Title: Did you get it?
Author: Brendan Storm
Rating: PG (1980's rating styles)
Warning: Artsy Dialog only style
isn't supposed to make you work harder, the kicker's better this way though.
Author's notes: It occurred to me that I haven't done
anything evil to Dick yet.
Scene: Clock Tower, Babs' Bedroom. Three AM, Tuesday Morning.
"Ow!"
"Baby."
"Ngg,"
"Wuss."
""Aaahhh!"
"Dick
Grayson, I swear if you make another sound I'll really hurt you."
"Suh-suh-sorry,
ah ah ah. Ok I'm ready, go ahead."
"For
the love of… ok here we go."
"Aaagh!!!!"
"Look
if you wanna do this, I can hold the mirror."
"No
no, I trust you, Babs."
"Ok. Here we go."
"YEEEOOOWWW!!! Geez! You're worse than Brother Blood! Are you getting pleasure from this?"
"That's
it. I'm done. Forget it."
"C'mon
Babs, is it out yet?"
"No
it's not out yet, Short Pants, because every time I try to take it out you
shriek like a girl. Did I ever tell you
about the time Dinah had a chunk of shrapnel in her shoulder? Did she bawl like a kid? Nope, she yanked the sucker out with a Bruce
like grunt and there ya go."
"That
was her shoulder, this is different.
C'mon Babs, just take the dang thing out already."
"How
did you do this anyway?"
"Nnng,
just patrolling, I fell through a warehouse roof. Didn't hurt much, but it ah ooogh! That mustah got it. Ahh,
am I bleeding?"
"Yep,
you're bleeding FBW, wanna see it?
Teeny little piece too."
"Teeny? Darling, love of my life, you need your
prescription checked. That was a
frickin log!"
"No
munchkin, that was a teeny piece, see?"
"Oh
god, am I going to need a tetanus shot?
Doc Leslie will tell Bruce and I'll be in it for sure."
"Just
happen to have one right here, from NML.
Now this is going to sting a little."
"Owie."
"The
tweezers you bawl like a kid, but a needle and alcohol and just owie?"
"Well,
I'm relieved its over, and very grateful."
"Mr.
Grayson, what are you doing?"
"Well,
you know something, Babs, love? I kinda
liked it."
"Oh
really? Mmmmmm."
"Ooohhh"
