Sorry this chapter took so long. I've been so busy. Please R&R!!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Justice League, unfortunately.
Chapter 4
"You look hot...gimme a kiss! My name is Wally the Wally Wallster...I'll have a burger with extra everything, please."
Diana doubled back and opened the door to the Flash's room. He was practically shouting in his sleep.
"Hey! No tickling!" He said as if he were drunk, as she shook him awake. "Wha...? Princess?"
"You were having a dream, no need to thank me for waking you up," Diana said, as she marched out of the room.
"You're right! It happened to be one of the best dreams I've ever had," she heard him say as she closed the door behind her.
He was probably dreaming about girls like he did every night. Diana hoped that she wasn't in any of his dreams. As she walked to the monitor room for her shift, she remembered her date last night. She had kissed Bruce and it felt oh-so-good. In fact, while waiting for their food she kept licking her lips, as if she wanted another taste. When Fitzryers noticed it, she said that the thought of quiche made her mouth water.
The food was satisfactory, and after he suggested a stroll. They were ambling slowly along and talking about nothing when Fitzryers suddenly stopped her. He told her that he never felt this way about anyone before. He also asked her to visit him at his home in Gotham.
"You live in Gotham City?" She asked, unsuccessfully hiding the shock in her voice.
"The very same one in which the Bat himself resides," he said, almost scornfully.
"I know a person from there," she casually said. "Perhaps you know him—Bruce Wayne." Diana had noticed that Fitzryers stiffened a little at the sound of the name.
"We might've met once or twice on occasion..." His voice trailed off.
"I see," Diana said, hoping to find out more about their relationship.
"He seems very close to that Batman. I've met Batman many times," he said, in a bragging voice. "We're like that," he said, crossing his fingers.
"Oh, really?" Diana said, coldly. It was probably because Fitzryers committed many crimes.
"But, about Bruce Wayne...how do you know each other?"
"We're merely acquaintances," Diana said, lying through her teeth. "We met through my cousin."
"I see," He said. There was an awkward silence, and they started to walk again.
"Well, I guess I'll head home now. It's late," Diana murmured. He put his hand on her shoulder and leaned in for a kiss. Instead of giving him her lips, she gave him her cheek. He looked at her in mild surprise.
"I just...don't want to go too fast, you know?" Diana said, making up an excuse. He nodded, smiled, and kissed her on the cheek.
Superman was finished his shift just as Diana walked in.
"Anything new last night?" He asked, without taking his eyes off the screen.
"He told me that people on the Amazons were giving him business trouble," Diana explained, "which was a relief, except for when he said there was a rumour that his product was giving out a poisonous essence."
"I'll have Batman look into that," Superman said. "Did Fitzryers mention anything about Bruce Wayne?"
"He said they met once or twice. But he talked about Batman like they were best friends or something. As far as I know, Batman really doesn't like him."
"You're right," said a calm voice behind him. It was the Caped Crusader himself. "I've been looking through his criminal records and I found out some interesting facts about him."
"I need you to find out more about his products. I don't care about his criminal record," Diana said, feeling as though there were drums playing in her stomach. She had thought about him all night.
"Really? Well it might interest you to know that he pays his employees with counterfeit money," Batman said.
"How do you know that?" Diana asked. "Is he giving my people counterfeit money too?"
"He is. I know because Bruce Wayne told me that Wayne Enterprises found out from a former employee who was afraid to tell the police," Batman replied, calmly.
"Well, if we can prove that, there'll be no more Fitzryers' Microprocessors," Superman looked at him, as Diana started her shift.
"Still, Batman, I need you to find out more about his product," Diana said. She heard no reply. She just heard Superman say, "Later, Princess." She was left alone.
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Flash had a look of pure joy on his face as he came into the kitchen. Everyone one of the Justice League members was there except for Batman, who was on monitor duty. The Flash's mood was usually pretty good, but this time it was extremely good.
"Why are you so happy?" Hawkgirl asked.
"Don't you remember? He had a date yesterday!" Lantern said, snorting. "That's right," Flash said.
"Well, it obviously went very well if he's so happy," Diana found herself saying.
"That's right," Flash said again, looking in the fridge.
