Spring Break:
By: Casity
"Three scoops please."
Dick Grayson fumbled with his wallet, rethinking what Barbara had said to the ice-cream man. At the moment that the girl's words sunk in, he lifted his head in protest. "Three? Babsy, you do know that ice cream makes you fat."
"Hahaha! Obese! You know there is medical help for that condition!" Tim Drake let out as he swirled his tongue around the blue ice cream that sat pleasantly on top the cone. "I learned that in Health." He added with a twinkle in his eyes.
The girl seemed shocked as she accepted the ice cream cone with three even layered scoops. "Excuse me, did you two just call me fat?"
"No we called you obese."
Dick wisely remained anonyms as he paid for the three ice-cream cones for each.
"Ok, wait, do I look obese to you?"
"Don't go all anthraxic on me."
"Anthraxic? Tim, do you mean anorexic?"
The boy paused and looked up at the girl. "What did I say?"
"Anthraxic. you said anthraxic." She let out, pointing an accusing finger at the youth. "That's not even a word."
"Excuse me, yes it is! Ever hear of the band? Not to mention that poison stuff."
Barbara looked away, and sighed. "Lets go find Bruce and Alfred. they'll be wondering."
Dick nodded, snarfing a bite of his cone down. "Not to mention Alfred may need help calming the beast to stay put on not high-tail it back home."
The three blinked and looked at the ocean that panted lightly a few feet away. There seemed to be hundreds of people all around, playing in the sand and swimming in the cool ocean.
It was warm out, and the three wore their bathing suits with a clear mind.
As the three passed by whistles were focused at Barbara who walked, licking tenderly at her ice cream, innocence apparent all over her face.
"I really shouldn't have worn this suit, it tends to attract unwanted attention." Dick let out, smoothing his suit, a wicked grin spread about his face.
Barbara turned around, glaring with hate. "Shut up, and walk a few feet away. I don't want you to ruin my chances."
"Your chances were ruined the moment you decided to be-friend us." Dick replied as he slipped his arm around the girl, and kissed her on the lips.
"Mhpf!" The girl smashed her ice cream over the head of her kisser, and moved back with great speed.
"Oh yeah, that's the way to get rid of unwanted attention!" Tim screamed as Barbara wiped her sticky hands over Dick's bare chest.
The girl chuckled. "Nice move Grayson, next step."
Dick, being the good sport he was, smiled with the love of none other, then grabbed the girl by the wrists. "Tim, get her feet."
The boy whimpered as he licked at the bottom of his cone, trying to save the melting ice cream before it was to late. "But, I am eating!"
"Let me go you idiot!"
"Tim, I'll buy you ten cones, just grab her feet and do as I say!" Dick snarled with a force that caused Tim to do as he said without question.
"Ok, feet are a- oph." Barbara's foot slammed into his stomach. "A go." He coughed.
The two dragged the screaming girl across the beach, towards the water. She screamed as if she was being murdered the whole way.
"My dad is the commissioner you two! I will see you in jail for this!"
"Are you going too?" Tim questioned.
"What?"
"You said you would see us in jail. do you- oh never mind."
They were about ready to toss her in, when Dick felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head, and frowned at a tanned blonde man, white teeth sparkling. "Is there a problem here?"
"YES! Make them put me down!"
Dick made a sour face. "Go away."
"Excuse me, this you lady says she doesn't want to be thrown in, that means 'no' buster." The man explained, shaking his head, and tightening his grip on Dick's shoulder.
"You see that kid over there." Dick asked, nodding to where Tim stood, looking with questioning eyes at the sky. "He'll bite you if you don't leave."
The man snorted. "I'll sue. just put the girl down."
"Just put the girl down!" Dick mocked, snarling at Barbara who smiled up at him. "No!" Then with that he threw her in the wave. It would have worked beautifully had Tim known to let go, yet instead he to was carried into the wet wave, and practically drowned by a freaked out Barbara who forced him under her.
"Eee! Grayson!"
"Yes baby?" Dick asked, cocking his head. "You were asking for it barb, 'Miss. I am so much better than you'. Don't go throwing a fit."
The blonde man snorted. "I told you not to throw her in, did I not?" He puffed out his chest, and raised his head, showing his full height.
