Ch.43: Pool

"I can't reach." Danny whined, arms up in the air as he tried to grip the side of the pool table. Bruce really wish he'd gain some height because he was small for his age. The billionaire picked the kid up and placed him on the side of the pool table. The child watched with interest as Bruce and Oliver played pool. Roy sat off to the side, drinking a Coke, bored out of his mind.

The two billionaires and the billionaire's protégés (Or former protégé, in Roy's case) only got together every few months for no reason particular. It was mostly so the press thought they were good friends or something. They really didn't know why they continued this crap.

So far, Bruce was winning this game. Why...? Well... He's the frikkin Batman so... What are you going to do about it?

"How do you play?" Danny asked the older red-head. Roy looked down at the child, who was still sitting on the side of the table. The older male pointed to the balls. "See how some of the balls are all one color and the others have stripes?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Bruce is trying to get all the solid colored balls into the pockets while Ollie is trying to get all the striped balls into the holes."

"Bruce is winning."

"I'm aware of that. Anyways, that black ball is, uh... Special. It doesn't belong to either Bruce or Ollie. Whoever gets all their balls and the black ball into the holes wins, but you have to shoot all of your balls into the holes before you do the black one." Roy explained. Danny nodded in understanding as he watched. He jumped off the pool table side, grabbed a notebook from his backpack, and walked to the table to draw and color.

The ginger rolled his eyes. The kid had probably already forgotten everything he just said. Roy took another swig of his Coke with a sullen face.

A few minutes after doodling, Danny got up from his seat, walked over to Bruce, and held up his notebook. The black-haired billionaire laughed at what he saw. He turned to Roy, who was silently wondering what could make Bruce laugh (because so many things could make the Dark Knight laugh).

"You taught him pool?" The billionaire said. Roy raised an eyebrow and nodded. Bruce nudged Danny over to Roy to show the older male whatever he had drawn.

Roy took the notebook from Danny's outstretched hands and his eyes practically bulged out of his head.

The raven-haired kid had drawn a sketch of the pool table and the positions of the balls they had been in earlier. Off to the side, numbers were written down in different colors and on the pool table sketch, connected to Bruce's balls and holes, were lines of possible moves in different colors to show what number move it was. Most of them were risky but the younger archer had seen Bruce do these moves before.

At the bottom, what looked like 'Is this your plan?' was written on the bottom. But some of the letters were backwards and the 'a' in 'plan' was an 'e'. Thankfully, Roy knew about Danny's school troubles and just brushed it off.

Danny had practically guessed the Dark Knight's entire game-plan and then drew it on a sheet of paper.

"Kid... You are smart." Roy said, dead serious.

For a minute, Danny looked stunned by the compliment before it turned into a large, beaming smile. Roy caught Bruce mouth 'good job' at him.

AWWWWWWW~!

Kadzait: It wasn't that cute.

AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW~!

Kadzait: Will you stop that?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW~!

Kadzait: -.-'

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Reviews:

GreenDrkness: That would be frikkin hilarious if he could. I might do that. XD

IWasNeverReal: Glad you enjoyed, my friend! It was a fun chapter to write! XD

Skymuse: Yes, Danny will take over the world. And thanks again for the pic! IT'S SO CUTE~! My mom thinks so too. XD

SomeItalian: You're welcome and for Andy... Does that robot wanna go to therapy? If he doesn't, threaten him with therapy. Worked for Nancy. (Kadzait: MY NAME AINT NANCY! Me: THAT'S IT! THERAPY TIME!)

Grava: (Danny: *grabs things you gave him and runs away, cackling* Kadzait: *runs after him* COME BACK! Me: *runs after both of them* WHAT HELL HAVE YOU UNLEASHED?!)

Crimson Leo: That... IS A FANTASTIC IDEA. I WILL HAVE TO DEVELOP IT. XD

Azorawing: Maybe not children but people our age. (That sounds horrible, especially when all the little children eat too much candy and begin puking) We're just like "Yo... Wanna resolve this crap and get it out of our way?" "Yeah." "By the way, do you like this-or-that?" XD

The Keeper of Worlds: I wanna do that idea so frikkin badly now. XD

16ckleman: BWHAHAHAHA! Don't we all wanna press the L button some more? XD

BringbackDannyPhantom: I agree with you whole-heartedly! Shall we have a flashback to Photo Album? "Really? Cause it makes me wonder what the point of the Justice League is..." XD

Anonymous: OH, stuck in a car with two girls... For how long? Cause one time, I was stuck in a car with my parents, older brother, two sisters, and my dog for eleven hours. My iPod saved my life. XD

TomgirlBre: O.O Holy frikkin crap... You just, like, embodied every fan-girl in your last review. XD GOOD JOB!

Bibbledoo: Sure. *hands you recording* And I can do that. Valerie was never my favorite character so... But for you, I'll put her in! XD

Gigabyte2598: Thank you so much! That means a lot! Especially from you~! XD