"I am worried about this."
"That'll be a first."
"Hey, shut-UP!"
Barbara rolled her eyes and blinked at where Dick stood, right beside her. "So, what is the plan oh Master of Crime."
Dick glared at her, gritting his teeth. "I am not a Master of Crime. right Tim?"
Tim looked at his friend and shrugged. "There is always a first for everything."
"Forget I asked."
"I can't JUST forget."
"Arg! It's just a phrase Tim!"
"I knew that, I was just trying to be smart."
"I don't like you trying to be funny."
"Not FUNNY!"
Barbara shook her head. "Tim. Dick. just get me out of her in five. or I will turn us all in. You understand?"
The two shook their heads.
"Fine!" She started off, but Dick grabbed her elbow, pulling her back. "Ok, ok, Princess, we'll get you home. Tim, I have a plan, and you are just the bright young person to do the job. if you can stay focused. TIM!"
"Huh? Were you talking to ME?"
"Great, me life is in the hands of Dumb and Dumber."
"In that case I get to be Dumb!" Tim let out, his neck craning towards Dick.
"You know what.that isn't a comp- just get me home!"
Dick nodded, and a grin rounded his face. "Ok, ready for some fun?"
"Dick told me to waaaaaiiiit, and waaaaaiiiit I wiiiiiillll dooooooo!" Tim sang out as he sat in the front seat of the deep red Comoro. He placed both hands on the steering wheel and looked through the rear view mirror, smiling at where Barbara sat. "Having fun yet?"
"Tim. shut-up, I don't like the fact that I am sitting in Bruce's extra car while we wait for Dick to swipe the keys from the office. We are still at Wayne Enterprises, and we still have to escape. There are still a handful of policemen after us, and I still haven't finished my movie."
"I don't know if I should laugh or cry." Tim dryly stated.
The two sat in silence for a few moments, and soon watched as Dick came running out of the shadows, waving his arms about, looking frantic.
"What's up his @ss?"
"TIM! Don't cuss."
Dick leapt into a jump, slamming into the front of the car. "GO!"
Tim raised an eyebrow, wondering why the hurry. "I need the keys to go!"
"You can't DRIVE!" Barbara screamed, but her voice was cut off as yells rang out from the shadows, and the police filed out in a large number. "Da*n!"
"Babs you are a hypocrite." Tim let out as Dick threw the keys at the boy, leaping into the passenger's side. The boy smiled as he started the car, and hit the gas. "Weee!"
"Dick are you an idiot! Tim is only 14!" Barbara screamed as she watched the car swerve about, zooming along the parking lot, and right towards the police.
"I could drive at age 13!" Dick threw back.
Tim said nothing for a moment as he watched the police coming towards him at an amazing speed. "It doesn't look so hard."
"BRUCE hasn't taught you how to DRIVE yet?!?!"
Tim blinked at him. "Not really."
The two passengers screamed in chorus as Tim swerved about. "Ahhh!"
"Wee!"
"The policemen Tim watch out! Don't hit them!" Barbara screamed as Tim jerked the steering wheel, bringing the car into a doughnut.
"Ahhh! Watch out, the fence, the FENCE!"
"I am watching, stop being a front seat driver da*n it!"
"You can't DRIVE!"
Tim yelped as the car hit a curb, and jolted into the fence, tearing the barbwire down as he spun to the road.
"Waaah! This is the wrong traffic lane! You are going the wrong direction!"
"Calm down. I can." Tim began as the headlights of the oncoming traffic blinded him momentarily.
"Turn around! Turn around right now Timothy!" Dick ordered as he watched in horror.
"Stop being so much like Bru- URG!"
The car was thrown back as it collided with another car.
"You crashed the car! You crashed that car! Give me the wheel!" Dick screamed as he took the steering wheel from the boy. He concentrated as he turned the car around and they moved perfectly away from the scene.
Barbara, who was wide eyed in the back seat, yelled. "You hit another car, you have to stop!"
"Babs, it was only a fender bender! We can worry about that later!" Dick snapped.
"No we CAN'T!"
"Yes we CAN!"
"No!"
Tim sniffed loudly. "Am I going to get grounded for this, cause it won't be fair that you two can't get grounded, but I can."
Barbara and Dick paused.
"I think we are going to settle for death." Dick slowly answered.
"Maybe YOU will be killed! I am the victim of this horror!"
"Oh shut up, all you do is yap-yap-yap. Shove it up and try to help!"
