Lie Detector: Tim

Tim picked up his mug of coffee and sipped it cautiously, making sure it wasn't to hot, unfortunately it was. Tim put the mug strait back down and ran to the kitchen, pouring a glass of water. Drinking all the water in one go. When Tim was walking back to his chair, a bag was thrown over his head.

"What the fuck!" Tim shouted out, as he was pushed to the flour. Suddenly, he felt very wary and he very quickly lost conciousness.

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When Tim awoke, he was faced with the entire team staring at him. He very quickly realised what was going on, when he saw the machine next to him and the smirk on Dick's face. He also realised, he was tied to the chair.

"Ready for a lie detector test little bro?" Dick chirped happily.

"Why do I have to take a lie detector?" Tim said, dreading the questions the team would have for him.

"Cause we all used to do it, when the team started," Artemis butted in.

"So everyone else is gonna do one?" Tim asked.

"No, just you," Barbara said, with a smile.

"That's unfair," Tim moaned, "Why me?"

"Cause we all wanna know if you really are innocent," Cassie shouted.

"Why are you apart of this?"

"Cause I'm you're girlfriend and I should know," she replied with a smile.

"Enough chatter, lets begin," Dick said, raising a voice, "Question one, Is you're name Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne?"

"Yes, obviously, who asked that?"

"Garth," Dick replied, Tim shot Garth a look, why are you an idiot.

"He isn't an idiot," Megan shouted at Tim, "I can read you're mind."

"You think I'm an idiot?" Garth asked, sounding legitimately sad.

"Sometimes," Tim replied.

"That's a lie," Dick said, looking at the machine, "Good luck with you're chat with Megan after this Tim. Question two, What do you think of Cassie's body?"

Tim choked slightly at the question and looked at Cassie, with shock.

"I didn't ask that question," Cassie said.

Before Tim could ask, Dick said, "Barbara did."

The team all stared at Barbara before she answered, "She's my best friend, I wanna know what Tim thinks of her body and if I need to kill him, so Tim, what do you think of Cassie's body?"

The attention was back on Tim, "Well, um... It's very nice and curvy, which I like. Her eyes sparkle and her smile lights up the room, which makes me a lot happier." Tim and Cassie both blushed at Tim's statement, while the team mockingly said awe.

"How sweet of you Tim, anyway next question," Dick said looking at the sheet of paper, "Question three, have you ever had a wet dream?"

"This is bullshit man," Tim moaned, shaking his head, "I bet I know who asked that question."

"Really, who would that be Tim," Dick said, sounding as fake as fake could sound.

"Right you asked it," Dick nodded, "You also know the answer."

"We don't," Bart said, Tim shook his head at that.

"I hate you Dick, so much."

"That's a lie, but I can tell everyone the answer to the question was yes."

"Awe, Tim's developing," Barbara said sarcastically.

"I'm fifteen, of course I am."

"Question four, this one is from Bart," Dick said, Tim's eyes were focused on Bart, "If we were in Las Vegas and I got drunk, would you help me back to the hotel?"

"What type of question is that?" Tim stated, confused at Bart's question, "Yes I would, only cause you're mouth would get us in trouble."

"Good to know," Bart said, nodding in the process.

"That's a truth, question five, from Artemis, boxers or briefs."

"Finally, a normalish question," Tim said, thankful at Artemis for a normal question, "Boxers, they are just nicer."

"That's a truth, question six, Do you have a crush on Barbara? That's from me."

Tim shook his head and sighed, "No I don't."

"That's a lie," Dick said putting a hand on Tim's left shoulder, "Sorry Timbo, but she is taken."

Tim expected Cassie to be pissed, but she was giggling, as was most of the team, Barbara just smiled and shook her head, "I'm flattered Tim, I really am."

"Question seven Timmy, from Conner, what is you're nickname for Cassie?"

"I don't want to answer that, I really don't."

"He calls me Wonder Babe," Cassie happily chirped.

"That's lame Teen Wonder," Barbara said.

"So lame," Artemis also said.

"Got to agree with them Timmy," Dick said, trying to sound sympathetic.

"Dick handcuffs Barbara during sex and enjoys acrobatic sex," Tim blurted out.

"How do you know that?" Dick asked is disbelief, as Barbara turned pale.

"You remember when it was Barbara's birthday and you took me along as a third wheel on you're date?"

"Yes I do," Dick answered, "Barbara went missing for about two hours and was drunk when you found her."

"Wellllllll, maybe instead of it being two hours, it was more like one when I found her and she told me some interesting things about you and you're relationship, it was an experience I shall never forget."

"Barbara!" Dick shouted, trying to sound angry, he couldn't really.

"Sorry, I was drunk, can we just get on with Tim's lie detector and talk about this later."

"Sure whatever, next question Tim," Dick paused for a few seconds, "Wow! Jamie, that is amazing."

"I try my best," Jamie replied, with a smirk directed at Tim.

"Go on Dick, what is the question," Tim asked, nervously.

"Catwomen, or Harley Quinn?" Dick said, laughing slightly.

"Oh, for fucksake," Tim moaned loudly, "Cassie, how much trouble am I in, if I say Harley."

"Well we look kinda similar, so you aren't in any trouble, if you say Harley."

"Harley then," Tim said, surprisingly confident.

"That's true, Tim really, Harley over Catwomen? I always thought you had a thing for curvy blondes."

"I don't, it just happens to be, I have a girlfriend, who is blonde and curvy and I prefer Harley over Selina, who also happens to be blonde and curvy. How many more questions are there?" Tim said, wanting this nightmare to be over.

"Only two more Tim, question nine, have you and Cassie got to third base yet? From me of course," Dick said smiling.

"Does Tim have to answer that?" Cassie butted in.

"Yes, but I now think we know the answer already, but Tim, have you?" Dick said, smiling even more now (Is that possible?).

Tim just nodded and then shook his head.

"Final question little bro, from Garth the idiot," Dick said sarcastically, causing Megan to look angry at Tim again, "Why do you pretend to be innocent?"

"Just a preference, I don't want to draw attention to myself," Tim answered.

"That's the truth, you can go now, little bro," Dick said, removing the ropes from Tim's arms.

"I will get my revenge," Tim muttered under his breath.

"Where do you think, you are going Tim," Megan said, anger in her eyes, "We are going to chat about Garth and his intelligence, you have ten seconds to run."

Tim didn't need a second warning, he was off, away from Megan and to plan revenge.