I want Alfred's munchies.. .or anything really! ()
And haha, poor dickie. I'm kinda glad this is not angst though. Your story always surprise me

Cool!

cute :)

Brrrrr! You really made me feel the cold there! Fun short for a cold winter day.

Cute as always glad to see you write something again:)

-15 degrees here, so a very timely story. I'm so glad Dick was a little more careful driving and didn't skid of the road this time. The last time he did was so darn sad. As always, thanks for the cool Nightwing story!

I really, really want Alfred's munchies.

So, who was the supreme jerk that told Nightwing to stay on site? Or did it just take that long before he was able to fight through the snow in a motorcycle to get home? (You know which 'home' I'm talking about, even though Dick denies it) Keep up the good work, dark