The Lost Sidekicks
by Rob Morris
 
(Seeking comfort after Richie's death, Duncan goes to a support group for people who have lost their sidekicks; Various heroes sit around)

(Batman stands up)

Batman : My name is Bruce.

Group : Hello, Bruce.

Bat : My sidekick was taken from me when the Joker beat him half to death and then blew him up in a locked house.

Counselor Troi : And what have you done to get past that tragedy, Bruce?

Bat : I'm on Robin #3!

Troi : Now, everyone. Has Bruce really dealt with his emotions?

Group : NO!!

(Captain America stands up)

CA : My name is Steve.

Group : Hello, Steve!

CA : I lost my sidekick when Baron Zemo tied us both to a rocket which he then blew up.

Troi : Steve, what have you done to try and deal with all this?

CA : I continue to serve as a living symbol of liberty!

Troi : Really? Is liberty like denial?

(Green Hornet stands up; Duncan's turn is next)

GH : My name's Britt.

Group : Hello, Britt!

GH : I lost my sidekick to a Hollywood career. He also had better moves than me.

Troi : So he just left you?
 

GH : The way they left all of you, too. I say, the next guy that speaks, we help him by seeking out and finding his sidekick's killer! Who's with me?!

Group : YEAH! YEAH! KILL THE.....

(Duncan stands up)

Duncan : Er, my name is Duncan.

Group : Hello, Duncan!

(DM nervously looks about; Sees the fury on the group's faces)

Duncan : I lost my sidekick when a demon caused me to.....

(He realizes that this group just might not understand Richie's fate)

Duncan : Wait...I shouldn't be here....until I find the creep that did this....BYE!!

(Very hurriedly runs off; They all stare in dumb silence)

Troi : I guess I'll continue. We lost our own sidekick when he disgraced himself at Starfleet Academy in a very out of character episode....

(We go down the hall; Seated in another group are Garak from DS9, Xanatos from Gargoyles, and Ares from Xena, among others)

Counselor : The Turning Your Back On All That Support Group will now begin its Thursday session. State your name.

(A certain 5000 year old stands up)

Methos : My name is lost in memory so deep and so vast, it questions mankind's feeble conception of their origins to even contemplate the why and where.....

Group : (Cuts him off) Hello, Methos!