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Disclaimer: Same as always. Young Justice belongs to DC Comics. But the fic is mine. Alllllll mine.

10:16 PM

"What on earth am I supposed to do with all these?" Robin mumbled to himself as he leapt from building to building. He had expected Artemis to try to sneak in some weapons, but not this many. Then again, he did keep forgetting that she was raised by supervillains. Remembering to hide a switchblade in her pocket was probably as routine as brushing her teeth every morning.

After making his way across the city with some difficulty due to the added bulk of his load, the acrobat reached a higher elevated tower. He landed firmly but ungracefully as his feet hit the rooftop with a clumsy thud, something a protégé of the Bat was never supposed to do. Robin just hoped that his sloppy landing had gone unnoticed.

"You couldn't have been any louder if you'd landed on a building made of bubblewrap," taunted a familiar voice with a small snicker, "Seriously, how could you possibly—woah, that's a lot of toys."

So much for going unnoticed. He dumped the stock of "toys" onto the roof in front of his feet and smirked at the red-headed girl who had just chastised him. "Oh shut up, Babs. Nobody else but you and Bruce would have ever noticed me just then. Besides," he told her, crossing the rooftop and taking a seat next to her with his feet dangling over the edge, "I kinda had my hands full."

"Where did all those come from?" asked his caped companion, her head still turned back to look at the pile of weaponry.

"Artemis. Honestly, how she managed to stuff that many crossbows into her skin-tight costume, I'll never know."

Batgirl gave a small laugh, "It's kinda a superhero thing, Dick. I mean, how many times have we been asked where we keep all our little gadgets?" She kicked her legs back and forth, like a small child sitting in an oversized chair. "I'm just lucky that it's my job to do the laundry and not Dad's; I swear, I've found one too many batarangs that I'd forgotten to take out stuffed in my clothes."

"Can't say that I can relate," he replied, lying back with him hands under the back of his head, "Things like that aren't really problematic when your guardian himself sleeps with four or five under his pillow."

"That really doesn't surprise me," she said flatly. It was so sad, so true, it wasn't even funny to them anymore. "So," she started, trying to change the subject before it had a chance to depress both of them, "You think they even have a chance of finding us?" Typing something into the buttons on her glove, a holoscreen emerged in the empty air in front of the two sidekicks. The camera was angled down on a lower level building, following the group of costumed teens as they slowly made their way across the roof.

Robin almost snorted. "When they don't even know that we have complete hacking glory of every security camera in Gotham, as well as our own mentor's specially-placed BatCams? Please, they don't stand a chance." He paused considering what he'd just said then added, "Then again, my team has a knack for surprising people. If anyone stands any chance against our combined forces, it's those guys." He smiled up at her mischievously, "But I do hope they last awhile, especially with the fun we've got planned for them. You did manage to collect the necessary 'ingredients' for our plan, didn't you?"

"Ha! What do you take me for, Robin? Of course I got them," she turned back to the screen before finishing her sentence, "And more."

Robin lifted up his head to look at his best friend. He knew that tone, and he knew that look, and he was officially a little scared for his friends. Wally had been right; they really had no idea what they were getting themselves into. "Babs... What did you do?" he asked cautiously, removing his domino mask to look her in the eye. He might as well; other than Wally, she was the only person he was allowed to totally drop his guard around.

Barbara Gordon followed his lead and pulled down her cowl, freeing her scarlet hair to fall delicately around her cheeks. With a smirk, she pointed at the holoscreen and told him, "Just keep watching, Boy Blunder. You'll know it when you see it."

The cool night breeze suddenly shifted direction, only for a second, a second that the average person would have ignored or left unnoticed. But Dick and Barbara had never been 'normal', even before donning the cape and taking to the streets. "Hey, Wally," they called out simultaneously without even turning back to look.

Wally huffed in annoyance as he strode over and sat down next to Barbara, dumping one of the two ridiculously oversized tubs of buttered popcorn he was carrying into her arms. "Really, guys? I wasn't even trying to sneak up on you, and it still bugs the hell outta me when you do that creepy 'eyes-in-the-back-of-your-head' thing." He gave another aggravated sigh before just letting it go and asking through a mouthful of popcorn, "So, what'd I miss?"

"Nothing yet. We're just letting them wander around for a bit first, let them clean up some of the street scum for us, and then that's where the fun begins."

