BlueJay and Nightwing |Fem Percy and Nightwing romance

IV

What's the f*ckin' situaaaaaation? Ok here.
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Dam it, dam it, dam it! You may be wondering why Percy is acting like this. Well, Nightwing decided to poof away somewhere, and naturally that was when Blockbuster and his gang decided to attack the city in the midst of a gang war. Batman seemed busy too, as he wasn't answering her pleas for assistance. I mean, professional courtesy is lacking in the ol' JL, eh? Anywho, Percy missed her grapple, lost in her thoughts, and started falling. Of course, vigilantes are always prepared for these situations, and the heroine whipped out her mini/backup grappling hook. She used it to swing off a light pole, which gave her enough time to load her primary one, allowing her to fall onto a rooftop. She lay there, physically, mentally, and emotionally worn out. She started crying, and it turned into shaking sobs. She was done. A new start, a new purpose, and new...work proximity associates. (😂😂😂I crack myself up! Anyone get the reference?) So that cheered her right up, note the sarcasm. She felt two hands on her, and her head shot up. As she was about to leg sweep the intruder, she saw alluring, deep azure eyes. She blinked, and they were gone. Instead, here in front of her was Nightwing, who looked like he knew he was in for it. She quickly stood up, fixing her ruffled and muddy clothes, rearranged her hair, and sighed as she turned to kill her associate. He stared at her the whole time, unnerved. She glared at him, and saw his Adam's apple bob, signaling a gulp. The glare turned to a smirk. Oh, this was gonna be fun—but they don't have time. She glared at him again before speaking.
"I assume you know the situation?" She crossed her arms and popped a hip.
"Yeah." He nodded, breathlessly. Ha, as if he'd actually come running. Actually, it did seem rather real. Did he run to her because she was crying? Maybe Ol' Bird Brain has a heart after all. She grinned to herself, forgetting Grayson was there.
Thinking she was crazy, Dick was worried.
"Uh, JayJay? You with me?"
She snapped out of her giddy thoughts, completely disregarding the nickname.
"Funny, coming from you. I've been saving lives all night! If you weren't off...doing whatever it is you do for a vacation, lives would be saved right now!"
His brows furrowed.
"Don't understand?" She continued condescendingly, "OK, let me put it in perspective for ya. PEOPLE THAT ARE DEAD WOULDN'T BE NOW, IF YOU HADN'T ABANDONED ME HERE WITH OVER 60,000 LIVES!" She huffed, and walked away, whilst Dick had two thoughts. One; 'She's right.' And two; 'Is it that time of month already?' He shook his head, and trudged after the self-made leader of the duo. He was subdued,–for now,–and they both knew it. An explosion sounded two blocks away, and Percy gave a frustrated scream. You could tell she wanted blood, and Dick didn't know whether to feel terrified or aroused. He cleared his throat, and said, "Listen; Jay. I'm here now. It won't be as hard as before, OK? We can deal with explanations and apologies later, but for now? We have a city to save, agreed?" He held out his hand for her to shake. She slapped it as if it were a 'high-five.'
"Fine! But you, Mister, are in for it." She got in his face, looking up at him of course, but she didn't seem to mind it, and Dick didn't notice. He was suddenly smelling an intoxicating sea breeze scent. Was...was that coming from her? He gained an awed look as he looked down at her, and she faltered. He looked so cute when his eyebrows did that thin—'STAHP!' Her brain yelled. She backed up, realizing they were within inches of each other. (It's Corona time!!!) Percy cleared her throat. This is getting out of hand, they need t—she was interrupted by bullets whizzing by her. She cursed and looked down to see Big Boy Blocky pointing a weapon at them.
"It's them! Get 'em!"
It's, to quote Marvel and the Thing, Its clobberin' time!
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Dick grunted as he landed next to Percy. They'd been up until 0400 hours playing peacekeepers between the two gangs. Dick had been clipped twice, hit with a metal beam, and punched in the face from Blockbuster. Percy was hit by a pretzel cart–don't ask–so that was the worst of her injuries. BlueJay put her arm over her shoulder as she led him to and took him down the stairs. What Dick didn't know was that they were going to Percy's apartment, where he'd owe her his life. Or would they be even? He didn~dizziness. He said, "jAy! bLuEjAy?!" Then he blacked out. The last thing he heard was JayJay curse.
"Oh shitaki mushrooms!"
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Quick important question:
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This is for a quad book story I'm starting. You guys might like it, might not. After Uncle Ricky took every god, the mythology department is lame and unoriginal. Maybe I'm just not open enough to trying a new series, IDK. I won't say anything about it yet, but I like it. Don't base the whole story off of this, but I'll tell you the protagonist's name; Riley Alexander Ralaheigh, a British orphan. I know, but tbh, the whole idea came from the name Ralaheigh. Don't worry however, this story, BlueJay and NightWing, and Partners, my other crossover, are my main priorities still. Ok, bye birdies.