By 8:30, Nightwing had already handed the tips for the waiter.
"Umm, thanks for the...dinner," I thanked him awkwardly.
He smiled. "No problem."
Our таблица was by a large window, where we had a nice view of Gotham City at night.
"So...you used to work in a circus?" I asked the crusader sitting across from me.
He nodded. "Yep. The Flying Graysons."
Suddenly, a bright light caught my eye. Batman's symbol shone in the night sky, able to see anywhere in Gotham.
"That's the Bat signal!" I exclaimed, pointing at it.
Nightwing stood. "Yeah, I have to go. See ya."
He was almost out the door when I grabbed...

Balancing

Chapter 4: Two Sides to Every Story

Robin sat crouched on a gargoyle of one of Gotham's many tall buildings. He stared down at the city with narrowed eyes, waiting for some sort of chaos to happen. Cars zoomed left and right on the streets and pedestrians shuffled on the sidewalks.

"Having fun?"

Robin pulled a Бэтмен and didn't even have to look to see who it was. He'd recognize that voice anywhere. "Batgirl," he сказал(-а) curtly. "You shouldn't be out here."

Batgirl, standing on the ledge, leaned against the building wall. "Why should I let Ты and the old Bat have all the fun?" She plopped...

Mercy ran through the zeta-tube and into the mountain just as Batman, Superman, Flash, and Black Canary were walking in. “Am I late?” She shouted. Бэтмен glared at her, “They won’t be here for another hour.” He said. “Are Ты serious? I just rushed here all the way from Chicago, thinking I was going to be late?” She said, panting. “Why don’t I just burn my head off right now?” She trudged her feet over to where all the adults were standing. “So, what am I supposed to do for the Далее 3,600 seconds?” Superman, Flash, and Black Canary all looked at her with confused expressions....