"Blab-blab-blab!" Tim added with a grin as he watched Dick turn down an alley. "Where are we going?"
"Hit the brakes!"
Tim did so and smiled as Dick turned the key, shutting down the car. "Are we done driving?"
Barbara slammed her door open and walked briskly away, down the alley. "I am going home NOW! Forget you both!"
Dick hurried out after the girl, as did Tim. "Barbara wait, I am sorry about that. I didn't think we would have our lives risked!"
The girl turned her head, about ready to reply, but with the motion, a door opened, and she slammed into it, falling down to the ground unconscious.
"Barb!" Dick yelled as he ran to her side.
"Oh! I am sorry!"
"Catwomen?"
Dick raised his eyes at hearing Tim's word. "Oh this just keeps getting better and better."
The woman fell to her knees beside Barbara. "Is she ok?"
"You are Selina Kyle, aren't you?" Dick let out, ignoring Barbara's condition.
The woman slowly nodded, looking at him, then Tim. "I am. Bring the girl inside. I thought that she had been kidnapped, did they find her or something?"
Tim shoo his head. "Not really. you see. we are kind of the kidnappers."
"How can you be kind of the kidnappers?" Selina hissed. "You better give me something good, because I will take you down if you don't."
"I thought you were a criminal too." Tim let out, his eyes wide.
"Tim! We aren't criminals!" Dick let out, looking at the boy, he swung his head around to explain, but watched as a fist hit him square in the nose. "Ohhg!"
"You just hit Dick."
Selina nodded, watched the young man before her hold his nose and hop around. "You committed a crime that I don't like."
Tim smiled slightly. "We didn't do anything. You see, Barbara is our friend, and we played a prank on her. the police thought we were criminals. but we aren't."
The woman licked her lips. "In that case, we will see. When the girl wakes up she will tell me. In the mean time stop dancing boy, and bring this girl in my house. She needs some ice on her head.
Dick moved his hand from his nose, showing blood covering it. "You broke my nose!"
"You didn't duck. bring her inside."
"You know what Catwomen." Tim let out.
"Don't call me Catwoman."
"You know what Selina."
"What?"
"I think you are cool."
Dick threw his head back. "Arg! We are not siding with a crimina-l!"
"That'll be a first."
"Hey, shut-UP!"
Barbara rolled her eyes and blinked at where Dick stood, right beside her. "So, what is the plan oh Master of Crime."
Dick glared at her, gritting his teeth. "I am not a Master of Crime. right Tim?"
Tim looked at his friend and shrugged. "There is always a first for everything."
"Forget I asked."
"I can't JUST forget."
"Arg! It's just a phrase Tim!"
"I knew that, I was just trying to be smart."
"I don't like you trying to be funny."
"Not FUNNY!"
Barbara shook her head. "Tim. Dick. just get me out of her in five. or I will turn us all in. You understand?"
The two shook their heads.
"Fine!" She started off, but Dick grabbed her elbow, pulling her back. "Ok, ok, Princess, we'll get you home. Tim, I have a plan, and you are just the bright young person to do the job. if you can stay focused. TIM!"
"Huh? Were you talking to ME?"
"Great, me life is in the hands of Dumb and Dumber."
"In that case I get to be Dumb!" Tim let out, his neck craning towards Dick.
"You know what.that isn't a comp- just get me home!"
Dick nodded, and a grin rounded his face. "Ok, ready for some fun?"
"Dick told me to waaaaaiiiit, and waaaaaiiiit I wiiiiiillll dooooooo!" Tim sang out as he sat in the front seat of the deep red Comoro. He placed both hands on the steering wheel and looked through the rear view mirror, smiling at where Barbara sat. "Having fun yet?"
"Tim. shut-up, I don't like the fact that I am sitting in Bruce's extra car while we wait for Dick to swipe the keys from the office. We are still at Wayne Enterprises, and we still have to escape. There are still a handful of policemen after us, and I still haven't finished my movie."
"I don't know if I should laugh or cry." Tim dryly stated.
The two sat in silence for a few moments, and soon watched as Dick came running out of the shadows, waving his arms about, looking frantic.
"What's up his @ss?"
"TIM! Don't cuss."
Dick leapt into a jump, slamming into the front of the car. "GO!"
Tim raised an eyebrow, wondering why the hurry. "I need the keys to go!"
"You can't DRIVE!" Barbara screamed, but her voice was cut off as yells rang out from the shadows, and the police filed out in a large number. "Da*n!"
