“HELP ME NIGHTWING! I’M TRAPPED IN A CLOSET!!!!!!!!!!” Tim shouted over the communicator his voice filled with a mixture of annoyance and a murderous rage that only Bat-Kids can feel.
“Wait, are you telling me you’re actually….well it sure explains a lot and it also means I owe Hal twenty bucks” I answered with fascination.
“Wait! Wait! NO! I’m locked in a closet and I’m tied to a chair however I managed to free one arma but I can’t get the damn chains of because Kon melded them together!” Tim hissed in an overly condescending tone.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that makes sense!” I replied.
However what I originally thought of made a lot more sense than that.
“Dick?”
“Yes?”
“What where you talking about when you said that it explained a lot and you owed Hal twenty bucks?”
“Ummmmm, oh no! I can’t hear you Tim, I’m loosing you! I’ve got to hang up” I throw my communicator on to the floor before stepping on it repetitively. Well, that deals with that problem.
I turn to Vella who was sitting on her hovering green chair with a queasy look on her face "Vella, hopefully this conversation was both educational and useful but now I've got to go off to Gotham to help my brother come out of the closet!"
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Now if you could only talk to Justice and Bruce who keeps insisting Justice and I are going to end up as lovers
no he doesnt need to talk to me.. Did Bruce say we were lover or going to be :)
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