Author's Note:

This was sitting in my brain for a long time. No suspense or action but I hope it doesn't bore you. As usual, I'll edit this for mistakes. Reviews are always welcome. :)

"What on earth did you do!?"

In response to hearing Flash's distraught voice, Bruce stopped his fingers from quietly typing on the computer's keyboard and turned around to see what was going on. From the shadows that cloaked him, he could see the backs of Hawkgirl and Flash. The latter seemed horrified judging by the fact that his head was resting on both of his palms like he was an embarrassed teen. Shayera was sitting down in front of a computer screen that was big enough for Bruce to see. A virtual manikin was displayed wearing Flash's costume. But the colors aren't right.

"Green and purple!? REALLY!?", the speedster clamored.

"Why? what's wrong with green and purple?", Shayera said calmly and oddly.

Flash paused in disbelief.

"Are we even looking at the same costume!?", the speedster replied with an even louder voice, "I asked you to redesign my costume. Not turn me into an eggplant! You need to change it now!"

Wally was furious, alright. But his anger still lacked the authority that Shayera would take notice of. It proved that when she snickered. Obviously she was just messing around. However, Flash hasn't caught on yet so she took that advantage.

"No can do, Wally. Already sent it to the robot tailors", she replied with a grin.

All Wally managed to do was make another facepalm. Finally, the avian woman in yellow jumpsuit, laughed. And it sounded so satisfied.

"I'm kidding! Here's your costume", she said as she clicked an icon to show the real design. When speedster saw the red and yellow again his body conveyed much relief. But he turned to Hawkgirl with a warning look.

"Shay, don't you ever do that to me again."

Ironically, the jokester of the group was the most gullible one.

"Can't promise that. Too much fun I'll be missing out", she chuckled.

And with that Bruce swiveled back to his computer and went back to the boring part of his job. Earlier, he took the opportunity to beam up to the Watchtower and update its navigating system. He'll be finished with it before lunch but there's more work afterwards. Budget concerns were rising but it's not that the League is out of money. The funds can still cover more than enough, but some expenses need another look. Nobody wanted to deal with numbers. Nobody but him. He wasn't excited about it; he was just the only who felt the need, obviously, because most of the money comes from his pocket.

While he was typing the necessary codes for the system update, he suddenly had an idea on where he should start with the budget inspection. He looked back at the two founding members again, but his sight landed in the numbers on the computer screen. He eyed the amount of costumes Hawkgirl ordered.

Fifty pieces. All for Flash. It's his second order in this month alone and all will be paid by Wayne Industries.

Bruce squinted with disapproval.

Setting aside the codes on his computer, he quickly sent a memo to the League's email group saying that Flash should have costumes that could last for more than six months despite the constant friction to running. He then added a proposed material for the design, which was an alien fabric discovered by Superman in one of his space battles light years away.

In less than a second, Hawkgirl's computer made a one tone sound. Batman's memo flashed on screen, covering the image of Flash's costume. It didn't take too much time for both Shayera and Wally to read all of it.

"Oh nice! Bats is gonna buy me a new batch" Wally said with the obvious enthusiasm. But to cut off the speedster's joy, Bruce stood up and revealed himself from the shadows.

"Not quite", he said in his deep voice.

The two turned around with the unexpectedness to his presence.

"Do you always have to sneak up on us?" Shayera muttered in annoyance.

Bruce didn't answer to that. He continued to walk towards them. He looked at Wally.

"If you can keep your costumes from being neglected, then I'll buy you a new batch.

"What do you mean 'neglected'", Wally reacted defensively, "I treat my costumes just fine"

Bruce glared with enough intensity that Wally could take.

"Is taking your costume to a bonfire party-"

The speedster didn't wait for the whole sentence to get finished.

"Alright! Alright! Point taken! I promise I'll take good care of them" he gulped. Then, almost inaudibly, he muttered: "No one was suppose to know about that party"

The dark knight glared again for good measure and then started to walk back to his computer.

When Batman got back to his shady area, Shayera looked at Wally with curiosity. "What bonfire party?", she finally asked. Wally sighed and relayed the story of how he showed off again and how his costume managed to have gotten too close to a large bonfire in a Hawaiian party and caught on fire almost instantly. Shayera reacted with the same disapproval but sounded more like a big sister than a frightening being with black, pointy ears. In reaction, Wally attempted to change the subject.

"Wanna tweak Superman's costume?", he asked After all, they were there to kill time while Earth was in its peaceful state.

Hawkgirl shrugged and just said: "Sure". And then she moved the cursor and opened the files that were named after the man of steel. Soon they found the right image file and flashed Superman's iconic blue and red on screen.

Whatever they were doing to the Kryptonian's costume, Bruce couldn't care less. He wanted his work to be done soon and he wanted to get back to the cave as soon as possible to have some peace and quiet before he get a hold of the Watchtower's expenses reports.

When the new system was finally being uploaded, evidently with white bar on screen that indicated the percentage of progress, he flipped open the squarish part of his left gauntlet and started reading live police reports from Gotham. No major crime so far. No villains to be dealt with in broad daylight. And so he closed the small screen, just sat there and waited for the bar to reach a hundred percent.

Since the progress is painstakingly slow and boredom was getting the better of him, he turned around and watched Flash and Hawkgirl again.

