MINUTE 0 TO 59
"Ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety nine bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around- ninety eight bottles of beer on the wall!"
Hawkman sighed- he really hated this song.
"Hey, just be glad they didn't decide to rip money." Superman said calmly.
Batman sighed, as well. "Let's hope they don't sing the whole time..."
"Ninety six bottles of beer on the wall, ninety six bottles of beer!"
Green Arrow sighed. "Think we can just... walk away, and come back in twelve hours?"
"No. They might get hurt or something, you can't just leave small children in a vault..." Batman said.
"I am not a child! I'm a teenager!" Roy yelled, before he rejoined them. They were are ninety four bottles of beer, now.
"Right..." Oliver mumbled. It was going to be a LONG twelve hours.
They sang all the way down to -11 bottles of beer, until Wally mentioned that having negative beer would mean that someone was probably puking the beer back up, which grossed them all out into silence.
HOURS 1-2
Silence. All the leaguers had forgotten the sweet reprieve of wonderful, blessed silence...
"Oh my gosh- they're quiet! They must be dead!" Flash yelled, clawing at the vault door frantically."I'm going to vibrate myself through!"
"What's the point? You'll just have to vibrate back out, you can't vibrate their molecules with you..." Hawkwoman said.
"Wow. You were right, they really did freak out at sudden silence." Wally whispered. Roy nodded serenely from where was sitting, knees pulled back against his chest, in the back of the vault. He put a finger to his lips...
He wondered how freaked out they could get the leaguers by being out of sight, behind the vault doors, in the back of the safe, behind the currency, and most of all, being silent.
"Kids? You alright in there?" Superman asked, feeling panic rise within him. It showed in his voice. The kids all grinned and pressed there hands to their mouths to contained the giggles of laughter at there freaked out mentors...
"Very funny, Roy. I know you're just doing this to freak us out. It won't work." Oliver said.
The kids all looked shocked, but Roy shook his head, still motioning for them to remain silent.
When the silence broke the five minute mark, the leaguers really began to worry. Then there was a crash as Wally accidentally knocked over a pile of currency, and they all stared, wide eyed...
"What was that!?" Batman demanded, though he, too, sounded concerned.
Oliver simply gawked, looking incredibly worried.
"Areyouguysokay!? Say something, say something, please!" Flash yelled, frantic, and they burst out laughing.
"Okay, that was SO not funny! We thought you were dead!" Oliver said, kicking the door of the vault to show his frustration. The kids simply laughed even harder. They'd fallen into the pile of money, clutching their aching sides from laughter...
Oliver sighed, though he smiled slightly, as did Batman... It was good to hear their laughter after the silence...
"I'm BORED!" Wally said finally.
"Money fight!" Dick said, tossing a handful of the mixed bills at Wally.
"Money tornado!" Wally yelled, running in a circle until the money swirled around them from the wind he was making, except for a few pallets of bundled, stacked currency to the right...
"Cool! It's like a rainbow of awesomeness!" Scarlet said, grinning.
"Ahh!" Roy's pained scream seemed to echo. "Paper cut, paper cut! Wally, stop!"
"That's what you get for going sleeveless." Dick said as Wally stopped running. Roy clutched his wounded arm and shot Dick an annoyed glare.
"IIIIIIIIIIII KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES! I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES! AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES!" Scarlet said. Instantly, Wally joined her in repeating the song, and eventually Dick joined in, and finally, Roy, who was shaking his head and grinning...
"WE KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES!" they chorused.
"Oh Hera, they're SINGING AGAIN." Wonder Woman said, face palming.
"Just roll with it." Flash said, sighing. "Just roll with it."
HOURS 3-4
"How long have we been in here?" Dick asked. He was starting to get really, really antsy.
"Three hours. You've got nine more." Batman said.
There was a sigh from behind the door, then Scarlet's bright voice. "Hey guys! I made a paper airplane out of money! See?"
Followed by Roy's, "Ow! My eye!"
"That wasn't supposed to happen..." Scarlet said, sounding apologetic.
"I'm getting tired if getting hurt by you guys..." Roy grumbled.
"Let's make a paper airplane airforce!" Wally yelled, and instantly there was the sound of dollar bills creasing and paper rustling...
"I call the russian money! Soviet Vrussia vill rule!" Wally yelled.
To which Scarlet replied something in Russian, totally freaking Wally out.
"W-what did you just say?" he demanded.
Scarlet laughed, and Dick replied with something equally as Russian.
"Oh my gosh, Barry, HELP! They're Russian spies!" Wally yelled.
"We are not. We just speak Russian." Scarlet said, tossing a plane from the paper airplane airforce. Roy looked slightly surprised.
"You two are fluent?"
"Well, yeah. We spent a year touring it, and then we crossed through the border like six times on our way back to France and Europe, so we picked it up..."
"Where have you guys been?" Wally asked, looking interested.