"And it looks like they've leapt right into the lion's den already," Robin laughed at the screen, taking a greasy handful of popcorn from the bucket in Bab's lap, "Are we really the only ones able to recognize the signs of a gang headquarters and effectively avoid it? What on earth have the other Leaguers been teaching these guys?"

"The problem is that most of the League members don't know how to either. You know that," Barbara reminded him.

Wally looked at her curiously. "What do you mean?"

She took a bite of popcorn before elaborating on her explanation. "Most cities don't have as many or as large of gangs as we do, and even then, theirs are always a little more obvious. So, most superheroes can't handle crime like this in Gotham. Why do you think Bruce never lets anyone else fight in Gotham without him there? He lets me and Dick roam around the city freely, but even the other Leaguers get a firm "Bat Talk" if they so much as take down a purse-snatcher on the outskirts of town."

Robin's smile widened and he jumped in to add, "Yeah, one time, Superman wasn't listening to him, and Bats got so pissed off that he handcuffed their wrists together for the rest of the mission. Obviously, with the Krytonian ego and all that, Big Blue spent most of the time flying around in loops and swoop-diving at every metal flagpole he could find."

Batgirl snickered, remembering the scene all too vividly. "Now that was one night I will never forget. We were laughing so hard that we couldn't breathe properly for nearly 10 minutes after they landed and Bruce slapped the Man of Steel in the back of the head."

Wally just stared at the two of them as they broke into another fit of giggles from just the memory. "Wait. You were watching? The entire time? Did you, ya know, ever think about trying to help your mentor out of being bashed around like a bat-shaped ragdoll?"

Dick snorted as he tried to keep from bursting into laughter, "Yeah right! We were a little too busy recording his face as he slammed straight into a pot planter. It took him a good 20 seconds to pry that thing off his head!" They couldn't take it any longer, and they both sputtered into a fit of cackling and guffawing until they were teary eyed.

"You two are evil." Watching the Batkids crying with laughter, Wally understood why Batman had only let Robin join the team and not Batgirl; it was because the two of them together made a very dangerous duo, and no hero would be safe from their antics. Sure, he was known for his pranks, but that was only by the people who had never been 'Bat-trapped'. These two were the true evil masterminds.

The speedster turned his attention back to the holoscreen. "It doesn't look like they're fighting that gang," he pointed out to the other two.

Resuming composure, Robin looked up to survey the situation. "I think Kaldur's attempting to talk them down and then make a break for it. In their current situation, that would be the wisest plan of action."

"But that's soooooo boring!" Wally whined in between mouthfuls.

"Well, I guess we can intervene a little at this point," Barbara decided on random, also starting to get bored with the slow pace, "Don't wanna make it too easy for them."

Dick raised an eyebrow at his partner. "And how are we going to do that from here? It's not like this was part of the plan."

"Simple. We just send out our little errand boy to handle that part."

Wally looked up quizzically from his already half empty tub, butter smeared across his face. "Errand boy? Who—Oh, no. No. No way! I am NOT dirtying my hands any more than I already have! My girlfriend will already kill me just for watching her suffering, and I don't even wanna know what she'll do if she finds out I took part in your little tricks!"

"Well, you've already incriminated yourself in her eyes, so you might as well keep going," Barbara tried to persuade him, "Besides, if you run as fast as you claim you're able to, then no one will even know it was you."

Wally considered her words, though he still looked incredibly unconvinced. "Fine," he sighed tiredly, "What do I have to do?"

Barbara tossed him a comlink and explained, "I'll instruct you over that as you go. Now hurry up, or we'll lose our chance!"

Wally smoothly caught the tiny black mechanism and stuck it in his ear with another sigh before taking off across the roofs.

"You're just getting back at him for that time he plastered your locker with fangirly pictures of himself, aren't you?"

"Well, duh. I can't believe he actually thought he was getting out of this unscathed," she smirked as she shoveled some popcorn from Wally's tub into her mouth. Robin couldn't stop snickering; Batgirl knew as well as he did that Wally hated people eating his food, and she was obviously relishing revenge in every bite.

"You're really enjoying this," he stated rather than asked.

The redhead turned a wide grin on him. "Oh, you know I am."

Robin laid back down with a chuckle. Batgirl; the only other person in the world with my sense of humor.

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