Note: Bat-Mite has not visited Batman in this story, yet.
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Bat-Mite and Larry
"It's perfect!" Robin said, referring to his arm that Larry had used his magic to fix. "Larry you did it! Uh, Larry? Larry?" Robin asked, realizing that he was stranded in another dimension.
"Opps." Larry said before undoing his magic, hopefully bringing Robin back to his own dimension.
Larry then used his magic finger to return to his own dimension. Larry "poofed" into a room with a sofa and two televisions. The television on the left was off and the one on the right was currently showing a man sitting down at a desk to do paperwork.
Larry took a seat on the couch and leaned back. He grabbed a remote and turned on the second television. An image of the Teen Titans' living room appeared on the screen. Beast Boy and Cyborg were playing video games, Raven was reading a book, and Robin and Starfire were talking.
Larry gazed at the beautiful Tamaranian, until he heard the sound of another person. Larry muted the television.
In walked an imp the same size as Larry, wearing a Batman costume, only instead of having a black bat on his chest; he had a black lightning bolt, carrying a bowl of popcorn.
"Nosyarg!" The imp cried in surprise.
"I have a new name now." Larry said, striking a heroic pose "You can call me… Larry!"
"Larry?"
"Yep, Larry!" Larry exclaimed, pointing at the "L" on his uniform.
"Well, Larry, it's almost dark in Gotham!" The imp said, looking at the television on the right.
"And the alarm is going off in Titans' Tower!" Larry shouted, looking at the screen on the left.
The two imps settled into the couch on the side of the television that their interest was in. Larry un-muted his television and grabbed a handful of popcorn, which sat in between them.
"So, Larry, how was you're visit with the Titans?" The imp dressed as Batman asked with his eyes glued to the right television.
"Great, Bat-Mite!" Larry yelled, not thinking of any of the trouble he had caused.
"Well then, I might visit Batman sometime…" Bat-Mite still had his eyes glued to the television.