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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I took this challenge off the challenges page at least 3 years ago. I've been looking at it for awhile, trying to build more of the story before my muse convinced me it really was finished. Just a little snippet of a fic. Enjoy! Challenge Criteria: New Gotham is caught in a freak winter storm in the middle of July.
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Another day in New Gotham
Barbara sighed happily. It was early in the morning. The sun was barely up, which meant the other occupants of the clock tower were still sleeping soundly. Dinah wouldn't be awake for at least another couple of hours. And Helena wouldn't make an appearance until around noon. Barbara sipped her coffee slowly, savoring the flavor and the silence.
"BARBARA!" Helena screamed from the balcony. "OH MY GOD!"
Barbara jumped, spilling her coffee across her lap. She bit back a curse as she spun her chair around and shot towards her lover's panicked voice.
She found the younger woman in a state of shock, eyes wide and staring at the city. Blinking, Barbara opened her mouth in surprise. It was snowing. Granted, snow in New Gotham isn't uncommon. But it was the middle of July. This was absolutely not normal. Normal was a distant speck on the horizon. This was so far past normal Barbara was tempted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
"Do you believe this?" Helena asked.
Barbara glanced over at the younger woman, who was bouncing on the balls of her feet. While Helena hated the cold, she loved snow. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"Hel, it's snowing." Barbara blinked at her. "In July."
"Yeah.. Kinda noticed, with my keen powers of observation." Helena grinned at her. "How cool is this?" Barbara watched, dumbfounded, as she scooped up a handful of snow from the railing and dashed inside.
"I'm going to wake the kid!" Helena called over her shoulder.
"Helena Kyle, don't you dare!" Barbara shouted after her.
The high pitched shriek that echoed through the clock tower made Barbara wince. When her ears stopped ringing she could make out Helena's laughter and Dinah's voice raised in anger. She took one last look at the storm before sighing and making her way back inside. So much for her quiet relaxing morning.
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