Jason glanced around his empty, messy apartment. Where is it? He searched through mounds of dirty laundry and through his desk that was full of ammunition for his guns. Next, he searched the small bathroom and his bedroom.
He finally found it in his kitchen right where it was supposed to be. Probably should've looked here first. He stuffed his dinner roll in the secret compartment he had in his helmet. Perfect.
He climbed out of his window and down the fire escape. He didn't have time to contemplate why he never used his door. He had an assassination to stop.
Black Mask was going to kill a high ranking officer in the police department for speaking out against Black Mask's crimes. Jason was not going to let that happen.
After a few minutes of threatening people for information, he finally found out where Black Mask was hiding. He was in an abandoned warehouse at the docks. Why couldn't it be someplace easier like McDonald's?
He hurried to the docks and got into the warehouse through a side door. Deciding to go the easy way, he threw a bomb full of knockout gas into the center of the room and waited for it to work its magic.
He handcuffed Black Mask to a rafter and left him. He won't be a happy camper when he wakes up.
Normally, Jason wouldn't take the cowards approach, but he was hungry and wanted to eat his dinner roll.
Suddenly, something dropped down from the rafters. He saw the bat symbol on their chest. "Bruce?" No answer. "Barbara?" Still no answer. It must be Stephanie since she never answers me.
He was right. Stephanie stepped out of the shadows, clad in her yellow and purple suit, her long blonde hair hanging loose. "I got an anonymous tip that Black Mask would be here." She glanced at the man hanging from the rafters by his hand. "But I guess you already took care of him."
Jason nodded and as he did his dinner roll fell out of his compartment.
Stephanie stared at it, then at him. "Where did that come from?"
Jaosn shrugged, playing it cool.
Stephanie laughed. "Wait, you have a compartment in your helmet for snacks?"
"They are dinner rolls, not snacks." Jason said defensively. "I get hungry while pounding bad guys' butts."
Stephanie sat on the floor and pulled him down next to her. "If you share your dinner roll, I'll forget this whole thing ever happened."
Jason broke off a piece and handed it to her. "Here you go."
Stephanie chomped down on it.
"Do you like it?" Jason asked curiously.
Stephanie nodded and swallowed. "A little stale, but not bad."
A.N- This is a reupload. I will update this story more this time. The ideas for these oneshots will mostly be from Tumblr. Bye :D
This was from an idea that said Jason keeps a dinner roll in a compartment in his helmet XD