New Orleans: Day 2

DragonFyre follows the tour guide as they wander the streets of New Orleans. She snaps a few pictures of the picturesque apartments that line the French Quarter. "Now up here is the parade route for the Italians. We'll see them tonight." the guide announces. She whirls on them. "Girls, I wanna make one thing clear: no matter how cute those Italian boys are, you are not to get in the car." A chorus of disappointed sighs resound from the aggregation of girls in the back. They walk a little further along the street until they reach a restaurant. One of the chaperones goes inside, then returns a few minutes later.
"Okay, our reservations aren't until six," Coach Reese explains, "so you can shop along this street for half an hour. Be back by 5:45. And stay in groups!" DragonFyre looks around for Bri and Victoria, but they're already halfway down the street. Donny spots her.
"Hey!" he calls, "You wanna join us?" DragonFyre smiles and walks over to him. 
"Why on earth would I want to hang out with my best friend's older brother and his dorky friends?" she asks, sarcastically. Donny blushes.
"'Cause you don't have anything better to do." he counters. DragonFyre shrugs.
"Alright, you win. Where are we going?" Donny grabs her hand as he leads his group across the street and into a bakery. The sweet smell of fudge and fresh pralines scent the air. An old woman comes up and hands each of them a sample of the candy coated pecans. DragonFyre takes a bite of the sweet candy. It crunches satisfactorily in her mouth. Donny buys a half pound of mint fudge and hands it out to his friends. He breaks off a piece and gives it to DragonFyre. She takes it warily. "What did you do to it?" she asks. Donny smiles and cocks his head.
"Nothing. Besides spit on it." he retorts. DragonFyre pops it into her mouth.
"Hm, minty, with a hint of idiot." she observes. He chuckles. They head out pf the bakery and wander through the shops until 5:30. They slowly make they're way back to the restaurant. When they arrive, everyone else is already there, and an occasional stomach growl punctuates the chatter. Mrs. Solberg, the school's French teacher, claps her hands twice to gain everyone's attention.
"Okay," she calls, "as you enter the Hard Rock Cafe, we're going to count you to make sure you're all here."
"Any lost students will be eaten by bears." Coach Reese adds. Mrs.Solberg hits him lightly on the arm. DragonFyre files into the restaurant. Several flat-screens line the walls and play famous music videos. Signed guitars and drumsticks are displayed everywhere. A black spandex suit catches DragonFyre's eye.
"Who wore that?" she wonders aloud. Donny shrugs.
"Dunno. Some famous rocker who obviously didn't care about his circulation." he observes.
"It's funny." DragonFyre comments as she sits at a table, "it looks like something Robin would wear." Donny raises an eyebrow.
"From 'Batman'?" he asks.
"I was thinking Teen Titans, but yeah." she laughs. Everyone freezes as a loud crash resounds from the back of the room. DragonFyre stares in horror as a portal opens in front of everyone. A teenage boy stumbles out of it. He sees DragonFyre and rushes over to her.
"Agent DragonFyre!" he pants, "It's TrailBlaiser! She's been kidnapped! By Slade!" All the color drains from her face.
"Please tell me this is some hallucinogenic reaction to the mint fudge I ate and not actually happening!" she begs. The boy looks at her and she immediately recognizes him. "Well, this is going to be some interesting paperwork to file. Anime star crashes New Orleans restaurant and steals away a student from Alabama. I can see the headlines already."
"This is no time for jokes, DragonFyre!" Robin shouts. Donny stands up.
"What's going on?" he asks, his voice trembling. DragonFyre looks at him, fear in her eyes.
"Bad things. Like, the end of the world, bad things." she whispers.