A.N.

Hey everyone this is going to be probably a three or four shot story. I always figured that there had to be at least one occasion where Dick and Babs did at least one bad thing. Even the best teens need to have at least one night of fun and being a rebel right? So I hope you enjoy the beginning. It's kind of a prequel to the actual story so bear through it please.

It was your normal afternoon in dreary old Gotham. It was semi-cloudy and the streets were filled with the sound of children and teens making their way home from school. Discussing plans for the upcoming long weekend. As a blue Mustang weaved its way through the streets, a similar conversation was happing behind its tainted windows between three friends.

This party is going to be TOTALLY AWESOME! Please tell me you two will be able to come?" Chris practically begged his best friends who were the other two teens sitting in the front of the car. Dick and Babs shared a look between each other, both wanting to go and hang but knowing the probability of Bruce letting them miss team time for a high school party was slime.

"Chris…..you know how Bruce gets about stuff like this. I'll have to ask but I doubt that he would be willing to let me go." Dick sighed, slowing to a stop at the red light. Barbra nodded in agreement.

"And you know how my Dad gets he barley lets me go to the movies, let alone a party." Chris's excitement seemed to deflate as he slumped back into his seat, looking like a sad lonely lost puppy.

"But you guys have to come! It's the end of the year and neither of you have gone to any of my other parties. Bruce has to let you go besides wouldn't it be a little hypercritical if he refused you to go. I mean you see him out and drinking with some random woman every other week! And Babs your dad is never home to begin with I doubt he would notice if you were gone for a few hours one night." The car was silent as the light turned back to green and the two vigilantes soaked in what had been said. They both had to admit they did really want to go to the party.

"Okay we'll try to make it, I'll convince Bruce somehow." Chris's face seemed to light up as happiness engulfed him once more.

"Really! Awe man you won't regret it is going to be awesome! Bette is coming and those two guys from chem will be there along with that hot chick from my Spanish class and my parents are at some party down in Blud for the night so we have the place all to ourselves." Dick smiled as his friend chatted on about the details. Maybe Bruce won't be too bad to convince to let them go since it was the end of the school year, hell he might even be easy on them.

"ABSOLUTLY NOT!" Okay maybe not…... It was an hour till the party and the three Bats were arguing about whether or not they should go. Dick groaned heavily annoyed with his mentor's stubbornness.

"But Bruce we've been working non-stop for months, and it's just a small ge-"He was cut off.

"I said no Richard! I will not let you miss training for a party, thrown by Christopher Sharl no less!" Barbra stepped forward hands on her hips and an angry and annoyed expression on her face.

"And what exactly is wrong with Chris? Besides why can't we take this one break!?" Bruce sighed rubbing his eyes warily as though willing a good excuse for not letting them go to fall forward. At that moment however Alfred decided to make his appearance.

"Excuse me sir, but if I may I don't see any reason as to why Master Richard and Miss. Barbra should not go. It will be an excellent opportunity for them to relax, and act like the teens that they are." Dick and Barbra looked at each other gleefully knowing the battle was won. Even the great Batman wouldn't dare deify Alfred. Bruce sat down on the living room couch grumpily and looked up at the two teens.

"Fine you can go, BUT I expect you to be back at the cave tomorrow at exactly 8:00 o'clock for training and I expect you to be alert and be able to perform to your full potential, is that understood?" The two quickly agreed to the conditions and threw themselves at Bruce in a mass hug. Slowly a small smile broke on his face at seeing his protégée's so happy. "Okay now go and get ready and…I suppose have fun." Without further ado, the two rushed up to their respective rooms to change leaving Bruce alone with Alfred. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" The Butler smiled placing a firm hand on his charges shoulder.

"We must remember Master Bruce that even though they are hero's they are only sixteen and deserve to have a break every once in a while." Bruce sighed and nodded slowly. Alfred was right he could give them at least one night to have fun, what harm could it do?

AN HOUR LATER

Dick and Barbra chatted happily as they made their way over to Gotham Hills, where Chris lived. Slowly becoming more excited as they parked in the driveway to his house where they could hear the music pounding through the thin walls.

Now this wasn't the duo's first party they had been to, but the last time either of them had been allowed out was at Bette's 14 birthday party which needless to say just wasn't the same as a real high school party. Getting out of the two friends walked in sync to the front door, before either of them could knock however it was swung open reviling a beaming Chris you ushered them into the dark house quickly pulling them into one of his signature bear hugs as he exclaimed how he was so psyched that they were there. I-Con For Hire quickly engulfed their ear's however and not be able to hear Chris's continued ranting, they allowed themselves to be pulled deeper into the house.

Hugging friends and starting conversations they both agreed that this was way better than training with the team.

A.N.

So what did you think? Any good so far? Next chapter we will be getting to the actual Illegal part and some of the team.