Tim gasped for air as he surfaced, spitting out a line of water from his mouth, and pushing Barbara off him, "Gwack. get off! Get off!" A long string of seaweed covered his head.
Dick blinked at the man before him. "Listen, she is with us, no need to get all mean. I don't think that there is any fight here other than the one you are starting, sir."
"You are asking for it with that critical tone buster."
"Critical? Listen, I just was telling you that she is my friend, we are practically brother and sister."
"So is that why you kissed her? I don't trust you!" The man shoved Dick back, taunting him ever so plainly.
"Ok, sorry I tossed her in. I shouldn't have done it. even if I wanted to like none other because she smashed a freakin' ice cream cone on top of my head."
Barbara slowly stood, and held her hands up. "Grayson, you earned that ice cream head. But he is right, they are with me. no fight here." She batted her eyelashes, causing Tim and Dick to gag.
"Ok, only if you are sure."
"Sure I am sure, thank you for your help." Barbara waved much like a little girl as he walked away.
Dick, who watched her act, shook his head. "What a blonde act."
"Excuse me, I just spared your butt from some major beating."
Dick offered Tim his hand as he wadded into the water. "Not really, I could have taken him." He snorted as Tim accepted the helping hand, and pulled him to his feet.
Barbara sighed as she watched the older boy duck his head into the fresh water, ridding himself of the sticky ice cream with great ease. Her blue eyes watched as Tim ran down the beach. "Yeah, whatever. hey Tim, where are you going?!"
The boy turned around, waving his hand at her. "Karaoke, come on!"
"Karaoke. what does." She raced after him, leaving Dick still talking.
"I could have, you know me and my dashing muscle take any woman without a chance. I am irresistible baby." He flipped his head up, and his wet, long, hair smacked him in the face. He cleared it away with a short chuckle and opened his eyes to see three girls looking at him with disgust.
The blonde snorted, and pointed to her nose. "You have something right here."
Dick swiped at his nose, and blushed as a piece of seaweed landed at his feet. "Thanks." He looked around for Tim and Barbara and sighed. Bruce had asked him to watch Tim. He began walking down the beach. "Oh well, Barb is with him, I suppose nothing can happen. Besides Tim is old enough to make his own choices."
By: Casity
"Three scoops please."
Dick Grayson fumbled with his wallet, rethinking what Barbara had said to the ice-cream man. At the moment that the girl's words sunk in, he lifted his head in protest. "Three? Babsy, you do know that ice cream makes you fat."
"Hahaha! Obese! You know there is medical help for that condition!" Tim Drake let out as he swirled his tongue around the blue ice cream that sat pleasantly on top the cone. "I learned that in Health." He added with a twinkle in his eyes.
The girl seemed shocked as she accepted the ice cream cone with three even layered scoops. "Excuse me, did you two just call me fat?"
"No we called you obese."
Dick wisely remained anonyms as he paid for the three ice-cream cones for each.
"Ok, wait, do I look obese to you?"
"Don't go all anthraxic on me."
"Anthraxic? Tim, do you mean anorexic?"
The boy paused and looked up at the girl. "What did I say?"
"Anthraxic. you said anthraxic." She let out, pointing an accusing finger at the youth. "That's not even a word."
"Excuse me, yes it is! Ever hear of the band? Not to mention that poison stuff."
Barbara looked away, and sighed. "Lets go find Bruce and Alfred. they'll be wondering."
Dick nodded, snarfing a bite of his cone down. "Not to mention Alfred may need help calming the beast to stay put on not high-tail it back home."
The three blinked and looked at the ocean that panted lightly a few feet away. There seemed to be hundreds of people all around, playing in the sand and swimming in the cool ocean.
It was warm out, and the three wore their bathing suits with a clear mind.
As the three passed by whistles were focused at Barbara who walked, licking tenderly at her ice cream, innocence apparent all over her face.
"I really shouldn't have worn this suit, it tends to attract unwanted attention." Dick let out, smoothing his suit, a wicked grin spread about his face.
Barbara turned around, glaring with hate. "Shut up, and walk a few feet away. I don't want you to ruin my chances."
"Your chances were ruined the moment you decided to be-friend us." Dick replied as he slipped his arm around the girl, and kissed her on the lips.
"Mhpf!" The girl smashed her ice cream over the head of her kisser, and moved back with great speed.
