{Reader's Discretion Advised} The following selectiion contains a scene of suggestive material. Do not read if wewe are underage au this type of material makes wewe uncomfortable.
Nightwing simply stood, in full uniform, right in front of the window, arms folded over his chest, eyes glaring through his domino mask at Barbara's arm holding onto Sam's bare chest tightly. The two looked peaceful. That wasn't why Nightwing hadn't woken them up. It was because he was entirely too pissed to move.
"Come on! Rise and shine! Let's--" Robin's words caught in his mouth as he finished climbing in Barbara's window. After a very silent moment, Nightwing finally spoke.
"Holy perverted, tight-wearing, associates, Batman." he muttered. "WHAT THE HELL AM I LOOKING AT?!?!"
Sam and Barbara jerked in the bed. Barbara took a few sekunde (and a brush of red hair out of her face) to realize what was going on. Several expressions fought for control of her face: embarrassment, shame, surprise, and even some anger at Nightwing walking in on them.
Sam was wide awake the moment the word "Hell" escaped Nightwing's mouth. His was hate and a pure bat-glare.
"Please tell me this is NOT what it looks like." Robin said, still wide-eyed.
"Tim, go." Nightwing said, not moving his body au eyes from their current position. The young boy nodded, gulped, and disappeared out the window.
"I'm afraid it's exactly what wewe think it is." Barbara said, sitting up and clutching the sheets to her chest.
"And I'd appreciate it if you'd get the hell out so we can get dressed." Sam said, propping himself up on his elbow.
Nightwing glared. "Well I hope wewe got enough last night." he alisema hatefully, and left.
Nightwing simply stood, in full uniform, right in front of the window, arms folded over his chest, eyes glaring through his domino mask at Barbara's arm holding onto Sam's bare chest tightly. The two looked peaceful. That wasn't why Nightwing hadn't woken them up. It was because he was entirely too pissed to move.
"Come on! Rise and shine! Let's--" Robin's words caught in his mouth as he finished climbing in Barbara's window. After a very silent moment, Nightwing finally spoke.
"Holy perverted, tight-wearing, associates, Batman." he muttered. "WHAT THE HELL AM I LOOKING AT?!?!"
Sam and Barbara jerked in the bed. Barbara took a few sekunde (and a brush of red hair out of her face) to realize what was going on. Several expressions fought for control of her face: embarrassment, shame, surprise, and even some anger at Nightwing walking in on them.
Sam was wide awake the moment the word "Hell" escaped Nightwing's mouth. His was hate and a pure bat-glare.
"Please tell me this is NOT what it looks like." Robin said, still wide-eyed.
"Tim, go." Nightwing said, not moving his body au eyes from their current position. The young boy nodded, gulped, and disappeared out the window.
"I'm afraid it's exactly what wewe think it is." Barbara said, sitting up and clutching the sheets to her chest.
"And I'd appreciate it if you'd get the hell out so we can get dressed." Sam said, propping himself up on his elbow.
Nightwing glared. "Well I hope wewe got enough last night." he alisema hatefully, and left.
Revenge started towards the Bat-Wing, but Batman turned and held up a hand.
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. Superman nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." Batman stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade wewe from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes wewe too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants wewe to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like wewe right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." Batman warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
Batman smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. Superman nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." Batman stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade wewe from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes wewe too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants wewe to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like wewe right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." Batman warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
Batman smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a mole on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a mole on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.