Ughhhh I need to stop uploading new stories while I still have other chapter ones up. I know, I know, but I have so many sitting in my documents and I know if I don't upload them then I'll never feel the need to finish them.

This one should be ok... I had a good thing going for a while, but then I confused myself... you'll see that in later chapters if I don't rewrite them. It was between this and another story I have which actually is more put together than this one. I just really liked the beginning of this one because it reminded me of the old Adam West Batman version. :D I'll probably upload the other one tomorrow so you guys can see which one you like more.

Reviews are loved, as always.

I do not own any of these characters.

The chirps of crickets were heard from outside the Wayne Mansion walls. The moon beamed a small light off the windows, lightings some of the furniture. There were faint coos of owls from the forest and the light sound of dripping water from the kitchen sink.

Someone who would not know the true identities of the Wayne Family would not be surprised by this. It was nearly 12 o'clock in the morning and although the city of Gotham itself was booming with the loud music of night clubs and yells from people on the streets, the billionaire Bruce Wayne would be untouched by all this commotion.

Of course that someone who did not know the true identities of the Wayne Family would be wrong.

"Riddle me this!" The Riddler's voice sprung out of his green covered body, as his larger and more sane guards went to all the concurs and demanded money.

"What is green and is more insane than the Joker himself?!" he continued, as he strolled through the red carpeted bank lobby. He then reached his arched cane over, piercing the point through an innocent bystander's jacket. He pulled the man to him and snatched him up by the cuff of his shirt.

"Well?" He chimed, his eyes staring at the terrified man's face.

The chestnut-haired man put his hands by his face, shaking.

"Don't hurt me, man! I have a wife and three kids!" He argued, beads of sweat forming above his brows.

The Riddler frowned and flung the man's jacket off the point of his cane, forcing him to the ground. His grin was brought back as he brought his cane up above his head, both hands now gripping the handle.

"Wrong answer." He whispered, before bringing his question marked shaped cane down towards the ducking man.

The Super Smash Bros. theme song was ringing out at Mount Justice. It was another stormy day outside and most of the team found themselves spending their summer mostly at the base.

Wally West, the fastest boy alive, was propped on the couch, a bag of empty potato chips next to him and more than three 7UP cans lying around, either on the ground or on the table.

Next to the older boy was the youngest teammate of the Young Justice team. Robin. He was sitting in the large chair next to the trash filled couch. He sat cross legged on the chair, his high-speed black computer on his lap. His fingers danced over the keys as he ignored his friend's cries of cheating.

"No fair!" the speedster protested, jumping up from his lying down position in the blink of an eye.

"The guy was off the screen, he died!" He continued to complain, emphasizing the last word with an annoyed tone of voice.

"Face it, Mr. Science. You lost." said the sly blond next to him. That blonde was Artemis Crock. She sat on the couch next to the red head, her feet on the table in front of the two and her arms crossed. She had a pleased smile on her face. "It's sad when Connor can beat a level nine computer and you can't." She added in, smirking.

Wally fell back into the couch, all the garbage flying into the air for a moment before falling back down onto the safety of the couch. He now was aware of the typing noise coming from the side of him and glanced over at the team's hacker. "Dude what are you doing? Updating your Face Book?" he joked lightly, his face being lifted back up.

The small figure in the chair didn't glance up at Wally as he asked the question. It took about a couple of seconds for Robin to even realize Wally had said something.

"What?" He asked, glancing up at his best friend, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.

Wally rolled his eyes and chucked something at him, not really knowing what it was, before asking a similar question.

Robin's usual giggle broke out before he looked back down to his computer. Wally hadn't noticed before, but even when Robin talked he didn't miss a beat of his typing.

"Updating our security system," the raven-haired boy explained, breaking Wally's thoughts off. Robin didn't seem to notice so he kept talking. "After the last mission with Cheshire, we had some serious viruses in the main frame." He continued to type, "So when I was getting those out I figured I would secure our base a bit more."

Wally smirked slightly. That was Robby alright; always putting in extra effort. Of course Wally felt that since he was doing all the extra effort, he himself wouldn't have to help out. So he picked the controller back up and reset the game, starting over again.

About a couple protest and glee filled shouts later, the team leader, Kaldur, walked in. He was followed by Connor and M'gann.

Connor sat himself in an extra chair that was brought in from the kitchen. He had his arms crossed and of course his usual frowns, making him look like he was going to tackle the TV over in a few moments.

M'gann stood behind the couch, right above Wally, which of course, made the speedster pause the game and turn around and say, "Hey Sweetness, enjoying my awesome gaming skills?" He flirted, using the smoothest voice he could.

Robin glanced up and noticed how Connor shot the red-head a glare. He snickered, which caused Kaldur to glance at him.

"Robin," said the Atlantean before a loud rumble of thunder came out of nowhere, cutting him off and causing a couple of the team's members to jump. They had almost forgot it was storming because for the past couple hours it had only been raining. And it was impossible to hear anything over Wally's video game and the arguing that usually followed with Artemis and the red head.

The storm must be getting worse.

"Robin," Kaldur repeated, standing calmer than the rest. "Batman has instructed me to tell you the Riddler has escaped. He needs you in Gotham right away." He spoke, everything now going quiet.

Wally shot up and turned off the game consul before returning to his seat in only a matter of moments.

"Dude, you can't leave!" Wally protested. "We still have to beat Mario and Luigi!" the speedster fumed.

Robin was up and sliding his computer into his backpack. He stifled a small laugh.

"Tell you what, if you promise to work on that put away, maybe I'll consider having you as a gaming partner again." He commented slyly, looking at Wally.

M'gann floated up to Robin. "You'll be back tomorrow right?" She asked curiously.

It was hard telling how long Robin would be gone for. Sometimes he was gone for a week and other times only a matter of hours. So she just picked the average of the two.

Robin pulled his backpack on, the light from the room shined off his thin rimed sunglasses.

"Unless the Riddler has some new riddles, I'll be back in only a couple of hours." He explained before walking past the Martian and towards the door.

"Robin, B 02" the security system reported before allowing Robin to walk out.

The team watched the youngest member walk out before casting curious looks at each other.