A/N: Some Dick/Verena fluff (pretty much literally) as requested by sarcasmnsparkles.

GOTHAM CITY
SEPTEMBER 2, 2010
15:32 EDT

I took a big bite out of my cotton candy, munching happily on it until it disappeared in my mouth.

I held the stick of pink puffy goodness in front of Dick's face as we walked around Gotham County's county fair. It was created for the kids to have fun before school started back for them or to kick of the new school year before all the homework loads started.

Dick pinched off some of the sugar before plopping it into his mouth. "Aren't you afraid of getting fat? That's your fifth one and we've only been here for half an hour."

I frowned. "Are you calling me fat?" I jutted out my bottom lip, looking at Dick with wide eyes. Was it really my fifth one? I lost track.

"It is," Dick told me, reading my thoughts like he usually did. "And no, I'm not calling you fat, V. Shouldn't girls be worrying about their weight though? You're gonna buy out the stall at this rate."

That didn't seem like a bad idea. "Do you think Bruce would let me?"

A silence fell between us, and we walked, thinking deeply. It wasn't a bad idea, actually. Little kids ran around the area, screaming joyfully while we contemplated.

"I don't see why he'd say no…" Dick replied eventually.

I gave him a grin, making a mental note to ask Bruce later to buy me a cotton candy machine… Or maybe I'll just buy one for myself. I just have to ask for space.

He pulled out his phone and chuckled, reading a text. "Wally said he'll be here in an hour. He's got some homework."

I nodded my head before he typed in a response. While he did so, I looked around, spotting balloons. I grinned, spotting a barrage of nylon balloons with Batman, Robin, and me as Black Falcon. Kids were crowding around there and nudged Dick.

"Dick, I'm gonna buy a balloon."

"Alright," Dick nodded his head, still texting. Jeez. How long was his response to Wally?

I skipped over to the vendor, and after waiting a few minutes, eating my cotton candy as I did so, I finally got to him. I asked for one balloon, but before I could pay, two dollars were given to the vendor. I turned my head and saw Dick grinning at me. "You wanted one, right?"

"I was gonna buy it myself," I said, taking the nylon balloon.

Dick quirked an eyebrow at me as we walked away. "When have I ever let you pay when we're out together?"

"… Never," I responded.

"Exactly," he chuckled softly. "By the way, I ordered a cotton candy machine. Bruce said we can keep it in that empty corner in the kitchen. It'll arrive in three days."

I gaped at him, and the balloon almost slipped from my gasp at his statement. "Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed, before throwing my arms around Dick's neck.

He let out a laugh, snaking his arms around my waist. "I thought you'd like that."

"I love you so much, Dick!" I exclaimed happily.

His arms tightened around my waist. "Me too, V," he said softly. I was confused about his sudden drop in tone, but continued to hug him tightly.

We stood in the middle of the pathway, just hugging each other, basking in each other's presence.

"Dick?"

"Hm?"

"I'm out of cotton candy. Can we go buy some more?"

"Yeah. We can."

A/N: Okay, so I really love cotton candy. Seriously, ask one of my closest friends. I always have to get two or three bags of cotton candy when we go out together. I used to have a mini-cotton candy making machine. :| I wonder where it went... So like... if any of you readers are my friends in real life (I know a couple of you are!)... I wouldn't mind it if you showed up to school one day with a bag of cotton candy for me. :3 Anyways, leave requests/reviews~!