Chapter Four: Robins, Bats, Twins, Speedsters, and Superman! OH MY!
There are quite a few things I tend to question about myself when I... for lack of better term, screw up. Was I thinking straight when I did this? Was I being overconfident when I said that? And, mostly recently, have I lost my mind?
I'm quite sure that I know exactly what screwed me over in this instance. I'm not proud of it, in fact I'm so angry that I think I'm do for a little over time in Gotham. See I gave Clark to little credit. For some reason I expected Clark to do one thing. Figures that he'd do the other. I'm not saying this is a common occurrence, but I'm saying I know our history together and Clark can be...a little rebellious when I bark orders at him. I suppose I'd have to admit that I'm guilty of the same thing. All the more reason why I should have seen it coming.
In the back of my mind I keep hearing Tim say duh... he's been in my head a lot lately.
Back to the point. I came to the watch tower to start lessons with the twins. Problem was there were no twins, and according to Diana (the only person willing to open her mouth on the matter) the boys were not going to be coming back to the Tower. Instead they were going to be finding a new home with Wally.
Like Hell.
I know its not a good idea for me to go as Batman, no matter how much that would probably scare Wally. I know for a fact that he still has the mentality toward me that he had when he was Kid Flash. Which was pretty much awe and fear. But I'm not going to use that against him. He's a grown man now, and no matter how much I would like to see him squirm, it wouldn't be right. Especially in front of the boys. I've called Alfred to let him know I'm going to be home a little later then usual and to have Batgirl patrol the city with Robin. I was hardly surprised to find that Tim wasn't home, in fact I had expected that.
"Bart that's cheating!" I hear Tim snapping inside the apartment.
"Says you. Kane and I totally agree that it's fair, ain't that right Kane."
"Damn Straight." When I find out who keeps cursing around the boys I'm going to beat them, badly.
"Kane!"
"Sorry."
"Kane 's not fair!" Abel's crying.
"Oh no don't cry Abel," Wally's giving comfort, and I'm sure that Kane is teasing. Honestly I don't know why Wally wants them to be with him when he can't even handle their minor fights. It makes no sense to me.
I can't help but roll my eyes as I hear Tim and Bart try to put in there two sense. Its like Dick and Wally all over again. Clark's in there too, trying to play peace keeper. Sounds like he's doing a pretty decent job. But then that dosen't necessarily mean that he truly is. Either way I think now would be the perfect time for me to knock.
The noise stops, and all I can hear is Clark lecturing the boys. Tim's gonna be silent for two days...I think Clark may have redeemed himself.
After 20 minutes the door to the apartment opens and the fastest man alive freezes like a deer caught in the head light. I smirk, can you blame me his reaction is just to funny. You'd think being the Flash for x amount of years would have changed the way he thinks of me. Of course I also notice the way he won't stop staring at my lips.
"Wally."
"Huh?"
"Are you going to let me in or am I going to have to stand out here."
Wally blinks then jumps aside and motions for me to come in, so I do and stand there while he closes the door. My eyes fall on the group in the living room. Clark looks like a kid whose just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Tim and Bart seem to be analyzing the air. As if the dust particles suddenly need to be counted and noted for later. And the twins? Kane and Abel don't seem to care about what's going on around them, they've gone right back to the video game.
Ah to be oblivious.
"Hello Tim."
There's a reason why Bruce let me be Robin after what happened to Jason. There's a reason why he lets me do things on my own and trusts my instincts. No he doesn't say these things out loud, but after working with him for so long Bruce has become easier for me to read. I'm sure one day I'll be like Dick and won't even have to watch his features to know what's going on. But right now both Bart and I have notice something weird about Bruce's interaction with Wally.
Now I know Wally has a crush on Bruce. Hell he may even love him. I know this because a little Impulsive bird told me. but I didn't think Bruce reciprocated the feelings. Sure he's not blushing or fawning over Wally. And yeah he's not stuttering or flirting with the red headed speedster either, but there was something in Bruce's eyes that...well I haven't seen since Selina Kyle. I'm sure Bruce dosen't even realize it yet, after all he works hard to burry his feelings. But I saw it.
