Narrator: The next two posts are SMILEY-FREE.... really!
(young) Nightwing: Well, that golem completely wrecked our living quarters and we are left with nowhere to sleep. Guess that means we're going to the Room of Spirit and Time after all.
Britannica: Funny how that worked out.
(young) Nightwing: Indeed.
Cowgirl Jack: I'm not sure about this.
(young) Nightwing: CJ, this is an opportunity to achieve one year’s worth of training in our own pocket universe while only a day passes in The Real World. What troubles you?
CJ: I don’t know if I want to spend a year stuck in some weird manga universe with eight guys. It’s bad enough sharing a hotel room with you guys.
Brit: If you’re worried about being the only girl----
CJ: Woman.
Brit: Yes, ma'am. Well, CJ, there’s no need to fret. My lovely fiancée will be joining us.
Di Bat Pho: OH NO!! I mean... I will?
Brit: Of course, love.
DBP: Oh. Well, I am not so sure that would be a great idea. I am, after all, only a part-time member. Yes, it is best that I stay behind and work on the wedding invitations.
Brit: Nonsense. This will be the perfect chance for you and I to spend quality time together, away from the Incredible Hulks and innocent, pram-pushing mothers of the world.
Just then, a droopy-eyed La Machine walks down the stairs.
CJ: La!
Vegi-La [still half asleep]: Huh?
CJ: Put on some pants!
The La looks down and realizes his mistake...
Vegi: Oh, my bad.
...then slowly trudges up the stairs.
DBP: One... whole... year.
Any Given Wednesday [walking down the stairs]: Hey, La isn’t wearing any pants.
Everyone: We know!
AGW: Alrighty then.
Ace: Hey, Wednesday, look at this.
Ace draws his right fist and lunges across the room at AGW...
AGW [throwing his hands up to cover his face]: Over there!
[POOF!]
Leaving Ace to land face first in a chair.
Ace: OW!
DBP: What just happened to her?
Brit: It's just Wednesday. Weekly thing. You'll get used to it.
DBP: Oh dear.
(y)N: Well, it’s settled. I’ll give everyone time to repack their things before I instant transmission us to the tower of Earth's guardian.
CJ and DBP: .....
Ace and Brit: Yay!
Tuesday, almost midnight. There is a mild crackle of air at the tower of Earth’s Guardian
Dende: Ah, there you are. Glad to see you, my friends.
CJ and DBP: .....
(y)N: Is everything ready?
Dende: Of course. Mr. Popo has worked tirelessly to make the changes you requested. Everything is exactly as you asked.
Registered Member 552: Changes?
(y)N: On behalf of the Justice League Reality, I thank you, Dende.
Vegi-La: Who died and made him ambassador?
JLR: Shush!
Mr. Popo escorts the JLR to a huge door.
Mr. Popo: I hope you like it. I did everything I could to make it comfortable.
(y)N [flashing the stout little man a warm smile]: I’m sure everything will be perfect.
Mr. Popo gives our hero a wide smile back and opens the door to the Room of Spirit and Time. The JLR are surrounded by a familiar white light and, hearts racing, walk in behind a steady (young) Nightwing.
And with a final, heavy clunk, the door to the Room of Spirit of Time closes behind them and disappear.
552: What’s that?
552 was the first to see something in the distance.
(young) [guiding the team towards it]: This will be your first time training in The Room. Since many of you aren’t conditioned for the harsh environment my fellow Z-fighters and I are used to, I asked Dende to provide a few... accommodations.