"A better question is where HAVEN'T we been. Russia, France, Europe, Canada, USA, Italy, Ireland, Scotland, Greenland, Germany..."
"Cuba!" Scarlet added.
"We weren't SUPPOSED to be in cuba, but, yeah, we got separated in the airport and took the wrong plane..." Dick said, and Roy stared.
"How old were you?"
"Well, I was six and Scarlet was three, so we couldn't really figure out which flight to get on once the crowd separated the circus crew..." Dick said calmly.
"I think I remember that. Didn't we end up in that ghetto motel for the night?" Scarlet asked.
"Yeah, we did, until the whole circus flew back in the next day. The Cuban authorities had no idea where we went, though, but they had one of the wolves they used in the acts track us down..."
"No way. You're lying." Wally said, crossing his arms.
"I'm not, you can google it. There was a huge press frenzy over it and they improved airport security measures and stuff after that." Dick said calmly. "And the circus never came back to Cuba..."
"Are you guys serious?" Flash asked, sounding shocked.
"You think I'd make something like this up? Google Graysons 2003." Dick said, and Batman chuckled, looking at the headlines that'd popped up on his wrist computer. "He's right."
"And the worst part is, we didn't even speak Spanish. And while we were walking to the motel, this shirtless dude comes running up to us screaming like a madman..." Dick said.
"Oh my gosh, what did you do?" Wally demanded.
"Well Scarlet freaked out and kicked him, he screamed something about being Penguino, and we ran. And THAT is why we hate Cuba." Dick said. "It's kinda funny in hindsight, but the motel we were in was old and abandoned, and we kept hearing gunshots all night, so it was kinda scary..."
"I didn't hear any gunshots." Scarlet said, looking confused.
"Because you fell asleep. I stayed up all night, making sure no one tried to come in... there was no lock on the door, and we were too small to move the bed in front of the door or anything..."
"They always were a magnet for trouble." Batman said in response to the shocked looks the leaguers were giving him. "Even before they were heroes."
HOURS 4-5
"I'm so BORED!" Wally yelled.
"Where'd Scarlet go?" Roy asked, looking around.
"Up here-ahhh!" Scarlet yelped as the large pile of currency she'd been standing on fell, and she face-planted on the ground with a crash...
"Scarlet!" Roy waded through the currency and turned her over...
"Oh my gosh, she's bleeding!" Wally yelled, staring at the blood that was on the currency...
"What's happening!? Scarlet, answer me!" Batman yelled, slightly frantic. A muffled sob sounded from inside the vault and
Batman froze, feeling the terror and helplessness of a desperate father well up within him. His baby was hurt, trapped in a vault, and there was no way he could get to her...
"Dick, give me some of your cape to stop the bleeding..." Roy ordered, pulling Scarlet onto his lap. "Where'd you get hit, Scarlet?"
Scarlet spit in reply, and a tooth landed on the floor.
"Sweet! She lost a tooth!" Dick said, trying desperately to cheer up his obviously shaken sister as Roy held the bloody cape corner to her mouth.
"The tooth mouse will come now, right?" he asked, holding up the slightly bloody tooth, and Scarlet nodded hesitantly, still holding onto Roy...
"The tooth mouse?" Wally asked, dumbfounded.
"Yes! The little mouse that comes to take your teeth away!" Dick said, punching Wally in the arm. The fierce expression on his face dared him to tell his sister the tooth mouse wasn't real, barred teeth showing he'd tear him limb from limb if he did...
"Oh! The tooth mouse!" Wally said, playing along as he rubbed his arm, though he was completely lost. "Yeah, the tooth mouse, I thought you said... tooth louse..." he said lamely.
"So did I. But, hey the tooth mouse will come, right?" Roy asked.
"Yeah, I guess..." Scarlet said, looking less pale than she had a moment ago.
"Wait. Is everyone alright?" Flash asked.
"And who's the tooth mouse?" Oliver asked, looking confused.
"Oliver doesn't know who the tooth mouse is because... because he's from Canada!" Dick said, thinking fast.
"Everyone's fine!" Roy called out.
Oliver stared. "I'm from Wash-" But Batman had slammed his gloved hand over Oliver's mouth.
"Scarlet was raised in France for awhile, where they believe a little mouse cane and took the teeth you lost. Now shut up." Batman hissed, fierce in Daddy Bats mode again.
"Ugg. My mout id all blooty," Scarlet lisped, and Roy had ti smile at her cuteness.
"It'll stop in a minute, birdie." He assured her.
"I bort." Scarlet muttered.
"What?" Flash asked.
"She said she's bored." Dick said.
"This means war! Thumb war, that is!" Wally yelled, and Scarlet giggled as they circled, ready to thumb-war. Roy watched the boy's theatrical performance, watching from where Scarlet was settled in his lap, and smiled wearily. Only seven hours to go.