Sugar Rush

A.N.: Kikigraysonwest suggested Dick getting really hyper and singing and Miscievous48517 suggested talking in his sleep. I decided to put the two together for this one. I love getting reviews and be sure to keep sending them in! Enjoy the chapter!

"Oh, this is going on YouTube, without a doubt," Robin exclaimed. Two ice cream sundaes, four black coffees, and half a dozen energy drinks had placed Nightwing on the highest of sugar highs. At first all he did was bounce his leg when he was sitting down, but once the rush had set in, he couldn't sit still for anything! Now that the team had some down time, he, Robin, and Batgirl were sitting in the lounge and Nightwing was rocking out to karaoke and singing Don't Stop Believing by Journey. Robin, always eager to have some fun with his brother, was filming the past 3 hours of Nightwing's antics.

"Don't stop believing!

Hold on to that feeling.

Street light people. Oh ohhhhhhhhhhh!" he sang, no amount of passion spared. Barbara laughed at his playfulness. He chose the next song. Counting Stars by One Republic.

"Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep.

Dreaming about the things that we could be.

But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard.

Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars. Yeah, we'll be counting stars." The 19 year old began dancing around and bobbing his head the second the music started.

Oh yes, this was most certainly going on YouTube.

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Barbara crept through the halls of the cave, Robin's camera in hand. Around the same time that the sugar rush was wearing off, Nightwing had retreated to his room. Finally, she arrived at his door.

Once the code was punched in, she observed her leader and friend lying shirtless and sprawled across his bed (he took care not to sleep in the fetal position anymore) with the covers at just above his hips. He was lying on his stomach, displaying his smooth, muscular back. Babs stepped out again, turned on the camera, and walked through the threshold once more. She closed the door quietly and approached Nightwing, filming the ebony. She brushed her fingers along his back, between the shoulder blades. His response was to pinch his shoulders together, fighting the itch with a dissatisfied grunt. Smiling, Barbara placed a light kiss on his head.

"Sweet dreams, Hunk Wonder." She turned to leave and was almost to the door when the man murmured her name.

"Barbara." It was a barely audible whisper, but it was there.

"Y-yes, Dick?" she stuttered, flustered that her friend was awake the whole time.

"I love you Barbara," he mumbled. Batgirl breathed a sigh of relief; her friend was, indeed, fully asleep.

"I love you too, Dick," She replied, keeping the camera on him.

"Will you marry me?" The words were slurred and barely audible, but they were his nonetheless. Barbara walked forwards and planted another kiss on his forehead.

"Get me a ring and I'll think about it," She said. She smirked, he genuinely smiled. The camera was turned off and left it on his nightstand. Barbara wrote him a quick note and left.

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Nightwing groaned as he stretched himself awake before rubbing the side of his head. He groggily looked around his darkened room. Instantly, his eyes locked on to Robin's video camera and the note on his nightstand. He turned on the camera and viewed the last video. He saw everything that he had confessed to Babs in his sleep and was horror-struck. He looked at the note. It read: Just make it a good one. Dick shivered set down the camera, threw away the note, and rolled back into bed, intending to sleep until either Barbara died, or season 4 of Sherlock was released. Neither would happen for a while.

When he finally left his room, Batgirl's first course of action was to firmly plant a smooch on his cheek.

Was there no end?

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