"Tell us about it!" Hawkgirl said, excitedly.
"That's right," Flash said. The members stopped what they were doing and looked at him. He had a dazed expression on his face. He wasn't really paying attention to what anyone was saying because he seemed much to preoccupied in his own thoughts.
"Flash, you're the stupidest idiot I've ever met and you smell like rotting fish," Hawkgirl tested.
"That's right," Flash said, finding a bologna sandwich and eating it slowly. Now the members were worried, and they all looked at each other. The Flash stumbled out of the room. They all bombarded on the Manhunter.
"I cannot tell you," J'onn said, after they begged him. "He would not appreciate it if I did."
"But he doesn't have to know that we know," Hawkgirl said.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot do that," J'onn said firmly. The members gave up.
"Ultra-Humanite just stole some diamonds from the Sears tower in downtown Chicago." Batman said, coming in to the kitchen.
"I'll go," Hawkgirl said, jumping up. "Lantern and Flash can come with me." She hurried off to the Flash' room. They left in the Javelin.
"So when's your next date, Princess?" Superman asked Diana.
"He told me to call him again. He said he really likes me, so at least we're getting somewhere," Diana stole a quick glance at Batman, but he showed no sign of emotion. Instead, he turned around and went back to the monitor room.
"I guess now we just need to hear it from him whether or not he's giving counterfeit money." Superman said. "Call him, now."
Diana groaned but obeyed.
Fitzryers: "Hello?"
Diana: "Daniel! It's Diana!"
F: "It's so good to hear your voice again. I got good news. I'm
back in Gotham!
D: "That's great! Listen, last night was so much fun, and I was..."
F: "Tonight, 8:00, Grand Cinema in Gotham."
D: "Ok, see you then."
F: "Bye beautiful."
Diana hung up feeling disgusted.
"I wonder what's taking the guys so long." Superman said, an hour later. He was talking about the Lantern, Hawkgirl, and Flash. The comm-link suddenly beeped and the Lantern's face appeared on it.
"Tell J'onn to prepare the medical bay." He was talking very fast and looked scared.
"What is it?" Superman asked. "It's Flash. He's...hurt. Badly."
To be continued...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Justice League, unfortunately.
Chapter 4
"You look hot...gimme a kiss! My name is Wally the Wally Wallster...I'll have a burger with extra everything, please."
Diana doubled back and opened the door to the Flash's room. He was practically shouting in his sleep.
"Hey! No tickling!" He said as if he were drunk, as she shook him awake. "Wha...? Princess?"
"You were having a dream, no need to thank me for waking you up," Diana said, as she marched out of the room.
"You're right! It happened to be one of the best dreams I've ever had," she heard him say as she closed the door behind her.
He was probably dreaming about girls like he did every night. Diana hoped that she wasn't in any of his dreams. As she walked to the monitor room for her shift, she remembered her date last night. She had kissed Bruce and it felt oh-so-good. In fact, while waiting for their food she kept licking her lips, as if she wanted another taste. When Fitzryers noticed it, she said that the thought of quiche made her mouth water.
The food was satisfactory, and after he suggested a stroll. They were ambling slowly along and talking about nothing when Fitzryers suddenly stopped her. He told her that he never felt this way about anyone before. He also asked her to visit him at his home in Gotham.
"You live in Gotham City?" She asked, unsuccessfully hiding the shock in her voice.
"The very same one in which the Bat himself resides," he said, almost scornfully.
"I know a person from there," she casually said. "Perhaps you know him—Bruce Wayne." Diana had noticed that Fitzryers stiffened a little at the sound of the name.
"We might've met once or twice on occasion..." His voice trailed off.
"I see," Diana said, hoping to find out more about their relationship.
"He seems very close to that Batman. I've met Batman many times," he said, in a bragging voice. "We're like that," he said, crossing his fingers.
"Oh, really?" Diana said, coldly. It was probably because Fitzryers committed many crimes.
"But, about Bruce Wayne...how do you know each other?"
"We're merely acquaintances," Diana said, lying through her teeth. "We met through my cousin."
"I see," He said. There was an awkward silence, and they started to walk again.
