It took us a few minutes of silence for anything to happen.
"So, who wants to kick some assassin butt?" I asked, finally deciding that I could move well enough to go kick some butt.
"I want to, but are you even able to go with us?" Luce asked, since she was obviously was there as we were down here.
"Probably. I'll be fine guys, come on! Just let me go, and I'll be fine, or I'll take care of myself! I spent way too long being a hero in a dream, why not make it a reality?" I suggested, but before anyone could agree or disagree Bruce came down to us.
"If you win a fight against Dick, you can fight with us. If you lose, you stay here and give us information, like Oracle did. Deal?" Bruce said. I didn't have a problem with that, but I was curious.
"Out of curiosity, why not Tim?" I asked, standing up to make sure I even could.
"I'll tell you if you win." Bruce says simply, the gestures towards the boxing ring. It wasn't really for boxing, but it could be used if necessary.
"You ready?" Dick asked as we both stood in, neither of us wearing gloves or armour.
"Whenever you are, old man!" I taunted, but Bruce stepped in between us.
"Dick gets his practice Ecrisma sticks. He touches you, you lose." Bruce said, but that was an unfair advantage.
"What, I'm unarmed?? At least in the dream world I had a sword!" I exclaimed, suddenly not entirely ok with this.
"I let you use a sword?" Bruce asked in disbelief.
"Only if I can't hold my own. It was more so a support net, rather than a regular weapon." I explained, hoping I could convince him.
"Were you good at hand to weapon though?" He asked, and I sighed and nodded.
"Then you can do it now." He said, then stepped back. Dick had gotten the sticks, but they were only wood, not the real thing that would electrify me if they touched me.
"Still up for this?" Dick asked, taunting and uncertain at the same time.
I put a smile on and nodded. "Let's go!" I exclaimed, and that was all it took.
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It wasn't funny, but I couldn't stop laughing. Dick was still trying to touch me, but I was easily blocking him, even while I was cracking up. He had a smile on his face too, but he was also sweating and really determined to hit me. I couldn't get away from him, so we were circling close to the middle of the ring, me laughing really hard, and him trying to hit me. I don't even know why, but it was just hilarious.
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I had ended up laughing so hard I fell over. He didn't even touch me, I just couldn't stop laughing, and my laughter got Luce, Tim, and Dick laughing with me. Bruce was worried though.
"Let me test your blood." He said, standing above me while I was trying to calm down. I knew why he wanted my blood, but I still snorted when I saw his face. He looked so serious, it was just crazy!
"I haven't been Joker'd!" I got out in between gasps, snorts, and outright giggle bursts. Still, I gave Bruce my arm, then as he tested my blood, I covered my eyes and tried to stop. I think it was just everything catching up, and the only way to not start crying was to laugh. Plus, everyone was so serious, and everyone's serious faces are hilarious to look at!
"Em! Come on, let me win!" Dick said, bringing me back to what was supposed to be a fight.
"Come at me, bro!" I said, joking around but not getting up. I watched him raise an eyebrow, then he moved towards me. I let him get closer, then swept my feet under his, getting him to the floor. I flipped onto my feet, kicked one of the sticks away from him, and dodged when he went to hit me with the other one.
