Hey again! Okay, I love all of you guys so much. Today I had a huge show of support, so I'll give you this as an extra bonus, then I'm going to bed. Thank you all for the encouragement. A special thanks to ImaniSechelles for reviewing like mad recently on my other story Life and jazzmonkey and Dextra2 and Lillianna Rider and just all of you, who I will list someday. I'm just looking at my list right now and it's a bunch of wonderful people. I am really tired right now. Don't own.

"I told you, its technology training."

"I don't know Dick… Bruce might get mad."

"Come on. I did stuff like this all the time. Now, as your teacher/older brother I'm telling you it would be beneficial to your knowledge and skill set." Tim sighed and gave in. "Okay. Just tell me how." An evil grin graced Dick's face.

A few minutes later the two were planted in front of the TV, laptops out, watching the secretary of defense give a speech about national security issues.

"Okay, we made sure we can't be traced, we successfully entered the server, now we simply input our data." Tim hesitated before continuing following Dick's instructions.

"What do I put in?"

"Use your imagination."

Tim thought about this before starting to type.

"And now, as we are continuing our fight we must put on our jester hats and laugh in the face of danger."

Dick snickered at the screen and motioned to keep it up. "Don't be afraid to stick in something really dumb." Tim continued typing.

"Our guns are like otter pops, a necessity for the American life. We need to follow the march of the otter pop welding piccolo player. Do not be afraid to be crowned the king of fools for doing this... Hey! Wait a second!" He finally realized what he was saying made no sense, and also made him look foolish.

"Took you long enough." Dick gasped out between laughter.

A string of curse words came as he yelled at the teleprompter and someone pulled him off stage. It was live news after all.

Dick finally looked at Tim and the two burst out together in laughter.

"Oh, his face!"

"What an idiot!"

"How did he not realize what he was saying?"

Dick patted Tim on the head. "Good job Tim. I'm sure this will be a press conference no one will forget."

"I'm not going to get in trouble for this, right?"

"Hacking a teleprompter? Please… I do this all the time."

It might be my tiredness kicking in, but I wrote this in like five minutes. I should be sleeping. You all go to bed! Unless it's already tomorrow for you...I am not going to think about time zones right now. Review?

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