stranger things | dick grayson

twenty

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tw: mention of death, violence, etc. just expect this warning for each chapter :)

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'If someone grabs you here, what you're gonna want to do is grab here, pull it to here, push this part down, and bring this one up here— right here,' Eleanor muttered as she slowly took Gar through a few self-defence moves. He had been nagging her for days to help him perfect his training, and today was the day she caved.

He nodded and cracked his neck a little as they both stepped away from one another.

'Okay, I think I got it!' He said and jumped in his place, shaking his hands and legs to warm himself up.

Eleanor nodded once and held her hands out in front of her, ready to allow him to try the moves on her.

Gar lept forwards and flawlessly recited the entire routine she had shown him, managing to pin her down with her hands above her head and his knee on her stomach.

'That was really good!' She encouraged with a wide smile. She was greatly impressed with how much he had learnt and perfected in one afternoon, unlike Jason who brushes her off claiming he already knew how to do it.

'Really?' Gar beamed and climbed off of her, extending his hand out to her.

She took it and allowed him to help her to her feet as she nodded  at him. 'You did awesome man,' she said.

'Bet neither of you can beat me.'

Eleanor and Gar turned to face Jason, who was entering the training room with his arms crossed and his usual cocky smirk on his face. They looked at one another and Gar shook his head, stepping back with his hands up in defeat.

'I'm not fighting anyone who was trained by Batman,' he told them with a chuckle and sat down on the bench to catch his breath.

Jason raised his eyebrows at Eleanor laughed loudly. 'Trained by Batman? Bruce can hardly land a punch anymore, old age has gotten to him. Bring it on bird boy,' she said as Jason laughed in excitement, glad she accepted his offer.

As Eleanor tied her hair back into a tighter ponytail, and Jason stretched his limbs out, the three in the training room were joined by Rachel and Dick, who had been too busy trying to move the lounge room around to bother looking for the rest of the team, who were all coincidentally in the same place.

'What's going on?' Rachel asked and sat down next to Gar on the bench, passing him his water bottle that was sitting on the floor next to her foot. 

Dick put two and two together quickly, seeing as Eleanor was rolling her neck and Jason was stretching his back, before stepping onto the mat.

'Listen, I don't think this is a good idea, you can get hurt,' Dick said in concern.

'She'll be fine!' Jason exclaimed and rolled his eyes but Dick turned towards him.

'I was talking to you.'

Gar and Rachel laughed loudly at the look on Jason's face. Dick stepped off the mat and let the two go back to their warm-ups, knowing full well he had no control over either of them. They had already decided they were doing this, there was no changing their minds now.

Eleanor mock bowed at Jason, which caused him to roll his eyes, before inhaling deeply and moving into stance. Jason lept forward and swung both his arms at Eleanor, but she ducked under them before she used her shoulder to barge him in the stomach. She wrapped her arms around his waist and planted her feet before she pushed upwards, throwing him backwards and into the ground, where she let him go and rolled onto her feet.