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Bats in Jump City (though not so much in Jump City anymore, eh?) Chapter 7:
Kitten was dressed in a dark stealth suit similar to Batgirl's (minus the cape, cowl, and big yellow bat) and it was black… NOT pink, BLACK. Surprising, no?
She ran up to Robin and kissed him hard on the mouth. Tim raised his eyebrows in surprise and gave a trademark smirk.
"Now, now, Robin, weren't you the one calling Speedy a player? You have more girls chasing after you than you can handle. You're a hypocrite, and yet your life is still way cooler than mine. Why?" He asked the heavens, or more accurately the roof of the train compartment.
Robin abruptly pulled away from Kitten and kicked her into a pile of crates. "My first and only date with the psychotic girl was to save the whole city from being devoured by giant moths. And it was the worst night of my entire life… that's including the night my parents died." Robin wiped his mouth with the back of his glove and repeatedly spit as if to get an awful taste out of his mouth.
"Kitten doesn't seem too bad at the moment. I mean, sure her dad's a pretty huge villain but compared to Cass's parents, Killer Moth seems like Pooh Bear. Plus, she's pretty cute. Not Starfire-gorgeous, but blonde-haired, blue-eyed cute," Tim remarked as the two bears began alternately attacking Killer Moth with their bo staffs.
"You haven't officially broken up with your girlfriend so I think whatever's going on now constitutes as cheating. And anyways, that girl is no kitten; she's a spoiled brat and a monster," Robin snorted.
Killer Moth then suddenly dropped to the ground, unconscious. Kitten stood behind him smiling sweetly, holding an empty syringe dripping a pink liquid in one hand. "Robin, shut up and listen or I'll release the poisonous insects Daddy wanted me to collect. And by poisonous, I mean they'll kill you in ten seconds. The point is… Fang broke up with me again." The blonde broke out into practiced sobs.
"Oh wow, what a surprise," Robin said sarcastically and added for Tim's benefit, "Fang is a giant spider with a human body attached at the end. Scientists still aren't quite sure whether to classify him as an arachnid or a human."
"Interesting couple," Tim remarked.
"Okay the REAL point is, I need a new boyfriend," Kitten finished.
"… yeah, and?" Robin asked, obviously bored.
"Well, it's either you or shorty over there," Kitten said impatiently.
"Oh, so suddenly a half inch makes all the difference? Nice to know how things work around here," Tim groaned.
"Be my boyfriend or I set the icky bugs loose!" Kitten yelled at Robin.
"Oh no, I'm not going for that one again." Robin jumped out and delivered a kick to her chest… which Kitten surprisingly blocked and countered with a punch so powerful that it caught Robin off-guard and knocked him into a pile of insect carriers.
"I'm tired of people saying 'oh it's just Kitten the brat, she can't do anything.' Well you know what? I CAN fight. I took lessons and if Robbie's not going to be my boyfriend, then… uh, other Robbie will go out with me." Kitten snapped balling up her fists. There was a wild look in her eye and it would be pretty easy to imagine her in a strait jacket (a pink one of course!).
"I take back everything I said about this girl; she is a monster," Tim called back to Robin (ouch, African honey bees…) and began fighting in earnest with Kitten who was… I hate to say it, but a pretty darn good fighter since she started taking precautions to prevent her delicately pink nails from breaking.
And sadly, Kitten was going to win this fight since she was a sneaky, deceitful little twitch (with a b) and did the whole point-over-the-other-person's-shoulder-and-scream diversion tactic. Cheater. She pulled out another syringe full of pink [am I the only one starting to see a theme here? liquid and slid it into Tim's neck, paralyzing him.
Kitten stood back and studied Tim. Yes, he looked exactly like Robin but this version was newer and more suited to her problems in height.
"Oh, Robbie-poo! I would LOVE to be your girlfriend!" She squealed as if they weren't standing in a compartment full of broken crates, buzzing insects, and her dad just barely starting to come to in the corner. Smiling with self-assurance, she kissed Tim on the lips.
"Yeah, and I'd love to go one night without having to stop a criminal from some insane crime or another but we don't always get what we want do we? Oh well, might as well enjoy it because, trust me, I will." Batgirl said emerging from the shadows and tackled her away, happily punching her repeatedly in the face. I don't think make-up's going to be able to cover that bruise! Finally deciding that the girl's face had received enough trauma, Batgirl took out a small silver ball from a pocket in her utility belt and squeezed it, allowing a gas to come out in front of Kitten's nose, knocking her out.
"Robin!" Batgirl said looking away from the hand cuffs she'd just strapped tightly around Kitten's wrists.
