(Dick's P.O.V.)

I sat down on the couch in the lounge of Wayne Manor, as the movie began to play. I hear music play, as images of ice being cut appear on the screen. Yes, I am a grown man watching Frozen. Don't judge me.

I was about ten minutes into the movie, when Damian walks in, and plops down on the couch.

"Frozen? Aren't you a little old for such a childish movie, Grayson?" He ridiculed, but didn't move from his spot on the couch. I knew he would enjoy this movie.

About an hour and a half later, we finished the movie, Damian not moving from his seat the entire time.

Damian stood up abruptly, and looked at me with an annoyed look.

"Well, that was a waste of my time. I'm going to go do something useful now," he said, as he made his way out of the room. Whatever. He totally loved it.

(Damian's P.O.V.)

I loved the movie. Grayson, or anybody for that matter, didn't need to know that though.

As I entered my father's Batcave, I found myself humming the beginning of "Let it Go". Curse it's catchy tune.

My humming quickly turned into quiet singing, which soon turned into me belting out the lyrics.

"-I'm never going back! The past is past!" I sang fiercely. Next thing I knew, Grayson had barged down the stairway, into the Batcave, singing with me. I didn't care at this point, because we sounded, as Fatgirl would put it, fabulous.

We finished the song, and I immediately went back to my normal self.

"If you so much as breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll-" I started to threaten with a glare.

"Yeah, yeah. Your secret love for a Disney film, and amazing singing voice will just be a beautiful memory to me," Grayson interrupted, with his hands clasped together on his chest, dramatically.

I nodded, and started walking to my room.

(Stephanie's P.O.V.)

"You got all that, right?" I said to Tim, as he ended typed on the computer.

"Oh yeah. I'm never letting this video go. I can use it next time Damian tries to kill me," I say, as I ended my recording from the security cameras.

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A/N: So, I felt kinda bad for taking so long on updating my stories, so I offer you this one-shot as an apology. I'm having some extreme writer's block, and life is busy, so I'm not getting to do a lot of my hobbies.

*Cue sobbing noises*

AAAAAAAAAANYWAYS, I hope you enjoyed this story. I apologize if you didn't. Why don't you just leave a review, and give your honest opinion on it? I would love to hear it. Keep in mind though, I do have my profanity filter on, so no cussing.

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