"Wally, really, this isn't necessary," Dick complained, dropping himself into his bed as his phone clung to his ear.

"Uh, dude, as your best friend, and wingman, might I add, it's my job to get you a date!" He heard his friends voice over the other end of the call.

"And how do you even attend to do that?" He asked, irritated.

"Simple!" He said cheerfully, "We devise a plan where you and the Bat have to go to Metropolis, or, have Starfire and Supes come to Gotham!"

Dick scowled. "Wally... Geez, it would take me hours just to go through everything wrong with that idea alone. But to start off, firstly, how would you even plan something that big?"

"Well... I... Uh..." Wally's voice trailed off in the phone. "Sorry! Breaking up! I'll call you later with a plan. Bye Dick!" The phone call ended seconds after.

Dick sighed, tossing his cellphone to the side of his bed.

He thought about what other information he knew about Starfire. She'd been on Earth for about a year, and Kory Anders had recently been attending one of the high schools off and on in Metropolis. He supposed so she could adjust to the culture.

Dick eventually sighed and sat up, he stayed still for a moment, debating on whether or not to venture out of his quarters. Soon, he decided to grab and snack in the pantry and check what Bruce was up to.

As he walked into the manors large kitchen, he took note of Alfred tying Bruce's tie. For being one of the smartest men on Earth, he sure had trouble with the little things.

"Where you headed?" He asked.

"Meeting with Clark." He replied.

"Out of costume?"

"Said it was better that way."

Dick considered. "Did he tell you why you were meeting?"

"Something in Metropolis. Involving Lex, I'd guess. All he said was that the Justice League might need to me involved." Bruce answered.

"Mind if I come with?" Dick ventured nonchalantly.

"Why?" Bruce asked.

Dick shrugged his shoulders, trying to keep his face neutral. "Not like I have much else to do."

"School work?" Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"Nah, finished it yesterday."

"Then I guess you can. Get ready."

Dick raced off to his room, "By the way, I am not wearing a suit," he said, taking in his adoptive fathers appearance.
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"Are you sure it is alright for me to accompany you? I feel as though I will be intruding." Starfire said as they walked down the crowded streets of Metropolis, making their way to the local coffee shop that Bruce and Clark would regularly meet at.

Clark smiled at her. "Nonsense, Kory. This matter involves you just as much as me."

"Very well," She responded, nervously biting her lower lip. She was wearing a holographic ring that concealed her alien looks—skin, hair, eyes. Unlike Kal-el, who naturally looked human despite his abilities, she could not blend in so easily.

Kory had been on Earth for only a year, long enough to often fight crime, but in that time, she never had joined Bruce and Clark's meetings. It was always simple things that they discussed about the League. This meeting, however, was a bit different.

Soon after, they arrived at the quaint little coffee house. Of course, Bruce being Bruce, had arrived early. The two aliens stepped inside and made their way to the table.

Starfire noticed that Robin had joined his mentor, and was sitting next to him, scrolling through his phone.

Bruce saw them walk in and cleared his throat as they sat down. "You're late."

Clark sighed. "You're just early."

Starfire sat across from Robin, he had put his phone aside but had his hands set on his lap, staring down, zoning out.

Kory took the chance to study the boys features. His blue eyes were his most noticeable feature. Kory recalled the information Clark had told her about, his name was Dick Grayson, an acrobat, and he had been fighting by Batman's side very early on for many years after his parents were murdered and they tracked down their killer.

Bruce brought his coffee up to his lips, then lightly set it down. "So, what's this problem of yours?"

Clark sighed, "Lex, again. Three months ago, he broke out. Metropolis's police department have been keeping tabs on him since. He's paid to make his record clean. No warrants, currently."

It was Starfire's turn to speak, "Since his escape, there have been multiple of the break-ins at prestigious technology companies."

"The police say all the victimized currently work or once worked at LexCorp." Superman finished.

"But that doesn't make sense," Robin said, confused, as everyone turned to him. "To start, he's rich. He wouldn't need his workers to steal. Second, he owns one of the biggest companies in the world. I'd assume he'd already have access to whatever he wants?"

"Dick has a point, something isn't right." Bruce looked deep in thought. "What did they steal?"

"Not sure," Clark shook his head, "Police didn't give us the details."

"He's out to destroy something." Bruce frowned. "We'll talk to the League about it at the meeting later this well, assuming he doesn't strike before that."

"See you then," Clark said as he shook his hand and stood up to slide out of the booth. Bruce did the same, dropping money on the table as he stood up.

Robin gave a faint smile and waved as he went to follow his adoptive father. Starfire left the quaint little shop with Clark.

Sorry this chapter took a while to get out. I've been busy with school, and mainly just unmotivated. I apologise for this being more filler and shorter. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed it.