I don't own anything.
"You did what?!" Dick gasped as Duke had just said he set up the game in the training cave. It was set up within a laser tag setup along with piles of two to three bean bags scattered here and there, the leaser guns replaced with paintball ones. "This looks awesome!"
"Thanks!" Duke handed his siblings their gear. "Let's suit up! This will be good training and plus, you gotta admit super fun,"
Dick, Jason, Cassandra, Tim and Damian took the gear getting ready. They put on the protective goggles and got ready. Before they could take off Duke said they should split into a two-person team. He had an idea that could help working on with each and had purposely put two certain birds together.
"Okay Me and Cassandra, Jason and DIck, Damian in Tim!" Duck bearly got it out hen Damian and Tim zoomed passed him into the maze running up to the second story vanishing into the shadows. "Whoa, that was fast."
"What have you've done?!" Jason yelled in horror. "You can't put those two on a team! Together!"
"Look, I know they fight, but maybe this will help."
"No, duck you don't understand!" Dick gasped leaning against the wall, was he fainting?! "True they fight all the time but have you've ever wondered why none of us ever let them on a team together when it comes to games?!"
Cassandra was laying on the ground a cold pack, who knows where she got it, was on her head.
"Those too are very competitive! Their both unnaturally good when it comes to so-called friendly competition!" Dick all but sobbed. "Their violet with it!"
"It can't be that bad." Duke laughed.
"Have you've ever been trapped in a cage with flesh-eating zombies?" Jason snapped.
"Uh…?"
"It's better than that!"
"Come on you're overreacting, let's go."
Bam!
Duke crashed to the floor again after being on his feet for maybe two seconds. It was Damian this time throwing the stupid beanbag. Why had he thought those would be a good idea?! Scrambling behind a barrel he gasped.
"Are they trying to kill us?!"
"This is all your fault!" Dick called. "Oh god, no, Tim, no! Ahhh!"
Bruce watched on a monitor from his office at Wayne Enterprise seeing Jason getting shot with paintballs from Damian as Tim threw some bags to knock him down before the two worked in perfect sync going after Dick next as Duke tried to take off and Cassandra was clinging to the top of a pole trying to go unnoticed.
Chuckling he continued to watch. "I love reality tv."