Outside the Watchtower, the Earth looked like it was floating in the vast sea of space. The stillness was delicate, the clouds on the planet's surface drifting ever-so-slowly. An astronomer could sit here and be satisfied watching the stars forever. It was so…

"OH MY GOD, CAN'T SOMETHING HAPPEN ALREADY!"

Freaking boring!

Batman's angry glare stopped Cyborg from making any more unwelcome remarks.

"Hey guys, what's up?"

"Oh. Hey Beast Boy." Cyborg still wondered why everyone kept calling him Beast "Boy." The guy was in his mid-twenties, he had a stable relationship, and he was even leading the Titans. Wasn't it about time they dropped the moniker?

Batman remained silent as he continued fiddling with the controls. They were so close to a major breakthrough. This technology could provide a major advantage against interdimensional threats.

"What's this thing?" Garfield asked out of a combination of curiosity and that ever-present specter on the Watchtower, boredom. From what he could tell, Batman and Cyborg had been fiddling with something on the computer for several hours now.

"Me, Mister Terrific, Steel, and Batman have been working on this thing for about a year now. We're trying to harness a combination of cold fusion, Speed Force energy, and Green Lantern energy in order to achieve interdimensional quantum tunneling so we can capture transmitted electromagnetic radiation from parallel worlds."

Beast Boy gave a look remarkably similar to Raven's resting bitch face. "Vic. We've been friends for years now. What the hell makes you think I understood any of that?"

"We're tapping into the internets of Earths from parallel realities," interrupted Batman, hoping a short answer would make the young man go away. He had nothing against Beast Boy, he was a fine hero who'd done excellent work. But he could barely tolerate Clark on the best of days. The green menace was the last thing he needed as he was trying to manipulate the fabric of space and time.

"Oh. Why?"

Batman made a noise that was something like an angry grunt. They'd been at this for nearly 8 hours with no breaks. Somewhere, in the back of his head, the Dark Knight considered his options. After all, Cyborg was the only witness here. He could turn off the security cameras and just...

Before the Caped Crusader could throw BB out the nearest airlock, Cyborg intervened to save his best friend from impending doom. "We figured it was about time we take a more active approach to preventing and containing interdimensional incursions. Remember those wierdos from last month that showed up in Titans Tower?"

"Those really short, cartoony looking kids who kept on rambling about pies?" replied Garfield.

"When I say 'I like,' you say pie!"

"I like!"

"Pie!"

"I like!"

"Pie!"

"Sonic Boom?" asked Nightwing.

"Yup," concurred Cyborg, readying his arm cannon.

One blast of sound later and all that was left was ash and vapor.

"We shall never speak of this again," said Dick to all of the Titans. "Agreed?"

"Agreed."

The memory made all of them shudder, even Batman just a tad bit.

"Well we've realized that if we can tap into media sources from outside of our universe, we may be able to predict these so-called 'crossovers.'"

"Cool!" said Gar, genuinely intrigued by the possibilities. "How much longer until it's done?"

"Well, if this last adjustment works it should be done right now," responded Cyborg.

"Of course, we've said that over a dozen times over the last hour, so I wouldn't-" Batman stopped midsentence as he pressed a button on his keyboard and the entire Watchtower promptly shut down.

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"Okay, so here's what we know right now." Superman's voice kept everyone calm as they gathered in the conference hall.

Batman's voice could have the exact opposite effect depending on the context. "A project of ours went awry and we can't really ascertain how to restore it right now, but don't worry as we are certain it won't have any dangerous effects. We just need to keep people in the station right now."

"Why can't we leave?" asked Hal. Surely the Lanterns could evacuate the station.

"No can do," answered Cyborg. "The transdimensional resonator is extremely sensitive right now. If it's disrupted in any way the whole thing could go boom, probably with the force of a small thermonuclear device."

Booster Gold and a handful of other heroes looked incredulously at them. "Umm, half of us here could easily take a nuke to the face, and the Lanterns and magic-users combined should be able to keep everyone else safe."

"True, but we have no way to stop the actual detonation. So unless you're offering to pay for the next multi-million dollar space station I'd prefer it if you didn't blow up my stuff," answered Batman with a glare.

Michael Jon Carter, aka Booster Gold, was many things, for example: ambitious, grandiose, and stunningly handsome. However, suicidal did not make that list of adjectives. He promptly shut the hell up.

Wonder Woman was next to speak. "So what's the plan?"

"The plan is to do nothing," clarified Batman, "given how sensitive the resonator is we have no choice but to wait until it calms down. Now, this room is heavily shielded, so using any powers inside should be fine. However, until it's safe no one is to use any powers or abilities outside this station. No power rings and no speed force. No teleportation, phasing, or opening of any dimensional portals either, those require a certain level of dimensional alteration which the shielding can't block and the resonator can't take."

What followed was a fair bit of grumbling from everyone and a handful of suggested solutions, each of which was promptly shut down by the Caped Crusader.

"What if I just pulled the station into the Speed Force?"

"No, the amount of energy required would easily penetrate the station's shielding and blow the station up."

"What if I cast a spell of protection on the station?"

"There is a span of a few microseconds required for your spell to take effect. By then the station would already be gone."

"What if we called our people on Earth and just get them to extract the resonator for us?"

"It would take too long, and most of those people are currently busy. It's more efficient for us to wait a couple of hours for the resonator to settle down, rather than make them come to us."

"What if we used the Cosmic Treadmill? I could just go back in time a few minutes and warn you guys not to do this."

"We're not altering the timeline just to fix some stupid mistake that'll resolve itself in a few hours. We all remembered the last time Barry did that..."

"What if Flash and I combined our powers and-"

"No."

"What if J'onn used his telekinesis to-"

"No."

"What if-"

"NO!"

"Maybe we should see this as an opportunity," interrupted the Man of Steel. "Like a sort of team-building exercise," he said, with the sort of irrepressible optimism that betrayed his Kansas roots.

Such corn-fed happiness did little to quell some of the grumbling. "Yeah, team-building that we can't escape from, no matter how desperately we try," mumbled Arsenal.

"Isn't that all of our team-building?" replied Green Arrow.

"Aww, come on guys," said Black Canary, giving her husband a teasing look. "How about we head into the simulator? With everyone here we could have a battle royale!"

The Emerald Archer snorted in reply. "Yeah, the sort that Clark always refuses to do because they inevitably devolve into the same competition of 'who can take down Superman first?'"

"Okay, first of all, we don't do those because those melees do nothing to foster team spirit or cooperation," interrupted Superman. "Second, we can't do that anyway because the resonator triggered an electrical pulse that took out the training room."

Groans rang out from the assembled crowd of superheroes.

"So what can we do?" asked Nightwing.

"We could always watch something together," suggested Cyborg. "Before it conked out on us, the resonator was able to transmit some videos and such to our computer from another reality."

The League members all looked at each other. The collected group of people were easily the most powerful beings on the planet. Together they gave a collective shrug.

"What's the worst that could happen?"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This profile has been created for the express purpose of hosting this story. So I don't particularly care if it gets deleted. Reaction Fanfictions may not contain entirely original content, but on the other hand nothing on this website contains entirely original content. After all, that's kinda the whole point of Fanfiction, isn't it? Anyways, have fun. Let me know if there's anything these characters should react to. The next chapter will probably be "Death Battle: Goku VS Superman." See you guys later.