A/N: Hiya! So I just had this random thought; people ALWAYS write fics about Dick bieng kidnapped, but what about Roy? He's an adopted son of a millionaire, too! (Not that people know about his relationship difficulties with Ollie, y'know?) So this what it's pretty much about.
Roy wasn't often left alone with Dick. Not after the two times he'd gotten him almost kidnapped... Oh well, that was about two years from now, so no wonder Bruce must have forget 'bout it, right?
It wasn't all that odd that the two spend time without Wally around. Not that they didn't miss the goofy speedster or anything, but Green Arrow and Batman were usually send on league business together more often.
More or less, this was the reason why Roy was now at the Wayne Manor, left to babysit a thirteen year old Dick Grayson.
Dick was really annoyed about the fact that Bruce sent Roy to babysit him. Not that he was complaining about Roy comming over, but he was thirteen for god's sake! He could handle himself! So right now, he'd been using the excuse that Roy and him were only 'Hanging Out' while Ollie and Bruce do some stuff to convince himself.
"You ok, Dickie?" Roy asked, noticing the teens dreamy attitude.
"Yeah.." Dick replied. "Just... Bruce has really got to know I'm thirteen!" Dick demanded.
Roy shrugged. "Bat paranoia." he responded.
"Roy..." he asked, his voice already taking a pleading tone.
Roy cquirked his eyebrow questioningly. Dick looked likehe was going to ask something and when the particular teenager wanted to asked something...
"Could we go watch-"
"No." Roy replied at once.
"But why!" He protected.
"Remember that time when your were eleven years old?" he asked, remembering the event like it was yesterday.
"Yeah, but that was two years ago!" He demanded. "C'mon! I'll wear my sunglasses!" he pleaded, already setting up his puppy-dog eyes.
"Fine." grunted Roy. "But I'm picking the movie."
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"So... what movie was it again?" Dick asked, as he and Roy walked passed the streets of Gotham.
"Child's Play." Roy replied.
"Heard of it... It's about that creepy doll that comes to life and threatens all the kids that ignore their toys, right?" he asked, with knowledge.
Roy nodded. "I couldn't resist seing it again. I just loved the scence when he threw that lady off the balcony when she tried to shut him down." Roy narrated, refering to Chucky.
The streets of Gotham were oddly quite. Actually, a little too quite. Roy would mummble stuff about the movie everynow and then, but Dick was deadly silent. And the memmories flourished when..
"Roy.." Dick said in a low whisper.
"Hmm..?" he asked. He was getting to the really really good parts when Dick just HAD to interupt him.
"I think there's someone following us, scratch that, I KNOW they're 's someone stalking us right now..." He told the red head, keeping his tone unheard.
"Darn. Did your glasses fall off or something?" he asked, knowing EXACTLY into how much trouble they were.
"No. I have them on. I think they'd recognized me somehow." he admitted
Ok this was really odd. It wasn't like people would recognize someone, much less Dick, without seeing his eyes. Cruds, even the team couldn't recognize him.
"What do we do?" Dick asked.
Roy sighed softly. "I don't know." He confessed, hating himself for even saying it. "But stay close behind. They're after you, after all."
The sound of footsteps was now clearly heard, and the familiar sound of feet tapping was considered.
"How yo' doin' Mr. Harper?" asked one out of three thugs who had turned out to be stalking to two for a while now.
"Would you like to consider your last sentance again?" Dick asked him a bit startled himself.
More startled than him, was Roy. Ok honestly, he had been kidnapped before, but that was years ago, and not at the rate of Dick's kidnappings at all. If you consider looking into the crime rate charts of Gotham and then Star City, there would be nothing to compare. Gotham's crimes were always atop. It always probabbly hasn't been on the news that Roy had left Ollie's shelter a while ago.
Two of the thugs got closer to Roy and Dick.
"Stay. Away. From. Us." Roy growled.
Roy looked back at Dick. They were apparently back to back now. Dick didn't seem too worried. He'd gotten used to the situations. But the fact that they were actually after Roy this time tensed him up a bit.
"As you.. partially wish, Ruby head." said one thug.
The other two thugs got closer. Closer to Dick. They each grabbed him by a hand, and Dick frantically swayed in the air, putting up an excellnt fight for his condition.
"Let him go!" Roy warned, talking a bold step towards the kidnappers. They were not doing anything with his little brother while he could do something about it.
"Easy there, Ruby head, Raven hair won't be heard, until and unless ya come with us." said one of the thugs that held Dick.
"Roy don't-" he was interupted as one thug slapped a hand on his mouth.
Roy was now sending Deathglares towards their three captors. But ok, what choice did he have? Why did he have the eerie feeling that something really bad would happen even after this? There really wasn't much at hand, and if Roy knew anything about Gotham, it would be that it's criminals would never hesitate to do anything, no matter what the circumstances, if it meant getting what they want. So if Roy didn't want them hurting Dick then...
"Fine. Just... don't hurt him."
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This day was not getting any better for Roy, much less for Dick. The chloroform, as Roy recognized the long forgotten chemical, had worn off a while ago. Apperantly, it had worn off Dick too. The thugs had removed his sunglasses, but fortunately after a particular conversation with Bruce about two years ago, Dick had learnt to wear lens everytime he went outside to Gotham when it was night. This particullarly helped him once or twice. The baby blue that was replaced by emerlad was effective, and has helped in many situations when it needed to.
