Wally frowned and stared at his closet, unsure of what to wear for his big date that night. He was already nervous for it and the day had just begun, not even his early morning run had been able to alleviate his nerves. He had a date with the mother fucking Batman, who by the way was not just Batman, but he was also Bruce fucking Wayne. So yeah, his nerves were on the attack, not only did Wally not have anything to wear but he knew that he should probably not dress as a man tonight. He was going to be with a billionaire playboy, after all. Too bad his closet had a severe lack of dresses and other nice outfits. He sat on the bed in his small apartment and frowned, running a hand through his hair. He needed help before tonight, and only two people could help him here, though it would take a lot of convincing.

##

"Oh come on Dick! I just need to use your credit card!"

"Wally I said no! You cannot use it to buy your outfit for the date tonight. It's weird." Wally sighed and sat on the counter of Dick's loft, idly eating the waffles that Kori had put in his hand.

"I need to dress as a girl to go out with Bruce, but I don't think any stores I can afford will have my size. Plus I can buy the best clothes with your help! You know all the latest styles!"

Kori snickered as Dick sighed again, "Wally, why must you dress as the girl?"

Wally furrowed his brow and stabbed the waffles with his fork. "So Bruce's reputation doesn't fall into tatters Kori. If we are going on a date I want it to be a real one."

"What do you mean?"

Wally gave her a small smile, "I mean I want him to not be afraid to hold my hand, kiss me, or even wrap his arm around me. I've dressed in drag before so it isn't a big deal."

Dick pursed his lips, "if you have dressed like this before then why aren't you just wearing that?"

"Gee Dick head, maybe because I borrowed clothes from Shayera that time?" Dick growled and punched Wally on the arm, oblivious as Kori took his wallet out of his pocket. Wally rubbed the area that he punched and stuck his tongue out at Dick. Kori opened up the wallet and took out a jet black card, handing it to Wally.

"Here you go. If you go to the shopping district in Gotham and give them the card they won't question you."

Wally took it with a grin and kissed Kori on the cheek, ignoring Dick's plaintiff cry. "Kori, you are the best."

She just laughed and nodded, walking to the bedroom to put on her uniform as Dick shook his head. "Fine! Go ahead and use the card! But you have do text me a picture of the outfit you get!"

"Of course I will Dickie!" Wally leaned forward and engulfed him in a large hug before leaving in a breeze.

Dick shook his head and sighed, "my best friend dating my dad. This is some weird soap opera shit."

Kori hugged him from behind, a small smirk on her face. "Well you were raised in a circus before your parents died then you moved in with a millionaire who adopted you that you later found out what Batman. Oh and let's not forget about when you emancipated yourself at the age of sixteen and started your own team of teen heroes and lived together in a giant T."

Dick furrowed his brow and pursed his lips, glaring at the wall. "Shut up, Kori." Her laughter rang through the apartment eliciting a chuckle out of him as the Flash raced off to find his other two best friends in the world, John Stewart and Shayera Hol.

##

"Shay? I need your help!"

John sighed and shook his head, looking over the newspaper as Wally flitted about his small apartment. "Wally, she is still asleep. You have to wake her up."

Wally stopped dead in his tracks and stared at him, wide eyed. "Are you serious? There is no way I am touching that in the morning! She is terrifying! You live with her, you do it."

"Heck no Wally. I may live in Detroit but I don't have a death wish." John glared at him "Besides, why do you need her?"

Wally blushed and looked down at his feet, "I need her for clothes shopping."

John raised his eyebrow, "What?"

Wally sighed, "I have an undercover mission for the police department and I have to dress as a girl…"

"What?"

"I have to dress in drag!"

John set the cup down and rubbed his eyes, "I heard you. Just a bit shocked, why aren't they using a woman?"

Wally bit his lip, "Um… it's a forensic mission and I'm the best and well, the fastest." He smirked at John who just shook his head. "I just need to take Shay to Gotham."

On cue a disgruntled Thanagarian walked into the kitchen wearing an old Marine shirt and shorts. She glared at the both of them and walked over to the coffee pot, pouring a large cup. "What the hell are you doing here, Wally?" Her wings twitched as she took a large drink.

He grinned, "I need your help for a mission Shay."

"What type of mission?"

Wally opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by an urgent voice coming from John's ring. "Alert on Oa, calling all Lanterns! Sinestro is attacking."

John stood up with a groan and put on his costume. "Well, have fun shopping you two, I have to run." He flew out the window, leaving a green trail in his wake and a confused hawk.

"So why did he mention shopping?"