Here it comes, Babs is going to rush to Dick's side and probably forget about me standing paralyzed in the corner.
"Are you alright Tim?" Batgirl's face was inches from his own and she was whispering softly since Killer Moth had woken up (wouldn't want those secret identities coming out now would we?) to find that he couldn't move his wrists. "Don't worry, Tim, I'll have you better in no time."
"I could get used to this," Tim said through clenched teeth and tried to smile but (duh) he couldn't move his face.
"I don't think you want to stay paralyzed. It would probably put a dent in your school tardy records… a bigger one," Batgirl grinned at Tim's strange remark. She unclipped her utility belt then and started searching the many pockets for something.
Yes, and she notices me! Score! That's Tim 1…Dick 1,298…Aw, crap, Dick, I forgot. As much as the noticing thing totally works for me, I guess I've got to be the hero and tell her Dick's sitting in a cage full of extremely violent-looking insects. Crap.
Tim managed to get out the words 'Robin' and 'bees' before Batgirl looked up with alarm in her eyes, her task at hand already forgotten.
"Over there," Tim said glumly.
Batgirl frowned and bit her lip thoughtfully.
"Robin can wait a couple seconds," she said continued searching her belt.
That's Tim 2, Dick 1,298! In your face!
Batgirl finally looked into the last pocket of her belt and took out a syringe filled with yellow liquid, injecting it carefully into Tim's neck. He immediately collapsed as if still getting used to the fact that he actually had control over his muscles. Batgirl smiled warmly and helped him into a sitting position but was gone from his side before Tim could say anything.
Congratulations, that's another point for Dick. Tim sighed and realized how selfish he sounded. The guy's being attacked by over-aggressive bees. It'll be a miracle if he doesn't need to be taken to a hospital!
Robin was running from a swarm of bees angrily chasing him. It was pretty funny to see the leader of the Teen Titans covered in red bee sting splotches and scared like hell.
Batgirl finally caught up with them and trapped the bees back in a glass cage. Robin immediately dropped down on the floor of the train and went into anaphylactic shock (he started choking up and couldn't breathe). But of course Batgirl was already at his side surreptitiously handing him things out of her utility belt and blocked whatever was happening from Killer Moth's and therefore Tim's view. After a few long seconds, Robin's breathing regulated and he smiled gratefully up at one of his best friends.
"Come on," Batgirl said helping him get up and walk towards Killer Moth's direction. "Let's get out of here. I can't believe that I can't leave you guys alone for five minutes before you go and get yourselves paralyzed/stung by a million bees."
Taking something out of yet another utility belt pocket Batgirl slapped it on Killer Moth's head. The bow (the ones people stick on wrapped presents because they're too lazy to put a real ribbon on it) let out an electric shock and knocked Killer Moth out again.
She grinned in answer to the boys' questioning stares. "I wasn't kidding when I said we 'ought to give him to Batman as a present. We practically bust Joker every week so I've been steadily collecting a little memorabilia."
Tim, having finally regained control of his body, got up with a smile and they all walked back to their own compartment, leaving Killer Moth, his insane daughter, and the whole compartment looking thoroughly trashed.
Robin took a glance at the clock on Batgirl's laptop and sighed. "It's almost time for us to get off in Gotham. We'd better change back into civvies."
"Speak for yourself, boy wonder," Tim said as Dick looked up to see Barbara in a hoodie (hood pulled up to cover her eyes) and jeans while Tim already had the standard sunglasses shielding his sapphire eyes from sight.
They finally arrived and it was late and very, very dark. Something about late nights must have appealed to the heroes. It also made it hard to find their ride.
"Hey, Babs, look! It's Jerry, that guy who gave us our tickets when we were going to Jump City!" Tim said preparing to wave.
"Come on, idiot," Babs said amusedly. She dragged the two boys with her towards a parking area where the lamp post was broken and no light shown.
A figure stepped out of the shadows; slender, lithe, feminine with a strange gait. It looked… feline.
"Hi, Selina," Barbara said smiling. "Is he -"
"I'm right here." Another figure emerged from the shadows; tall, well-built, dark hair, blue eyes. "You look well, Dick." He smirked (Tim had to learn it from someone) sarcastically at the many bee stings covering his skin.
"Somehow I imagined this all differently, Bruce," Dick groaned good-naturedly.
Author's Note:
Hmm… I'm not quite sure what I should say. Did you like the chapter? I don't really know yet if I like it or not (I guess that depends on you). Anyway, next chapter: a long ride home to Wayne Manor with plenty of time to reminisce in the car. Review, please!
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