Currently tied to poles, the archer coud help but check on Dick.
"You ok, Dickie?" He asked, checking.
"Peachy." he remarked sarcastically.
"So..." he said, his voicing taking an apologetic tone. "Common stuff?" He asked.
"Common stuff." Dick repeated in agreement.
"Just try to deal with it. It sorta sounds pretty cliche up to now." Dick said.
If this situation was any better, Roy would have smile.
"So... any idea how we're getting out of here?" Asked Roy, hoping to get out of the situation as soon as possible.
"Got that coverd." Dick said quickly. And as if reading Roy's mind.. "Remember my emergency comm, the one that I used two years back when we were in trouble?" He asked him.
"Yeah..." Roy replied.
"I kinda still have it." He confessesd. It wasn't his fault Bruce had a serious case of paranoia after all.
"So I'm guessing DaddyBats will come knock some heads off?" Roy asked, trying to make the atmosphere around them lighter.
"Not before PapaArrow murdurs someone." Dick responded.
"PapaArrow? Seriously?" Roy asked, groaning at the name.
"Hey! Ollie can be pretty paranoid too." Dick demanded.
Roy didn't comment back on that. "Besides..." Dick began. "Daddy was taken for Bats as in DaddyBats and Father was taken for Flash, as in FatherFast, there wasn't much option to go for expect Papa. And it kinda fits too." He declared.
Roy couldn't help but smile. Nothing got through this kid.
Unfortunately for Roy and Dick, DaddyBats and PapaArrow appearntly weren't there by the time the three thugs arrived.
The head guy, as Roy and Dick guessed, smiled a beautiful smile, one that showed all his yellow jagged teeth.
"So... the millionaire, and his fellow buddy." he growled.
"Roy?" Dick asked, as if he didn't noticed the three thugs comming in.
"Yeah..." Roy said, sensing a question comming up.
"Could we use plan B?" he asked in a pleading tone.
"I don't-"
"Plan B it is." Dikc interuppted.
"Stop the gossip, boys." the thug said through gritted teeth, seeming pretty annoyed.
"Why...?" Dick pouted almost innocently.
I think we all know Gothamite's aren't the nicest peole to begin with. The thug grabbed Dick's chin and lifted it up so he could face him.
"You had anything to say, Jet head?" he asked, his voice murderous.
" .Go." Roy growled at the thug. He didn't want that man anywhere besides Dick.
"You're making him angroy..." Dick mummbled.
That was OFFICALLY enough for the thug. With loud grunt, he raised his fist and prepared to get it down until...
" ...uh.. Ollie is not gonna like you doing this." Dick interupted. "Hey, Roy, remember last time something like this happened?" Dick asked him.
Roy did NOT want to play this game, but if it meant Dick would say unharmed... "Uh.. Yeah. Just like it was yesterday." he lied.
"I still couldn't figure how Ollie managed to hire Batman and Green Arrow."Dick said, making his tone sound bewlidered.
Ok, he would never admit it, but this was actually sort of... fun? "Tell me about it." Roy said, joining in as well.
The two other thugs were shaking, no literally. The head goon slowly let go of Dick's chin.
"Fine. You could keep your teeth." he said. "For now."
Of course, Green Arrow and Batman chose this specific momment to break through they warehouse's walls, a murderous glance on both their faces.
"The kid's were right!" said one goon. His tone made it clear he was trieing very hard not wet.
Batman and Green Arrow didn't need a second thought, and knocked the goons out in under a second.
"You ok, kids?" Ollie asked, once he was done.
"Yeah...If your definition of okif being kidnapped, sure, we're peachy." he said with his genuie smile.
"You're wearing your lens." Bruce pointed out.
It didn't take Dick a second to figure out what the question would be. "It's a PapaArrow matter." he said, grinning. "This was sorta good. I was beggining to wonder if the world knew who Roy Harper was, yet." He joked.
A small, hint of a ghost smile, touched Batman's lips.
Startelling even Roy and Ollie, Dick got up.
"When did you get yourself free, again?" Roy asked.
"When you were too busy being unconsious." he replied with a smirk.
The Dynamic Duco didn't say much, then. They just left. In civvies, as Dick was, they still left.
How they would get home, Roy and Ollie would never know.
"Dinah was nagging us out once we told her." Oliver pointed out.
"Not surprising." Roy replied.
"Roy..." Ollie asked in a soft tone.
"Hmm?"
"I should probbably be untieing you now, but do you mind telling me what's with this PapaArrow thing?"
A/N: Yolo! Hoped you guys enjoyed. It was really fun writing this, tho. So I'm pretty satisfied, cuz I think Roy should B kidnapped a bit 2. Whatayya say, Delyn?
Delyn: Fine by me. Hey Ambie, may I ask u somethin'?
Me: Sure Del, whatsup?
Delyn: Y are you using a character from your novel-me- in this conversation.
Ambie: I was... bored?
Delyn: Doesn't make sense 2 me.
Ambie: Me neither...