Toxic Merman (JonDami Fic)

Mission Succesful

Gotham Coastline
9:21a.m.

               The sun is up, the sky is bright, and the air is cool. Gotham Coastline, the sound of peaceful waves crashing against the shores, salty cool breeze blowing, small shellfish crawling and running about the sand, and so on.
               Above the shoreline, where the road was is where the Batmobile was parked and waiting there was Nightwing, a.k.a Dick Grayson and Catwoman, Selina Kyle. They were instructed by Batman to wait for him and the others when they return back with Damian. So that's what they did. Only thing is, they weren't expecting the heroes to take forever. Selina gave up waiting when the sun started rising. She decided to step onto the soft sand of the beach. She changed her uniform and put on a black bikini. To avoid too much exposure of her cleavage, she wore a cover-up beach dress over her swimsuit and a black sunhat with fake flowers over it to complete her look. When she was done, she walked over to the beach and found a perfect spot, just a few steps away from the shoreline and where there are no sand fleas or crabs crawling around. She pulled out a towel from her bag, lay it on the ground, and then herself on it. She took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag as well and wore them.
               Dick? He remained in his uniform while guarding and waiting for the heroes to come back.
               "God what is taking them so long?!" Dick Grayson folded his arms and leans against the doors of the Batmobile. "They said they'd be here around midnight... and it's already past 9 in the morning."
               "Quit your worrying, Grayson," Catwoman said in a calm tone while sunbathing on the shore. "It's Batman, he knows what he's doing."
               "So why don't you shut up, get out of those tights, and enjoy some R&R before they get back."
               "I can see you're worried just as much as me, Selina," Grayson said sarcastically. "I'm still surprised by the fact you keep a spare outfit hidden in the Batmobile."
               "What do you need it for?"
               She got up and turn around, pulling down her sunglasses to meet his eyes. "Oh you know... in case of an emergency... or special occasions." She winked with a suspicious smile.
               "You know what, nevermind." Dick blushed, embarrassed. "I don't need to know the rest."
               "What are you implying, hot stuff?" She raises an eyebrow but her smirk remains. "That Bruce and I would... do it... in the Batmobile?"
               "Judging by the way you winked and smiled, maybe?" He said, avoiding eye contact.
               She scoffs. "Well, now I know you're mind is no longer innocent as you always claimed." She chuckles as she lay back down. "Relax, I'm just messing with you."
               "Let's just say... I see something I want... and it's on the beach. It's not like I can walk to the beach wearing leather without catching attention now can I?"
               "So, with the proper outfits -- hair and makeup too-- a girl can blend in with the crowd and get the things she wants without attracting any attention to herself." She said.
               "Understand?"
               "Yes." He said. "Stupid but yes."
               "Says the man who's wearing tights all the time." She places her hand on the back of her head. "Well, not all the time."
               She chuckled in a way where Dick had to think what she meant... only to be annoyed and gave up at the end.
               He raises his chin up high into the air to take in the magnificent view of the morning sky. A masterpiece he calls it, fluffy as cotton candy clouds slowly moving along an ombre colored sky while the sun shining through some of them and the surface of the sea reflecting the sun.