Disclaimers: None of the characters are mine except Bruce's colleagues and Katrina and the members of The New Gotham City Lights Band. All the rest of the original Batman characters belong to Bob Kane, DC Comics, Time Warner, and who ever else are the rightful owners of the story. I do not wish to nor intend to copy steal any rights or story lines.

This story takes place during the 60's series. That's my favorite on anyway. And for those who know the 60's series know that they left it where Batman and Robin didn't who Batgirl was (same way with her on them). And Barbara had a little crush (sort to speak) on Bruce and Batman (who are the same). So I have it where Dick and Barbara are becoming an item and Batman and Robin know who Batgirl is, as well as she knows who they are, finally. This is my very first fanfiction. Hope you enjoy. Feel free to review afterwards. But please try being gentle but honest. I hope all legalities are out of the way. Now it's story time.

Copyright: November 2, 2002

Father's Day Fiasco

By: Mstery_Writer_Chic

Prologue: Foul Holiday Scheme

It's another bright, beautiful day in Gotham City. Everyone is getting ready for Father's Day. Even Wayne Manor, stately home of millionaire Bruce Wayne and youthful ward, Dick Grayson… is getting ready for this timeless occasion. "Oh I just can't wait Alfred," Aunt Harriet exclaimed, "imagine Barbara and her father along with Dick and Bruce celebrating Father's Day together. Isn't exciting!" "Yes Madam it certainly is," Alfred agreed, "everything is almost ready." Just then Dick walked in "Aunt Harriet, can you help me with something?" "Certainly Dick, with what?" "I don't know what to get for Bruce." Well Dick, why don't you have Bruce's old fishing pole fixed. And give that as a present. I'm sure he'll like that very much." "Sure, where is it?" "Right this way Master Dick," Alfred showed the way. In the den lay Bruce's fishing rod. "Here, you go Master Dick." "Thanks Alfred!" By this time, Bruce had just arrived home with a few colleagues. They were planning a charity event benefiting the fathers of Gotham City. "This event is the perfect thing to show off all the hard working fathers and give their children a chance to show their appreciation and love," said Craig, one of the colleagues. "Yes, I'm sure they will enjoy themselves," Bruce agreed. Another colleague, David asked Craig, "Old boy, what does your boy have in store for you?" I don't know. Do you know what your kids are getting you?" "No." "Say, Bruce," the remaining colleague Robert asked, "do you have any idea what Dick is getting for you?" "Not a clue." Bruce replied.

Meanwhile in Downtown Gotham City, Commissioner Gordon receives a suspicious phone call.

"Hello? Who is this?" Gordon asked. The voice on the other end stirred the Commissioner's blood with fright. "Don't sound alarmed Commissioner, you and your daughter… as well as all the parents and children of Gotham City, will have a Father's Day you'll never forget!" Click! Went the other end of the line. Gordon stared at his phone for a moment then hung up. He then remembered whom the voice belonged to. "The Penguin…" he whispered faintly to himself, "…how did he get out of jail?" Nor did he care. All he could remember is how he kidnapped Barbara and terrorized the people of Gotham City. He went to his phone again. "Chief O'Hara! Get in here on the double!" "Right away, Commissioner!" He entered Gordon's office immediately after he was called. "What's wrong Commissioner?" That was the Penguin on the phone Chief. He has a sinister plot in store for the good people of Gotham. And no doubt he might try and go after my daughter again! And the dastardly devil has it all planned for Father's Day! I just don't know what he's planning to do yet."

"Don't worry Commissioner. Your daughter, as well as the rest of the good people is safe. I'll get all my men and women to work. And you can count on the Caped Crusaders to help save Father's Day! May be you should alert them sir." "Good thinking Chief! I'll alert them at once!" The Commissioner went over to the red telephone that was his direct link to Batman. As it rang, Alfred was just entering the study. He picked it up and answered, "I shall summon him at once." In the living room, Dick had run in to Bruce. He hid the fishing rod in his room to repair later that day. "Hi Bruce! How are things with charity event?" "Fine old chum. Have you seen Barbara or her father lately." "No, but I did speak to her last night. She can't wait till Sunday so she can give him the new model Lincoln Town Car. He has a thing for Lincolns." "Excuse me, sir. It's the Bat phone;" Alfred whispered as he approached them. "Yes, of course." Bruce replied quietly. "Come along Dick." "Right behind you Bruce!" When they reached the phone, Bruce answered; "Yes, Commissioner?" "Batman, we need your help. The Penguin is up to his old tricks. And I fear he may go after my daughter again. I'm afraid he's going to try and ruin Father's Day." "Don't worry Commissioner, we're on our way! Let's go Dick;" Bruce said as he was lifting the Shakespeare head. "The Penguin is back and out to ruin Father's Day. To the Bat poles!"

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Author's note: Thank goodness! The prologue is out of the way. Hope it's not to long! Fell free to review anytime!