! My memory has been erased! [goes into mop-the-floor battle pose] Who did it?

Refundus: We’ve already established that too…It was the High Father! Lord Preserve us… [no no no]

DLD: Lord Preservus? Sounds more like the God of jam makers.

Refundus: Preservus is not the High Father [you sunnuva...] ! He’s the God of manufacturers of hams and other small goods. The High Father is Zues!

DLD: Hey! I know Zues!

Refundus: Oh yes, very amusing. How could you know the High Father Zues when you memory has been erased?

DLD: He lives in the Barn of Justice.

Refundus: [whaaaa!] ?!? [turns to Teasa and Entertainus] Perhaps we will not have to bring him back with us after all?

Entertainus mimes a sad man who starts crying.

Teasa: But Pompus told us to bring DLD back with us.

DLD: But what about (young)? I shouldn’t just leave him here. The JLR is leaving soon and—

Teasa walks over to DLD and drapes an arm around our hero’s neck. She draws a line with her finger from DLD’s nose down to his chest.

Teasa: [with another smile] Oh, don’t worry about him. I have a good feeling he’ll be alright. So, what do you say? Ready to visit Paradise with me?

DLD: [humina humina]

Teasa: I’ll take that as a yes

FA-FA-FA-FOOOM!!!!

And the four figures disappear from the Room of Spirit and Time leaving no trace of their existence.

To be continued…