Chapter: 55
"Now that wasn't very nice." Nightwing pouted. He had barely dodged a bullet from another run-of-the-mill thug.
"I don't think they're here to be your friend, let alone your friend, 'Wing." Red Robin commented dryly while knocking out the nearest thug.
"Tt, Nightwing tries and makes friends with all lower life forms. I see it as an act of pity." Robin had to physically restrain himself from using too much strength; he couldn't very much kill these imbeciles, no matter how much his muscles ached to.
"You say that as if it's a bad thing." Nightwing took down another thug, only to look around and realize there were none left. "Where's Batman?"
The batboys looked around the large room, only to come to the conclusion that the oldest was right, their beloved mentor was missing.
"He's in here!" Red Hood called boredly. His hands shoved in his pockets as he leaned backwards. The other three boys ran to the doorway only to stop and gawk. There, taking up most of the floor of the room, was a gigantic whirling portal. Batman was in a corner standing over a device.
"Is this portal threatening in anyway?" Nightwing asked, casually leaning on Batman's back as the dark knight worked.
"It doesn't threaten the world if that's what you're asking." Batman pulled out a red wire and sat back slightly feeling accomplished. "It should close in the next minute. Just don't fall in it and we should be fine."
Right as he said this, he looked up just in time to see Nightwing slowly sinking through the vortex, already being past his neck.
"Sorry Bats, my shoe fell in." Nightwing rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I got it though!" the black and blue vigilante held up said foot wear before it too sunk through the portal which closed up behind it.
"Why does he never listen to me?" Batman shook his head.
RAWR
Nightwing cracked opened his eyes to the world spinning in a myriad of bright colors. What did he do last night? Squeezing his eyes shut and rubbing at them, Nightwing tried to steady his vision. He attempted to reach up and rub his face only to find them handcuffed at his sides.
"Who are you?" a gruff voice asked.
"You know, you usually let my head stop spinning before asking the amnesia questions Batman." He pathetically laughed out as he worked on his restraints. "Also the handcuffs are new, something you need to tell me about?"
"Answer the question." Nightwing cracked open his eyes once more, this time he was met with a bright light before it dimmed to the dark profile he came to know as his mentor.
"Nightwing. Sheesh old man, miss your round of coffee today? I better get Alfred to make you a cup; no one likes a grumpy Bruce." Nightwing felt secure saying civilian names once he processed the cool air and leathery flapping that was known characteristics of the Batcave.
What he wasn't expecting was a young voice adding itself to their conversation, "He knows your name Batman!" the voice was strangely familiar yet still unknown to the vigilante. He lazily trailed his eyes over to the direction of the voice, his eyes slightly widening.
"Holy crap!" Nightwing bolted up straight and clamped his hands down on the young man's shoulders, not missing Batman tensing up. "I was SO adorable!"
RAWR
"So. You're Richard Grayson from…a future alternate dimension…and you got here by...by chasing after your shoe. Which somehow found its way into a portal?" Bruce asked. He had long since confirmed Nightwing's identity and since the vigilante was from an alternate dimension Bruce saw no problem in telling him about their dimension.
"It was my favorite shoe." Dick replied with a shrug. He took a sip from the mug that Alfred came in with earlier.
"From what I hear, the other me could've bought you a new pair, hack he could've bought you several hundred pairs with more than a life time of money to spare." Bruce deadpanned.
"Eh, but no amount of money can get a perfectly broken in pair of Kevlar work boots. Like I said, it was my favorite pair of shoes; it'd be a shame if I had to loose them." Dick finished off his drink and placed it back on the table satisfied, it felt good to have some down time for once.
"Are you sure you're feeling ok?" his younger self asked, his blue eyes scanning his older, other dimensional self for any injuries.
Dick stared at the young child, blinking once, then twice, before "You are so cute!" Dick launched from his chair and squeezed his mini self in a bear hug, "now I know why everyone fussed over me before, I was irresistible!"
Dick continued to smother his mini-me for a good fifteen minutes before Bruce snapped out of his daze and physically pried his young ward away from his other self.
"So," Bruce started to ask once things had settled down "what kind of life do you have? Civilian wise that is."
"Well, for a profession, I'm an exotic dancer at that one strip club down town." Dick replied off handedly, fighting back a smile as Bruce's face went from annoyed to horrified in a flash. The billionaire clung young Dick to his chest and backed away five steps.
Dick let out a hearty laugh. Yes, this was fun.
RAWR
A bright light split the darkness of the Batcave as Red Hood stepped through a newly opened portal.
"Come on Golden Boy! Your vacation is done and over with, I'm here to fetch you and drag you home." He drawled.
"So sorry that your trip was ended short, but here's your escort. Happy traveling, it was nice meeting you." Bruce hurriedly pushed a fully dressed Nightwing towards his brother and moved away from the portal, seemingly eager rather then heart broken towards their parting.
As the two vigilantes exited via portal Bruce could hear Red Hood say, "Dang Dick, even they want to get rid of you. You weren't even here for a whole day yet you managed to unnerve them beyond repair. I don't know whether to be ashamed or applaud you."
RAWR
It was three days later, when Bruce walked into Dick's room, did the billionaire spot something out of the ordinary. Sitting harmlessly on the upper shelf of young Dick's room was a single black, Kevlar work boot.
A/N: So, I'm not dead. Having a shitty month, but not dead. Officially a high school graduate, which the actual ceremony lasted from 11-6 (7 hrs) with 51 "valedictorians" when there's only supposed to be one. Right after was our grad night, we left at 11 pm and arrived at 8 am at the amusement park. The whole night was on a greyhound bus which emergency windows whistled, the sun shade blinds clacked like crutches, the chairs left NO leg room, and the chaperone played nonstop Disney movies which the ENTIRE bus sang along to the ENTIRE night allowing only an hour of sleep. Right when we arrived at the park, mother nature decided to curse me with a visit full of pain and misery. Ate pizza that tasted like cardboard, spoiled cottage cheese, and saw dust because a friend bought it for me and I wasn't going to waste their money. When the actual grad night started which was 10 pm-2 am (no hotel stay mind you, but the entire park was open only for seniors) I had to spend the entire night in the park's infirmary because the pizza made me throw up, multiple times. Then the lovely ride back from 3 am-11 while being nauseated and no working bathroom on the bus because a jammed seat blocked it.
So, very sorry I didn't update for so long.
Everyone is who they're supposed to be.
I do not own Batman.
