A/N: Here's a way longer chapter just like I promised! Hopefully I can keep up on at least a page for the upcoming chapters for 2014 as well! Happy belated New Year's all!
"How is she?" asked Batman in his usual gruffness.
"She still has a few bumps and bruises here and there but otherwise she woke up fine-" replied Flash, only to cut himself off with furrowed brows. Immediately catching on, and undoubtedly curious, Batman demanded why he stopped. "Well, it's just that she's acting perfect. No questions, good behavior...but the weird thing is that she seems perfectly genuine!" he said in a frustrated rush, then continued in a more confusedly subdued tone, " Uh, that is, before Green Arrow came in with some get-well flowers. She completely lost it when he brought those in haha!".
Raising a questionable brow Batman decided to leave the laughing man to his humor and stepped around him to go into the the girls room. As he slipped through the sliding doors he saw her sitting on her bed with a laptop; he turned to glare at the Flash but got stopped by a wagging finger in his face. "Now now Batsy, the girl was a prisoner, and apparently experimented on yet has been nothing short of perfect for us, so of course she needs some sort of reward for putting up with all of this shit! Besides, everything she does on there is being tracked, so we'll know if she does anything fishy!"
"Hrm…"
Hearing a sight from behind Batman lazily turned his head to see Superman. "I don't like it either," he started, running a hand through his hair in frustration, "but he has a point and if Flash thinks it's fine then I'll give him the benefit of doubt. He has been around her longer than the rest of us have" he finished, pushing passed the man in black into the room leaving a stretched thin Batman trailing behind. Stepping into the room, he noticed that her back was to them, giving them a perfect view of what she was doing on the screen. She seemed to be looking at stuffed animals. "You...like rabbits?". She must not have heard them come in, or their mini-argument, because she jumped a little and turned around hastily but seemed aware enough to carefully close the laptop and place it in the middle of the bed next to her.
"Uh, ah...yeah…" she said, glancing at their faces before looking everywhere else but at them. Before either hero could think a thought she hurriedly refuted with, "I'm not a baby though!". This was adamantly said towards their red-clad companion leaning himself in the doorway.
"Hey! I told you already that I didn't mean it like that Princess! Jeesh, women!" .
Her shoulders dropped and she seemed to curl into herself more at the shouted 'hey'. Seeing this, all three mens eyes softened a bit. Flash quickly sped around the other two occupants of the room to make his way to the girl on the bed. "Hey hey hey!" he said hushedly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I'm not mad, promise! I've just had a long day is all! So don't go fading on me now, ok?". Superman and Batman caught on to these words though. Somehow they had forgotten about this little quirk of hers. Although she was supposedly a clone of the Kryptonian the only thing she seemed to be extraordinary at was being able to disappear or some such.
"No, it's fine. I just don't like yelling much. Desmond yelled at me alot. He also didn't let me do a lot either. That's why I was looking up stuffed bunnies!" she said excitedly, getting out the laptop beside her to show Flash her discoveries, Batman and Superman forgotten. After a few clicks she pulled up a page showing a stuffed rabbit the size of her almost. "Can I have this one if I do what you said?!".
"Sure kid, I made a promise, right? Why don't you save this page so we can look at it later and get started on that deal of ours so you can get it as soon as possible; how does that sound?". After getting her agreement in many excited nods, he turned to the two behind him. "We're ready. This is Superman, and the brooding person behind him is Batman!" he introduced them with a flourish of his arm. "Bats, Sups, this is Princess!" Batman and Superman looked at each other. They seemed to think the same thing; they seemed awfully close already; hopefully all went well. Neither man wanted to hurt the Flash; their friend has already been through too much already, yet he was treating the girl like he would a niece.