"Well, I guess I'll head home now. It's late," Diana murmured. He put his hand on her shoulder and leaned in for a kiss. Instead of giving him her lips, she gave him her cheek. He looked at her in mild surprise.
"I just...don't want to go too fast, you know?" Diana said, making up an excuse. He nodded, smiled, and kissed her on the cheek.
Superman was finished his shift just as Diana walked in.
"Anything new last night?" He asked, without taking his eyes off the screen.
"He told me that people on the Amazons were giving him business trouble," Diana explained, "which was a relief, except for when he said there was a rumour that his product was giving out a poisonous essence."
"I'll have Batman look into that," Superman said. "Did Fitzryers mention anything about Bruce Wayne?"
"He said they met once or twice. But he talked about Batman like they were best friends or something. As far as I know, Batman really doesn't like him."
"You're right," said a calm voice behind him. It was the Caped Crusader himself. "I've been looking through his criminal records and I found out some interesting facts about him."
"I need you to find out more about his products. I don't care about his criminal record," Diana said, feeling as though there were drums playing in her stomach. She had thought about him all night.
"Really? Well it might interest you to know that he pays his employees with counterfeit money," Batman said.
"How do you know that?" Diana asked. "Is he giving my people counterfeit money too?"
"He is. I know because Bruce Wayne told me that Wayne Enterprises found out from a former employee who was afraid to tell the police," Batman replied, calmly.
"Well, if we can prove that, there'll be no more Fitzryers' Microprocessors," Superman looked at him, as Diana started her shift.
"Still, Batman, I need you to find out more about his product," Diana said. She heard no reply. She just heard Superman say, "Later, Princess." She was left alone.
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Flash had a look of pure joy on his face as he came into the kitchen. Everyone one of the Justice League members was there except for Batman, who was on monitor duty. The Flash's mood was usually pretty good, but this time it was extremely good.
"Why are you so happy?" Hawkgirl asked.
"Don't you remember? He had a date yesterday!" Lantern said, snorting. "That's right," Flash said.
"Well, it obviously went very well if he's so happy," Diana found herself saying.
"That's right," Flash said again, looking in the fridge.
"Tell us about it!" Hawkgirl said, excitedly.
"That's right," Flash said. The members stopped what they were doing and looked at him. He had a dazed expression on his face. He wasn't really paying attention to what anyone was saying because he seemed much to preoccupied in his own thoughts.
"Flash, you're the stupidest idiot I've ever met and you smell like rotting fish," Hawkgirl tested.
"That's right," Flash said, finding a bologna sandwich and eating it slowly. Now the members were worried, and they all looked at each other. The Flash stumbled out of the room. They all bombarded on the Manhunter.
"I cannot tell you," J'onn said, after they begged him. "He would not appreciate it if I did."
"But he doesn't have to know that we know," Hawkgirl said.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot do that," J'onn said firmly. The members gave up.
"Ultra-Humanite just stole some diamonds from the Sears tower in downtown Chicago." Batman said, coming in to the kitchen.
"I'll go," Hawkgirl said, jumping up. "Lantern and Flash can come with me." She hurried off to the Flash' room. They left in the Javelin.
"So when's your next date, Princess?" Superman asked Diana.
"He told me to call him again. He said he really likes me, so at least we're getting somewhere," Diana stole a quick glance at Batman, but he showed no sign of emotion. Instead, he turned around and went back to the monitor room.
"I guess now we just need to hear it from him whether or not he's giving counterfeit money." Superman said. "Call him, now."
Diana groaned but obeyed.
Fitzryers: "Hello?"
Diana: "Daniel! It's Diana!"
F: "It's so good to hear your voice again. I got good news. I'm
back in Gotham!
D: "That's great! Listen, last night was so much fun, and I was..."
F: "Tonight, 8:00, Grand Cinema in Gotham."
D: "Ok, see you then."
F: "Bye beautiful."
Diana hung up feeling disgusted.
"I wonder what's taking the guys so long." Superman said, an hour later. He was talking about the Lantern, Hawkgirl, and Flash. The comm-link suddenly beeped and the Lantern's face appeared on it.
"Tell J'onn to prepare the medical bay." He was talking very fast and looked scared.
"What is it?" Superman asked. "It's Flash. He's...hurt. Badly."
To be continued...