C10 Chapter 10

Jack glanced at his kid in the hospital bed for a little minute, a moment of agonizing doubt, but he ultimately nodded and walked out. Readjusting his seat, Finn turned to face Riley.

So, he uttered. "Rugby?"

Riley gave a shrug. "Lunchtime was just a muck-around game." I was tackled, but it didn't really matter how I fell on my arm.

Finn looked over the cast. "Is there space for writing on it?"

Riley smiled. "Not with this particular one. Until my arm is less swollen, this is only a fictitious one. You can write on one of those colored ones that I get to keep.

"Very cool," Finn remarked. "What game are you playing? He gave the Nintendo a nod.

"Zelda."

"The most recent one?"

Riley gave a headshake. Nope. They just have this old console instead of the new one, but because it's Ocarina of Time, it's still cool, he shrugged.

Finn gave a wise nod. He was aware of how much Jack and Riley enjoyed playing video games, particularly the whole Legend of Zelda series.

When Finn opened the door after hearing a knock, he expected to see a nurse, but what he saw was a vision. A vision dressed as Wonder Woman.

"Hey!"She spoke those words.

When Riley didn't respond, Finn said, "Hey." The woman with the scarlet and gold bustier and star-studded tights had the poor youngster dumbfounded.

"How did you damage your arm? She stepped into the room and inquired.

Riley's respiration returned as she moved, breaking the trance. Finn covered his mouth in a grin. Wonder Woman glanced at him, and he noticed the glimmer in her azure eyes.

"It was awesome playing football," Riley said, somewhat puffing up his chest. His dad would be overjoyed.

"Whoa, that's amazing. Does it hurt a lot?"

Riley leaned back against his cushions and replied, "Nah."

"What is your name?"

"Riley," he answered.

"Well, hello, Riley." Is it possible for me to sign your cast?"

Riley's expression momentarily sank, and Finn intervened.

He said, "This is just a temporary cast until the swelling goes down."

She said, "Oh, well, maybe I could come back and sign it then," to which Riley grinned.

That would be fantastic!"

She circled the TV stand and took a quick look at the screen. "Zelda? She enquired.

Riley gave a nod. "Ocarina of Time is still cool, but my dad and I have the new one."

She glanced at Finn. Do you also play Zelda?"

He shook his head and smiled. She tried not to smile when he said, "I'm not Riley's dad," but he saw the faint upward shift of her lips before she did.

Riley kindly remarked, "This is my Uncle Finn." "He's just here to see how the nurses are doing while Dad goes home to nap."

Finn could have punched Riley for revealing him in such a way as her eyes sharpened at him. As his wingman, the boy had some job ahead of him.

She faced Riley once more. "All right, I stopped over to say hi. If you would like to interact with some of the other children and get to know some of the other Justice League members present today, we have some games and puzzles set up in the playroom.

Not even the Hulk or Spider-Man?Riley enquired.

She gave a headshake. "Me, Batman, Superman, and the Flash."

Riley released a sigh. "Well, I guess that's alright, but I really like the Marvel comics series."

Wonder Woman gave Finn a fierce look as he tried to disguise his stifled laughter with a cough.

Maybe The Avengers will come by next week. The Justice League has the week off.

Riley responded, "Fair enough," getting out of bed and holding her hand as she guided him out of the room. Finn leaped up to trail after, seizing the chance to gaze at her exquisite posterior attired in an extremely form-fitting outfit. For a superhero, especially one who was thought to be descended from the Amazonian race, she was short. He couldn't really complain though, for she arrived in a neat little box that was all proportionately little.

Glancing over her shoulder, she noticed that he was fixated on her behind. He carefully raised his eyes, not rushing to put her at ease.

You're welcome to remain here, she told him. She turned and walked away, allowing Finn to follow her, saying, "I'll look after Riley."