"Babs you are a hypocrite." Tim let out as Dick threw the keys at the boy, leaping into the passenger's side. The boy smiled as he started the car, and hit the gas. "Weee!"
"Dick are you an idiot! Tim is only 14!" Barbara screamed as she watched the car swerve about, zooming along the parking lot, and right towards the police.
"I could drive at age 13!" Dick threw back.
Tim said nothing for a moment as he watched the police coming towards him at an amazing speed. "It doesn't look so hard."
"BRUCE hasn't taught you how to DRIVE yet?!?!"
Tim blinked at him. "Not really."
The two passengers screamed in chorus as Tim swerved about. "Ahhh!"
"Wee!"
"The policemen Tim watch out! Don't hit them!" Barbara screamed as Tim jerked the steering wheel, bringing the car into a doughnut.
"Ahhh! Watch out, the fence, the FENCE!"
"I am watching, stop being a front seat driver da*n it!"
"You can't DRIVE!"
Tim yelped as the car hit a curb, and jolted into the fence, tearing the barbwire down as he spun to the road.
"Waaah! This is the wrong traffic lane! You are going the wrong direction!"
"Calm down. I can." Tim began as the headlights of the oncoming traffic blinded him momentarily.
"Turn around! Turn around right now Timothy!" Dick ordered as he watched in horror.
"Stop being so much like Bru- URG!"
The car was thrown back as it collided with another car.
"You crashed the car! You crashed that car! Give me the wheel!" Dick screamed as he took the steering wheel from the boy. He concentrated as he turned the car around and they moved perfectly away from the scene.
Barbara, who was wide eyed in the back seat, yelled. "You hit another car, you have to stop!"
"Babs, it was only a fender bender! We can worry about that later!" Dick snapped.
"No we CAN'T!"
"Yes we CAN!"
"No!"
Tim sniffed loudly. "Am I going to get grounded for this, cause it won't be fair that you two can't get grounded, but I can."
Barbara and Dick paused.
"I think we are going to settle for death." Dick slowly answered.
"Maybe YOU will be killed! I am the victim of this horror!"
"Oh shut up, all you do is yap-yap-yap. Shove it up and try to help!"
"Blab-blab-blab!" Tim added with a grin as he watched Dick turn down an alley. "Where are we going?"
"Hit the brakes!"
Tim did so and smiled as Dick turned the key, shutting down the car. "Are we done driving?"
Barbara slammed her door open and walked briskly away, down the alley. "I am going home NOW! Forget you both!"
Dick hurried out after the girl, as did Tim. "Barbara wait, I am sorry about that. I didn't think we would have our lives risked!"
The girl turned her head, about ready to reply, but with the motion, a door opened, and she slammed into it, falling down to the ground unconscious.
"Barb!" Dick yelled as he ran to her side.
"Oh! I am sorry!"
"Catwomen?"
Dick raised his eyes at hearing Tim's word. "Oh this just keeps getting better and better."
The woman fell to her knees beside Barbara. "Is she ok?"
"You are Selina Kyle, aren't you?" Dick let out, ignoring Barbara's condition.
The woman slowly nodded, looking at him, then Tim. "I am. Bring the girl inside. I thought that she had been kidnapped, did they find her or something?"
Tim shoo his head. "Not really. you see. we are kind of the kidnappers."
"How can you be kind of the kidnappers?" Selina hissed. "You better give me something good, because I will take you down if you don't."
"I thought you were a criminal too." Tim let out, his eyes wide.
"Tim! We aren't criminals!" Dick let out, looking at the boy, he swung his head around to explain, but watched as a fist hit him square in the nose. "Ohhg!"
"You just hit Dick."
Selina nodded, watched the young man before her hold his nose and hop around. "You committed a crime that I don't like."
Tim smiled slightly. "We didn't do anything. You see, Barbara is our friend, and we played a prank on her. the police thought we were criminals. but we aren't."
The woman licked her lips. "In that case, we will see. When the girl wakes up she will tell me. In the mean time stop dancing boy, and bring this girl in my house. She needs some ice on her head.
Dick moved his hand from his nose, showing blood covering it. "You broke my nose!"
"You didn't duck. bring her inside."
"You know what Catwomen." Tim let out.
"Don't call me Catwoman."
"You know what Selina."
"What?"
"I think you are cool."
Dick threw his head back. "Arg! We are not siding with a crimina-l!"