"Oh man, this bites," groaned Red Hood.

"Relax, Batman will be here soon, and he can find us," said Robin.

"'Cause that'll be fantastic. Just what I need."

"Both of you stop!" said Nightwing. "We're going to be down here for a while, so let's not argue. And Robin, hand over the flash drive. I need it."

"Batman needs it too," argued Robin. "But I don't have it. I thought you did."

"No I- Hood, hand it over," said Nightwing, crossing his arms.

"I don't have it; I thought the other one did."

"I don't have it! I dropped it!" protested Robin.

"Well someone here is lying," said Nightwing. He and Robin raised their eyebrows at Red Hood.

"Hey! I resent that! I say we search Robin," said Red Hood. "Let's start with the outer underpants."

"First off, those went out of style after Dick's first year. And second, I would know where the flash drive is if someone hadn't blown up a building and trapped us in the basement!"

"Well I expected to be gone by the time the bombs went off. Not my fault you guys had to be all 'stop being evil! Just let us love you! No? Ok, we'll kill him then!' I mean sheesh, pick an attitude!" Red Hood said.

Nightwing sighed. "Jay, we weren't trying to kill you, we were just trying to stop you from getting away with the flash drive. I need it to take down a street gang in Bludhaven."

"And I need it to stop a newly formed gang in Gotham," said Robin.

"Well I need it to take out Black Mask!" said Red Hood. "And what happened to no names in the field?"

"No one is here; we're trapped in a basement with the rubble of an entire building on top of us. I will call you two whatever I want!" said Nightwing exasperatedly.

"Fine. I'm gonna call you-"

"Am I old enough to hear what you're about to say?" asked Robin.

Red Hood grabbed his shoulders and then measured Robin against his chest. "You're like, only so high… Probably not. You're what, twelve?"

"No!"

"Well, I never claimed to be the world's greatest detective. Or the second greatest."

"I'm fifteen. Now give me the flashdrive."

"Make me."

"We'll this has been real mature, but I think I hear someone digging," said Nightwing, pointing up.

"Great! All I have to do is kill you both and search your bodies for the flash drive, then make my escape," said Red Hood, rubbing his hands together.

"But then you'd have an angry Batman do deal with," said Robin.

"He has some batarangs and a no kill rule; I have angst and some guns. I can take him."

"How about you give us the flash drive, and we'll convince Batman to let you go," suggested Nightwing.

"I don't have it!"

"You have to have it!"

"Well I'm glad you have such faith in me, but I don't have it, kid."

"Robin, are you sure you don't-"

"I'm not a liar!"

"Being a superhero kinda makes you one. Secret ID and all."

"You're not a hero, but you're still a liar."

"Tim! Cut it out! Whoever has the flash drive, just own up!"

"Hey, I am so not a liar, if I was, I wouldn't tell you that I thought you were a pansy. And I don't have your stupid-"

"Ahem."

Nightwing, Robin, and Red Hood turned to find Batman standing behind them, a hole having been dug in the rubble with a backhoe. "Looking for this?" he held up the flash drive.

Robin stepped forwards. "How did you?"

"What is this, the Bat-hoe?"asked Red Hood

"No, it's a rental. The Bat-hoe is at the mansion."

"Phfft. What do you guys have one of those for?"

Everyone else was suddenly occupied with looking at the ground.

"Guys? Now I'm curious."

"I…needed one to do some digging."

"Well you got all weird when I asked, so this digging was probably connected to me…. What, where you digging up my coffin to check if I was a bona fide zombie or just a clone like Arsenal?"

"…"

"I knew it," said Red Hood."Well, this was fun. Let's not ever do it again."

"Well, repeating oneself does get boring," said Nightwing. "Hey, why don't you come to dinner?"

"Nah, I kinda promised Arsenal I'd help him out with a family thing."

Batman stepped forwards. "If you ever need anything, we'll be here."

"Like some new weapons or for you to pay for something that got broken?"

"I'm not paying for everything you break; I'm a billionaire, not a trillionaire. I'd be bankrupt within the month."

"So what I'm hearing is occasionally." Red Hood said, shooting a grapple and swinging away.

"Have fun with that, Batman," said Nightwing, "I'll see you at the cave, Robin."

Batman hit a button on his gauntlet, and the Batmobile rolled up. "Let's go."

"Can I drive?"

"No."