I twitched, trying to understand why I couldn't move my arm to scratch my nose that had been tickling me for a few minutes. I reluctantly opened my eyes, and saw two thugs in front of me, staring me down. "That's a comforting thing to wake up to." I whispered.

Then I remembered, I was stopping a bank robbery with Damian, and the last thing I remember was that something was sprayed in my face, something that smelled funny, and then nothing. "Oh crap." I muttered. "I got kidnapped again."

Suddenly, the doors flung open and Black Mask walked through, three thugs behind him. Black Mask glared at me, pulling a chair up in front of me, holding a gun in one hand, "Alright kid, listen up, I don't usually kill kids, it's been quite a few years since I have actually, and I'd rather not kill you-"

"Well, we're on the same side then." I interrupted, "I don't wanna die, you don't wanna kill me, so just let me go!" I wiggled my eyebrows slightly; making sure my domino mask was still on since my black helmet was gone.

Black Mask scowled, "But I will if I don't get the info I want."

"Oh, OK, why didn't you just say you wanted to know? When a Mommy and a Daddy love each other very much-"

"NO!" He barked, "I wanna know who the Red Hood is!"

"Why? Haven't you been humiliated by him enough already? Why come back for more?" I asked.

"None of your concern, now listen up, your boss made a fool out of me, humiliated me in front of the whole city! I lost territory, money, men, everything!" He barked, "So your gonna tell me who he is, where he lives, who supplies his weapons, everything!"

I smirked, "No!"

Black Mask growled, and put the gun barrel to my head, "Tell me, or my finger twitches."

I raised an eyebrow, "My finger twitches? That's the best you can come up with? Seriously? You make it sound like your high on pixie stix, and the sugar rush is making you twitch."

His eye twitched in annoyance, and I laughed, "Dude, did your eye just twitch? Seriously? Oh man you are high on pixie stix!"

"ANSWER THE QUESTION!"

"I don't know anything! I don't even work with the Red Hood. I just made a cheap copy of his name and costume! Now you answer my question!" I snapped, "How come I'm always getting kidnapped by the enemey, I mean, first Joker and now you? who's next, Penguin? Scarecrow? God forbid it's Kite Man!"

Black Mask growled, and shoved the barrel of the gun closer to my face, "Now listen here you little-"

I suddenly shot back in the chair I was tied to, and as I fell, I kicked the gun out of his hand. In mid air, I kicked my shoe off, and caught the gun with my feet, and then used my now free toe to shoot the gun, right into Black Mask's shoulder. I kept shooting while I was on the ground, hitting the thugs in the arms, legs, and several spots Dad had taught me that were non deadly, but still hurt very bad. As they laid on the floor, uncontiouse from the pain, I started wiggling, trying to get the ropes loose.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Damian ran in, seeing me on the floor, and everyone else uncontiouse, he asked, "What happend?"

I glared at him, "Would you just shut up and get me out of these things!"

He glared at me, "You seem to be your doing fine on your own." he walked out, closing the door behind him.

"Jerk!" I shouted, and continued wiggling until I was free. I groaned, and walked out of the warehouse, heading home, seriouley, why was I always getting captured?

TWO WEEKS LATER:

Kenya had come to the manor, and she was always pulling me into her room for tea parties with her and her stuffed animals. I was at one right now, not really liking it, but I couldn't refuse those big brown eyes anything.

Suddenly, I saw a small flash, and looked up to see Damian at the door, holding his phone, taking a picture of me sitting down to a tea party with Kenya and her stuffed animals.

I sprang up, grabbing him by the collar, and dragging him in. I quickly hand cuffed him to an empty seat, and stuffed one of Kenya's napkins in his mouth. "Look Kenya, Mr. Wayne has decided to join us for a tea party."

Kenya clapped her hands in glee, "Yay! Do you want some more tea Mr. Wayne?"

Damian shouted something, but with him behind gagged, we couldn't make any since of it. Kenya took it as a yes, and poured some imaginary tea into his little tea cup.

"So Mr. Wayne, how's life?" I asked, casually lifting the plastic tea cup to my lips and taking a sip of the imaginary tea.

He barked out what was probably an insult, but no one could understand it. "Well I'm sorry to hear that Mr. Wayne, I do hope it gets better for you."

Kenya smiled, and asked, "Justin, can we try out my new make up set?"

I thought for a minute, and smirked, "OK, we can try it on Damian."

Damian froze for a minute, and then began thrashing around, trying to get free. I quickly grabbed Kenya's fairy princess costume, and tugged it on over him, then clipped on the wings.

Kenya walked over with her make up set, and I asked her "OK Kenya, how about pink blush, red lipstick, and blue eye shadow?"

She nodded with glee, and we began applying, Damian struggled, but I held him still, while Kenya finished. I grabbed Kenya's plastic pink tiara, and put it on his head, and then took a picture with my phone. "Listen Damian, you better delete that picture you took of me, or this one goes on facebook, and to every person you know, got it?"

He glared at me for awhile, trying to see if I was bluffing. He groaned, and nodded, agreeing. I gave him his phone, undid one handcuff, and watched carefully as he deleted the picture.

"Good." I said, and let him go, he immediatly tackled me, and we started fighting. Kenya stood silently, watching us, until she plopped down in a chair, and smiled, watching was we beat the snot out of each other.

"You guys are funny." She laughed.

Suddenly, the door swung open, "What is going on in here!" Dick shouted.

We both turned to see him, and Tim standing in the door way. We stood up slowly, and I said, "Well, we kind of got angry, and started fighting... again."

Tim nodded slowly, "That explains it I guess... but Damian... why are you dressed up like a fairy princess?"

Damian pulled off the dress, and wings, and ran to his room, clearly embarassed. Tim turned to me, "I don't know what you did, but good job." He siad, smiling, and giving me a thumbs up.
I smirked, "I've got the picture on my phone."

"Send it to me!" He begged.

I nodded, taking out my phone and e-mailing the picture to him. "Just don't tell Damian."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DAMIAN... HAHAHAHAHAHA... FAIRY PRINCESS COSTUME *PANT PANT PANT* TIARA! *goes off into huge laughing fit*

Justin: OK, since Imaninja41 is apparently not going to be able to stop laughing for awhile, I guess I had better say 'see you next time on Jason Todd's Daughter, same Hood Time, same Hood Channel.' Good, I feel like a nerd now.

Me: The proper term is Geek! Get it right!