No!" Cried Red Hood. "I thought you hated him Jason," said Nightwing. "Not that much, him dead was all I wanted, maybe if he was just shot in the head but this type of torture isn't right," replied Red Hood. "Yeah, well, we can't just stand here and do nothing," said Nightwing. "We should eat something, sadly there's nothing to eat," said Red Hood. "Munch munch" "What's that" said Nightwing. "No clue, hey! Is that Robin eating a chicken wing, wait its plural, chicken wings with sauce on it, smells like honey garlic!" "Bang!" Robin collapsed to the ground. "What are you thinking!?!?" Yelled Nightwing. "He was hoarding the food!" Replied Red Hood. "Master Todd, how could you?" Said Alfred. "Oh. So you're complaining," said Red Hood. What happened next couldn't be true.