"Hey Bruce, what are you doing here?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing. Cassendra's working alone tonight because of you."
Ooo...well...in my defense I didn't know that the boys were going to be staying with Wally, till Wally called Bart. He told me and we zipped down here from the Titan headquarters. Superboy had wanted to come along, but he had gotten caught up. Not that he's complaining, I know I wouldn't.
"Really? I'm sorry I guess I didn't realize the time."
"Right. Wally, Clark, can we speak in private?" Bruce's attention is off us and I let out a heavy breath when he and the other two adults present leave the room. Throwing myself back into the couch I watch as the boys race each other in Mario Kart. Beside me Bart is giggling and peaking at Wally's room door over the sofa.
"Dude we have to get them together." He says out of no where.
"What? How? You don't expect it to be as simple as knocking them out and locking them in a room together now do you?"
"Heck no, Uncle .." Bart is speed talking, so after heck no and uncle I have no clue what he said. But I'm sure it's something I would agree with.
Tilting my head back I try to think of away to get Bruce to realize his feelings for Wally. It would be hard and take a lot of time. And it had to start as a shock to his Majesty's system. I raise my hand to rub at my chin and think a little harder. There has to be something we can do that will force the two to be around each other all the time.
"Don't hurt yourself there Tim." Bart jokes.
"Yeah Tim don't hurt yourself,"Kane mimics without even looking at me.
"Hey Kane you..."and that's when it hist me.
"Bart think you can get three people to Gotham before the adults finish talking?"
Bruce is pissed. And I don't mean pissed, I mean pissed pissed. Like if his head could exploded because of how pissed he was, he would take out half the planet. I hope his head dosen't explode. It would be awfully messy in here. Not that I mind messes and the idea of messes and Bruce aren't unappealing. Especially with Bruce here in my room...Holy God...he's in my room.
I'm sure my eyes are as big as saucers now, after all while Bruce and Clark debate, I'm having dirty thoughts...really dirty thoughts...Messy Bruce thoughts. Messy angry Bruce thoughts.
"OH MY GOD MAKE THE IMAGES STOP!"
The room goes real quite. Both Bruce and Clark are looking at me as if I've grown a third head. I can't imagine why... unless I just...
"...What the hell are you screaming about Wally?" Bruce asks in that silky, smooth, sexy...ah stop it Wally.
My minds racing at a mile a minute as a thousand excuses pop in and out of my head. I can't for the life of me figure out which one to use. So much for my one liners. Damn it this would be so much easier if I weren't under pressure. They won't stop staring at me. Ah hell I'll just open my mouth and see what happens.
"You ever wonder what Grod and Tala's kids would look like... I mean how could they even do it you know?"
Great now they look pissed and confused. Well at least they aren't down each others throats.
"Wally what dose that have to do with anything?" Clark is beyond puzzled.
"...um...Nothing aside from the fact that it involves kids. I'm sorry its a random thought but I just remembered Abel's face when he saw the gorillas and well..."
"Right. I'm taking the boys to Gotham."
"Hey you can't, they want to stay with me... here."
"Its not about what they wan,t its about what's best for them."
"Don't you mean for you. You just want them there so that you can study them better and watch them. Your terrified that the kids might be evil and you know it."
"That has nothing to do with it. You are totally off track."
"Am not."
"I'm not arguing anymore Wally I'm..."
"...Hey! Guys do you hear that?"
And suddenly Bruce and I stop screaming and cock our heads to the side to listen better. But in the end we don't hear anything. I assume this is one of those dumb questions that Clark tends to ask. You know the ones you already know the answer to.
"No," Bruce and I answer in sync.
"Exactly."
It take a minute. But our eyes do indeed begin to widen as we remember there are children in my living room. Children playing video games, and arguing, and laughing. At least that's what they should be doing.
With a start we rush out the room and into the living room just in time to see Tim and Bart zoom off.
The boys are gone, all four of them and something tells me that things are about to get worse because of it. You could pretty much cook an egg on Bruce's head right now.
Damn.
