So, before we got into the story, I just wanted to thank @pixiebootslover for all the comments. I can't believe I have almost 200 views! Thanks GrayBat shippers. Stay whelmed.
Dick's POV
Not a single mission today. None. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Worst of all, Babs and I are staying at the tower for the weekend.
Babs grabs a pile of cards of the monitor, and pulls me to the kitchen table. She begins shuffling the cards, which is the most annoying sound in the world.
"Stop it! What're you doing?" I cry.
"Playing snap with you."
"We haven't played that since we were in the fifth grade." I argue. She continues to shuffle the cards.
"Fine! Fine. Fine I'll play, just stop that noise!" Babs deals the cards.
It's been nearly an hour, and Babs is beating me 38-14. Gar has lost all of his allowances to Tim and Connor already, and Jaime and Virgil have been inducted into M'gann's makeshift cheer squad. Lacking the cheer. Artemis and Wally are busy in the kitchen. For once, Artemis is embracing her Vietnamese side, and cooking us some delicious food, Wally disappearing and appearing with various ingredients. Even since he came back from the dead, he's gotten as fast at the Flash. Maybe even faster!
"You're going down, Boy Wonder." Babs laughs. We're having our final round. It's been four hours. The score is tied 146-146.
"Not on your life, Bat-chick." I say, moving my cards as fast as I can.
"Sure. I think I've one because-SNAP!" She yells, before I can react.
"Food for all! Except Wally because he's eaten half the wontons already!" Artemis yells.
I find Babs in the Gym. Neither of us can sleep.
"Sup." I say quietly.
"Nightmare?"
"Yeah."
"Me too." She says, doing one handed push ups.
"Wanna practice maneuverer 7?" I ask smugly. Babs pecks me on the cheek.
"There. Now, get in position for maneuverer 3."
"And who said I ever wanted to train?"
"Me." She said, before flipping me into my back. I wrap my legs around her, flipping her over too.
We lie on our backs, giggling quietly, before Babs gets a call on her normal phone.
"Dad?...I'm with the Wayne's...maybe...yes he did...calm down, he's a boyfriend, not my husband...ok...sure...I'll be home in twenty minutes...thanks...okay, bye, love you Daddy." She says. "My dad. Wants me home tonight. Said you can come with. We're going to the beach early tomorrow." I nod.
"Ok." Babs steps into the tube.
"Scramble my atoms already." She demanded.
"Is that a sexual comment, just my wishful thinking?" I grin.
"Shut up, Grayson." Babs laughs.