"Oh yeah, that's the way to get rid of unwanted attention!" Tim screamed as Barbara wiped her sticky hands over Dick's bare chest.
The girl chuckled. "Nice move Grayson, next step."
Dick, being the good sport he was, smiled with the love of none other, then grabbed the girl by the wrists. "Tim, get her feet."
The boy whimpered as he licked at the bottom of his cone, trying to save the melting ice cream before it was to late. "But, I am eating!"
"Let me go you idiot!"
"Tim, I'll buy you ten cones, just grab her feet and do as I say!" Dick snarled with a force that caused Tim to do as he said without question.
"Ok, feet are a- oph." Barbara's foot slammed into his stomach. "A go." He coughed.
The two dragged the screaming girl across the beach, towards the water. She screamed as if she was being murdered the whole way.
"My dad is the commissioner you two! I will see you in jail for this!"
"Are you going too?" Tim questioned.
"What?"
"You said you would see us in jail. do you- oh never mind."
They were about ready to toss her in, when Dick felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head, and frowned at a tanned blonde man, white teeth sparkling. "Is there a problem here?"
"YES! Make them put me down!"
Dick made a sour face. "Go away."
"Excuse me, this you lady says she doesn't want to be thrown in, that means 'no' buster." The man explained, shaking his head, and tightening his grip on Dick's shoulder.
"You see that kid over there." Dick asked, nodding to where Tim stood, looking with questioning eyes at the sky. "He'll bite you if you don't leave."
The man snorted. "I'll sue. just put the girl down."
"Just put the girl down!" Dick mocked, snarling at Barbara who smiled up at him. "No!" Then with that he threw her in the wave. It would have worked beautifully had Tim known to let go, yet instead he to was carried into the wet wave, and practically drowned by a freaked out Barbara who forced him under her.
"Eee! Grayson!"
"Yes baby?" Dick asked, cocking his head. "You were asking for it barb, 'Miss. I am so much better than you'. Don't go throwing a fit."
The blonde man snorted. "I told you not to throw her in, did I not?" He puffed out his chest, and raised his head, showing his full height.
Tim gasped for air as he surfaced, spitting out a line of water from his mouth, and pushing Barbara off him, "Gwack. get off! Get off!" A long string of seaweed covered his head.
Dick blinked at the man before him. "Listen, she is with us, no need to get all mean. I don't think that there is any fight here other than the one you are starting, sir."
"You are asking for it with that critical tone buster."
"Critical? Listen, I just was telling you that she is my friend, we are practically brother and sister."
"So is that why you kissed her? I don't trust you!" The man shoved Dick back, taunting him ever so plainly.
"Ok, sorry I tossed her in. I shouldn't have done it. even if I wanted to like none other because she smashed a freakin' ice cream cone on top of my head."
Barbara slowly stood, and held her hands up. "Grayson, you earned that ice cream head. But he is right, they are with me. no fight here." She batted her eyelashes, causing Tim and Dick to gag.
"Ok, only if you are sure."
"Sure I am sure, thank you for your help." Barbara waved much like a little girl as he walked away.
Dick, who watched her act, shook his head. "What a blonde act."
"Excuse me, I just spared your butt from some major beating."
Dick offered Tim his hand as he wadded into the water. "Not really, I could have taken him." He snorted as Tim accepted the helping hand, and pulled him to his feet.
Barbara sighed as she watched the older boy duck his head into the fresh water, ridding himself of the sticky ice cream with great ease. Her blue eyes watched as Tim ran down the beach. "Yeah, whatever. hey Tim, where are you going?!"
The boy turned around, waving his hand at her. "Karaoke, come on!"
"Karaoke. what does." She raced after him, leaving Dick still talking.
"I could have, you know me and my dashing muscle take any woman without a chance. I am irresistible baby." He flipped his head up, and his wet, long, hair smacked him in the face. He cleared it away with a short chuckle and opened his eyes to see three girls looking at him with disgust.
The blonde snorted, and pointed to her nose. "You have something right here."
Dick swiped at his nose, and blushed as a piece of seaweed landed at his feet. "Thanks." He looked around for Tim and Barbara and sighed. Bruce had asked him to watch Tim. He began walking down the beach. "Oh well, Barb is with him, I suppose nothing can happen. Besides Tim is old enough to make his own choices."