Response to reviews:

Tailfeather: Thats really cool. You've been a busy bee, all that yesterday. Ok, what is with the romany and the german? its makin my head spin.

Actually, that's called getting my work together and posting on ff.net for the first time.

OK, for the German and Romany bits: In the comics Kurt is raised in Germany as part of a Romany ethnic group. This means that he is part of both German and Romany cultures and speaks both languages fluently.

Dick is known to be Rom, but there is little known about just how much the Rom culture has affected him. I chose to give him an understanding of the tongue, which may or may not be true in comic-verse. He toured with Haley's Circus as a child. The itinerary of the circus was never told, meaning they could have toured Europe, where Dick would have picked up a little of the native tongues.

Raliena: This is brilliant!

Write more!

RAE

I've got the whole Bat-verse part of the crossover done, but still have to post it. There may be a sequel if I get enough requests.

MAIN FIC

An hour later:

Dick and Kurt walked in, while Wally fidgeted and walked with them for all of two seconds before racing ahead.

Dick said, "He's getting better at slowing down."

"That's better?"

"He held pace with us long enough for me to see him as more than a blur when he wants to share the news about you coming with everyone. That's improvement for him."

"...Oh."

Dick and Kurt entered in time to catch the end of Wally's report.

"...andthenwerememberedthemeeting,wellRobbiedidIforgot, soweleftandhereweare."

Roy said, "OK. Now repeat that at a speed slow enough for the rest of us to understand."

Before Wally could start over Dick and Kurt entered the room, with a certain loveable blue fuzzball drawing everyone's eyes...

Roy was the first to respond. "Dick, I hate to admit it, but you were right. Those 'bots enhanced with Kryptonian tech really do look like the real deal. Did Wally talk you into the design?"

"Hey! I'm not a robot!"

"And it even sounds real. How'd ya do it?"

Dick responded, "I didn't. Kurt is the real deal."

"But he looks like something outta Wally's comic books."

"He is from an alternate dimension."

"Quit pullin' my strings."

Kurt interrupted th argument, saying, "Ande asamasko kniga balta sina tala gado komnata. Isi kutka vordal?"(1)

"Va."(2)

::bamf::

::splash::

::bamf::

"I bet he'll agree that a robot couldn't do that."

A few minutes later, a very wet Roy rejoined the group.

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(1)In the comic books, the pool is right under this room. Is it

there in this world?

(2)Yes

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The meeting was over and Kurt had pulled out the comics.

"Bwa-ha-ha!"

"Come on, Roy. Robbie's costume doesn't look that bad."

"Ja. Everything looks bad in technicolor. Check out yours."

"..."

"This would make the _best_ blackmail material. That thing looks like some little kid trying on Daddy's boxers over his clothes." Wally added.

"..."

"Roy? Aren't ya gonna say anything?"

"Wally. Shut. Up."

"Robbie, would you call that a speech worthy of the Bat?"

"No. He'd just give you a look that would make you wanna wet your pants."

"Hey Kurt, can I get a copy of this?"

"Nein."

"Pleeeeease?"

Robin, ever the peacemaker, said, "There's not really any point to this. Let's just drop it."

After that everyone wandered off on their own. Most to train, while Roy declared to the world at large that after pulling an all-nighter chasing a particularly elusive drug ring, he was ready to hit the sack. Wally sought out Kurt to ask him once again about helping him prank Roy.

"Ja, sure. He's being a jerk anyways. Wally, Has anyone ever shown you the more...creative uses of duct tape?"

"...No?"

"Heh. You're in for a treat."

Ten minutes later:

"Wally, why'd you get your camera?" Donna asked.

"Kurt helped me set up the perfect Kodak moment with Roy."

"Really? I've got to see this."

Donna followed Wally into the common room, where Wally immediately began snapping pictures of the ceiling. There, held in place by duct tape, slept Roy. In addition to this the boys had made strategic use of what looked like whipped cream, peanut butter, honey, and some unidentifiable pink goo. With the flash going off in his face, Roy woke up. He attempted to start screaming at Wally, but apparently either Kurt or Wally was very good at making gags. Nothing but inarticulate, faint grunts could be heard, though the resulting red face improved the blackmail possibilities of the pictures tenfold. Both Wally and Kurt made good their escape before Donna could shame them into letting Roy down. Wally headed back to Central City, while Kurt bamfed down to catch a ride with Dick, who was in the process

of leaving.

At Dick's car:

"Do I _want_ to know what you and Wally were planning?"

"Nein."

"...Okay. Let's go then. I've got the rest of the afternoon free, and it's been _forever_ since I've had a professional partner on the trapeze. We've got a rig in the cave. You game?"

"Ja!"

"Then let's go."