The FUNK here: We came up with this after reading one of my sister's (little) vocabulary book. It was a simple but funny story using her words. I liked it so much I typed up a story of DC characters for it! HOPE you like this short one shot…
The THING here: Excuse her, she forgot the disclaimer: We own nothing! (Except our creative genius!) I'll be just beta'ing this one. But please review!
Picture this: Tim Drake leaning up against a tree surrounded by his closest friends, Conner Kent, Dick Grayson, Bart Allen, and Cassie Sandsmark and last but least Damian Wayne. They're all hanging out on a warm, summer day in back of Titan's Tower, having a picnic.
"Watch this, man!" Conner announced loudly to the group.
Damian rolled his eyes, shifting comfortably on Dick's lap.
Conner held up the half of watermelon he was working his way through. "I bet I can shoot this seed all the way across the bay!" He said proudly.
"Nah, I bet it lands on the grass in front of your feet," Bart snickered.
"Okay, how much you betting?" Tim asked.
"Five bucks," Conner replies, with a devious grin.
Dick gave a laugh.
"Nope, dude, if you can't do it, you're making the burgers." Tim stated, still grinning.
"And no using your heat vision either," Bart added, not looking up from his giant piece of watermelon.
"K." Conner said. "Watch this Cass, this'll be nothing."
And, sticking a black seed and straw in his mouth, he blew the seed across the yard.
That was his mistake; for not only did he blow it across the bay, he created a huge mess in front of him. The seed flew through the air hitting Damian on the elbow, causing him to raise his fist smacking Dick in the jaw. Dick's shock came to him and he threw his shake in the air, only for it to land on Bart's face. Bart flipped backward, knocking Cassie off her feet, and she fell on the side of Conner's lawn chair. Conner and his chair toppled over making Tim lose his balance, who in turn spills his strawberry shake all down the front of his shirt.
"Dude…" Conner said in awe.
"Dude is right!" Bart yelled, wiping his face off with a napkin.
Damian was rubbing his sore elbow in frustration, while Dick laughed his head off.
Tim looked at Conner with a grin and holding his cold, wet, shirt away from his chest. Cassie was still picking herself off the ground.
"Burgers!" Tim sang in a high pitched voice, taking his shirt off.
"Ugh." Conner complained.
"Tt." Damian muttered, still angry over the incident.
"Yeah, but I still think I should try it again." Conner said, picking his chair up off the ground.
"NO!" Everyone shouted at once.
"Okay," Conner said walking toward the barbeque.
After everyone had their burger and were relaxed around the table, Conner stood up, grabbed a straw and another watermelon seed. Making sure his back was facing them; he put the seed in his mouth.
"Let's try this again." He blew, and this was his second mistake.
The seed flew across the bay and hit a tree, ricocheting back and flying into Conner's face. Upon impact he flew backward, smashing into the picnic table knocking everyone and everything over. Food flew through the air, upsetting those it landed on.
"CONNER!" An outraged, mustard-faced Damian screamed.
Conner looked up, removing a salad bowl from his head.
"Sorry," he stated ruefully, "But it did fly across the bay."
They all rolled their eyes, and Damian snickered in disbelief.
And that was the last time they took Superboy on a picnic.
Picture this: Tim was just leaning against a tree, surrounded by his friends….