Hey people of the world!

Well, I decided to stick around for another one-shot since "Kidnapped at 30,000 Feet" got such good reviews.

OK, there are a few things I want to clear up before beginning though. Superman and Batman each have bad habits and no I'm not talking about Batman's brooding demeanor or Superman's too positive outlook on life, although they could both use some help on those points. I'm talking about two things in particular that I've noticed that they both do with little logical thought, though I'm sure Batman could twist some words into a stream of logic, somehow.

Now, to discover what those are, read on! Sorry it's short, I didn't have a lot of details. Just a passing idea.

The team had been gathered in the training room when the Dark Knight had stopped by, pulling the tech wizard out again for crime fighting in Gotham city. The others had looked at each other and shrugged. It happened all the time.

When they had all exited Black Canary's training session, Aquaman called for Aqualad to return to Atlantis. The others looked at each other and shrugged. It happened all the time too.

It was the next day that Kaldur returned, but it took another 23.45 hours for the Boy Wonder to come stumbling through the door. And yes, a STUMBLE it was.

"Rob!" Kid Flash yelled, speeding over to his best friend, who was covered in a black powder and leaning forward in either pain or at least discomfort.

"Robin, are you injured?" Miss Martian asked, as the entire team had made their way over.

In response, the youngest waved his hand dismissively though rather sloppily, "Just a few explosions."

"Explosions?" Kaldur asked, one eye raised slightly.

"Boy what are you covered in?" Artemis asked, a hand on her hip.

"Oh the usual," Robin said, finally standing up strait and rubbing at the black powder on his face.

"Usual?" Superboy grunted.

"You know. Soot, tar, oil, charcoal…gunpowder."

"Gunpowder!" Megan gasped, her face frozen in surprise.

"How in the world-" Artemis began before stopping and shaking her head.

She didn't want to know.

"What is that in your hair?" Kaldur asked, pointing out the roughed edges of a grey, flat substance dotting the youngest one's black hair.

The bird raised a hand to the top of his head and brushed out a few of the pieces, "Concrete, so that's what fell on my head. Ow."

"CONCRETE!" Wally shouted.

And here goes the fast talking panic mode.

"OHMYGOODNESS!AREYOUOK!WENEEDTOCHECKYOURHEAD!WHATIFYOUHAVEACONCUSSION?"

"Chill KF."

"You should rest if you're hurt," Superboy oh so wisely informed him.

"What happened?" Artemis asked, motioning to his uniform.

"Batman and I went on a mission with Superman in Nevada. Superman flew me through eight walls of concrete to get a kid's lost balloon and when Batman and I got back to Gotham we had to save a cat from a tree, so Bats flew the Batjet into the nearest building, which happened to be a power plant."

Everyone had wide eyes, even Conner.

Artemis regained her voice first, "How did that save the cat from the tree?"

Robin shrugged and wiped at his mask, "I honestly, don't know."

Silence.

"I need a shower."

Yeah, I couldn't think of a good ending. Sorry. : p

Yeah, ever notice that Superman will grab someone and fly them through walls or ceilings of concrete without a second thought? Or that Batman will take any chance to fly a jet or plane of some kind into anything that is explosive or highly unstable?

Because I have.

Me and my friend thought this up some months back and only now am I turning it into this. Sorry there's no big, confusing detective story this time. I'll try tomorrow.

Anyways, it's late and I have classes tomorrow. Good night all!

~Moonsetta