Dick's P.O.V.
"Robin, listen to me. I want you to go hide in Quinn's room, while me and Bruce take care of these guys. I just want you to stay safe." I smiled.
"You think I'm gonna pass up an opportunity like this?" He scoffed. He leaped off the balcony and ran full speed towards the horde of unarmed clown-men. Bruce and I looked at each other, bewildered, but just shrugged it off and took off with him. It was rather beautiful what he was doing. He was bounding around these guys like Catwoman: taking them out, punching them, and scissor tossing them. He was doing better than me and Bruce could have. Eventually we kept beating down the crowd until they got guns. Unknown to me a thug was holding up a loaded gun to Robin. By the time I noticed this we was aimed and ready to shoot. My heart sank, my stomach rose to my throat, and I felt limp. I wanted to cry out but I couldn't make noise. I felt as if I had failed my job to Robin, to Bruce, and to myself. In the split second he was ready to pull the trigger, a steel infused whip had wrapped around the gun and yanked it from the thug. I was so confused, until I saw the feline figure drop from the rafters. She began to help us thin the crowd out, and carrying a conversation with Bruce. By the time the crowd was finished, Robin had flipped off of my shoulders and landed a solid heel smash onto Catwoman's shoulder. She screamed as she fell to the floor. She sprung back up, and they got into fighting position.
"Robin, what are you doing?!" I shouted.
"How dare you hit on him like he's a play thing!" Robin shouted. Robin lunged forward to strike Selina, but she had grabbed his fist and tried to counter it. Soon after her attempt it became a counter to a counter. They were exchanging blows that landed, some that were deflected, and some that missed entirely. I was utterly confused about the meaning of this, but Bruce didn't say a word. He was sighing, and giggling. Bruce, giggling.
X-Just a few minutes earlier-X
Bruce's P.O.V.
A person dropped from the rafters of the warehouse, and I knew that it was going to be trouble. Selina was here. She pounced into the crowd and began pummeling the thugs left and right.
"Hi, Bruce." She sang, as she brought her claws to a man's face.
"Selina." I uttered back. She seemed disappointed by the fact I wasn't excited. She doesn't understand that I don't want her.
"Bruce, do you want to do something sometime? I know how much you like pu-"
"Selina, stop!" I sternly shouted. "This isn't the time or the place. Besides, I told you that I'm just not in to you."
"Bruce, please you don't know what you are saying!"
"Selina, I'm just..." I sighed and trailed off. "I'm not into women." She took a gasp whilst knocking a man into others. The crowd was thinning and the conversation could have been easily picked up. Selina had knocked out her last thug before putting her pretty little claws onto my chest.
"But Bruce..." She trailed off.
"Robin, what are you doing?!" Someone had jumped over Dick and smashed into Selina, causing her to go to the floor.
"How dare you hit on him like he's a play thing!" Robin and Selina got into a flurry of fists, claws, and swipes. They were countering and striking like lightning in a bottle. Eventually Dick looked back at me and was puzzled. I didn't do anything. I just giggled at how cute he was being, all protective and everything. Blood started to be shed and I snapped out of it, and realized I might need to stop this. I went in to stop it, but Robin knocked Selina out cold.
"Uh, Robin?" Dick asked hesitantly...
"What? The bitch was messing with Bruce." He giggled. "Just know that you two are mine and only mine." He winked at us and giggled some more.
Robin's P.O.V.
"Just know that you two are mine and only mine." I winked at Bruce and Dick, and then giggled. I thought everything was over but a cupcake splat onto the floor right next to where we were standing. I was puzzled, but Dick dived on top of me to get me out of the way. The damn thing exploded!
"I'm not finished with him!" Mother shrieked. She began throwing a bombardment of cupcake bombs, and screaming about how she will get her child back. Bruce and Dick were hopping around trying to evade them until she ran out, but I seized my opportunity. I charged and tackled her to the ground. She swiftly kicked me off and ran to a counter and picked up a remote button. "Heya, Batsy!" She laughed, "I get that it's after Halloween, but here is a little spooky surprise!" She pressed the switch, a wall swiveled, and a massive dead corpse laid hanging from it. She pressed the switch again, and electricity began surging through his shackles. She began laughing calling me "The Dead Man" and repeating the rhyme. Bruce and Dick went to take on the zombie, known as Grundy, and I went for mother. In the midst of her hysteria, I struck her with the back of my hand.
"What the hell is your problem? Why can't you be like a normal mother for once?"
"You are just like your father." She grabbed her hammer leaning up against the desk, and brought it to my jaw. "Sorry, doll!" I fell backwards and wiped the blood from my mouth. In a fit I got up and charged at her. She tried to throw her hammer at me but being the flexible boy I am, I contorted around the object. I went to back-flip-kick her, but I just felt a huge rage inside of me, and I made it known.
"Damn bitch!" I was taken aback by my own words, but quickly grew numb to the fact that she had crossed the line. She pulled her posture back but I wasn't in a mood for her. I punched one side of her face. "You lied to me!" I punched her in the stomach, "You almost killed me." I tripped her, "You brainwashed me!" I could feel my blood boiling, "You had me rob a bank!" I kicked her in the stomach, "For god's sake, you didn't even say you're sorry for it all!" I kicked her twice and turned my back towards her. My ankle was twisted and my toes were jammed. She spat out blood on my feet and got up.
"I'm- I'm sorry." she coughed. I turned around to see her put a toy gun next to my ear, "Kinda." She pulled the trigger and it shot a blood curling ring in my ear. The next I knew she doing a handstand on my shoulders, and began to collapse her arms on me. I reached up and grabbed her waist and threw her to the floor.
"Just because you gave birth to me..." I trailed off dramatically, "doesn't make you my mother." I turned around to the see the subdued un-dead giant, and that Dick and Bruce were unharmed.