"Hmm... Maybe we could take off his red briefs" Shayera suggested.

Wally laughed. "That sounded SO wrong!"

With a deadpan stare, she scolded the speedster's dirty mind.

Superman's suit was still dominated with red and blue, but some tiny details that were different. The edges of the sleeves, the neck collar, black 'S' on his cape.

Then the door hissed open. A certain Amazon princess strode to enter with iced mocha on one hand and the Gotham Gazette on the other. The reading material was enough to tell Bruce that she dropped by the manor earlier.

Next, she saw what was being done on the large computer screen.

"A v-neck collar? Really?" The princess' tone was deliberately impassive.

Wally turned to her. "What's wrong with the collar?"

"He looks so arrogant with it" she said simply, while placing the newspaper and the drink on the nearest steel table.

"Then how would you design it?" the speedster asked out of curiosity rather that challenging the Amazon.

Her fingers held her chin as a expression of contemplation. Soon, she stepped between the two and manned the computer herself. Her quick hands indicated that she had done this before.

The screen immediately showed the difference. Superman's costume. The cape was gone. The collar too, obviously. The blue was still there but traces of the red was on the gloves and boots. The 'S' became white and seemed more modern with the curves turned into sharp edges.

"Wow" was the only thing the two of the audience said.

Despite being silent, Bruce was also in awe. He actually liked most of the changes she made. If she had tweaked the shade of color and had ditched the gloves, it'll be perfect… at least, according to his preference.

He never thought Diana would come up with something very slick and artistic. Not that she wasn't capable of producing any ounce of creative work, but it was totally unexpected despite how much he knew about her. He realized it's probably his influence; since he had always allowed her watch him design his suits. She turned out to be a good judge of style even on other people. Maybe she was making designs of her own in her spare time.

Seeing the impressed expressions on the faces of the other two, he smiled.

He felt proud of the princess. In his mind, he refused to name himself as the one who triggered the creativity. A slight influence maybe, but not the one who put it into her. She came develop it all by herself. And with her high level of determination, he shouldn't be surprise to find out more hidden talents.

"Now that's epic", Flash commented with a smile, "I should be asking you to design my suits next time, Di"

"I don't know about that", the princess said humbly with a smile.

Then Shayera seemed to notice what Bruce had observed.

"I guess that's what you get when you spend so much time in the Bat cave"

The princess laughed softly. Flash was wide eyed and was grinning. They all looked at Bruce. But by that time, he had already wiped off his small smile. He just returned the gaze blankly.

"Well, I liked your style more", Shayera finally resolved as she faced Diana. And then she pointed at Bruce. "His style is too dark and… scary"

"You got that right", Flash added.

"What's wrong with dark and scary?", the princess suddenly defended.

Both of her friends just chuckled which just meant that they acknowledged the princess' obvious admiration for the Bat.

Then Flash got another idea. "Maybe you got a Bat suit design hidden in there somewhere"

Shayera was wide-eyed. Bruce raised an eyebrow. However, Diana only managed to shake her head.

"Nah, I'd have to get his permission first" she lightly surmised as she looked at the man in black on the other end of the room.

"Suit yourself" the speedster reacted finally, but his tone was more suggestive that she was hiding something. Shayera just dropped the subject with respect to the Amazon's privacy.

"Let's go chum. I think we're needed on the Monitor Womb".

Flash was about to say 'but' however Shayera's glare beat him to it. She pulled the man in red and yellow by his costume and dragged him out of the tech lab. When the door closed, it was just Diana and Bruce in the room. The dark knight looked at his computer's screen and saw that the progress bar is on its seventy percent.

Plenty of time to do nothing.

He got up from his chair. Walked up to the big computer screen that was previously manned by the two heroes who had just left. He looked at the Superman suit.

"Put black on it instead of the red and the blue and raise the collar to the base of his head"

The princess' warm, blue eyes looked at him with uncertainty.

"You think your style will fit him better?" she joked.

He returned it with a smirk.

"Trust me"

"Ok" she sighed and made the necessary quick movements on the keyboard.

It looked more slicker now. More modernized.

"Not bad, but I think you've just eliminated his friendliness"

Nevertheless, she clicked on the save button and put it in one of the folders that said 'beyond'.

"Want to see your suit?" she asked.

"I don't need a new design at the moment"

"I meant that I already made one"

For the second time, he raised an eyebrow. All along she wanted to show it to him privately. She opened the 'beyond' folder again and revealed a picture file.

It was definitely a Bat suit. It was still very black but the usual bat insignia was red and the cape was non-existent.

"Good design" he said in honesty.

"I knew you'll like it" she commented with grin.

He paused for a while.

"But… cover the mouth part"

She playfully frowned. "Not the lips. Anything but the lips", she begged unseriously. He reacted by chuckling.

Eventually, she obeyed.

Now they were looking at an inky, black suit that covered every inch of the skin. The only things that were different in color were the white lenses and the red bat on the center of the chest.

"Hm… you're right. It looks better" she conceded as she pressed the save button.

Bruce held out his hand and placed a small, black flash drive.

"Save a copy for me. I could start designing the tech for it later... Care to join?"

She looked at him with excitement.

"Sure."

Author's Note:

The next chapter is the last one for this collection. I'm currently fixing the outline for it.