Wally looked over at her with a guilty face, "Okay so here's the deal. I wasn't completely honest with John."

She let out a long sigh,"What?"

He gave her a small smile, "Um well, you see…"

"Get to the point Wally."

He took in a deep breath and quickly began talking, "OkaywellyouseeIhaveadatewithBatmantonightandIneedtogowithyoutogetstufftodressasagirlandIwanttogoallout."

She listened to his rant and didn't pick up a word of it, instead staring at his mouth which was just a blur. He continued to talk until she held up a hand, "Wally."

"Yeah?"

"I did not get a word of what you said."

He sighed and started from the beginning, "Okay well you see I have a date with Batman tonight and I need to go with you to get stuff to dress as a girl and I want to go all out."

Shayera set her cup in the sink and started walking to the bedroom, stopping halfway as what he said finally sunk in. "Wait, what?"

He gave her a sheepish smile, "I have a date with Batman tonight and I need your help to dress in drag for it."

She just stared at him for a couple of minutes, making him squirm under her stare. "He knows that you're a guy right? I mean… he knows that you are Wally right? Not some girl he met."

Wally gave her an incredulous look, "Don't be stupid Shay. He knows that he is going out with a guy tonight, just not a guy in drag…"

Her shoulders shook with silent laughter, "How did you even get him to ask you out? Or did you ask him out?" She walked into the bedroom with him following, grabbing clothes and changing into them.

"Well… it just kinda happened… He came up to me in the Watchtower after months and months of flirting and slipped his number into my hand. And after calling him and talking to him a lot a date just kinda seemed like the best idea so I breached the subject over a phone call and he agreed instantly."

She looked at him with a piercing gaze, "So… that means that you know his secret identity…care to share?" Her lips broke into a devilish smile as they walked out the door and into the hallway; his laughter rang throughout the building.

"Sorry Shay, I have known Batman's identity for longer than the Justice League. And I haven't shared yet."

She pouted as they walked to the elevator, "Please?"

"Never." He laughed as the doors closed, starting their journey into trying to find women's clothes to fit a six foot tall man who weighs 190 pounds.

##

"So why didn't you ask Diana?"

Wally just turned away from the rack and gave her a look that said 'really?' "Diana? The woman who has a huge crush on Mr. Tall, dark, and brooding? I think I would be at the bottom of Tartarus."

Shayera laughed, "Okay true, so what kind of outfit are you looking for?"

Wally shrugged and held up a gold dress, "I dunno… a dress. I don't even know what size I would be! I mean, it isn't like I'm your size…"

"Yes my very girlish size."

Wally raised his eyebrow and stared her down, "Shay you are 5'6, that's average for a woman."

She just sighed and pulled out a backless dress, her wings brushing Wally as he put the gold dress on the rack again.

"Hi can I help you?" They both turned around and came face to face with a small blonde girl who was giving Wally an evil grin. Wally visibly deflated as the girl rocked back on her heels, hands behind her back.

Shayera looked between the two, confusion all over her face. "Um… Yeah. My friend here needs an outfit for a special date tonight."

"Oh?" They girl smiled deeper, "Who is the lucky guy?"

Wally crossed his arms, "Don't be stupid Stephanie, you know who I'm going out with tonight!"

Stephanie started laughing, startling most of the shop's customers and Shayera. "I know Wally! I just wanted to see how you would react, but why are you shopping here?"

Wally blushed, "Well…I need a dress for tonight…"

"Wait… What?" Steph grinned larger, "Are you dressing in drag?"

Shayera sighed, "Yes he is, he has done it before. I don't know how you two know each other, but are you going to help or not?"

"Of course! What's the price range?"

Wally grinned, "Ask Richard."

Stephanie laughed, "Nice! Well why don't you get into that dressing room and we will give you full outfits to try on."

Shayera and Stephanie both shoved Wally into a small room, locking him in the room as they threw dresses, accessories, and shoes at him, ignoring his cries of pain as the shoes actually hit him. "How the hell am I supposed to try on outfits if I don't know what goes with what?"

Shayera shrugged, "Use common sense. How are you going to style your hair and makeup?"

Wally poked his head out, "Um first of all, what? And how will these dresses fit me, IF I DON'T HAVE ANY BOOBS!?"

Stephanie put her hand to her chin and furrowed her brow, staring at Wally. After a couple minutes she snapped her fingers and ran to the counter before coming back with a measuring tape in her hands. With a grin she quickly measured Wally around the chest and ran out of the store.

Wally looked at Shayera, his mouth hanging open, "Um… What is she going to do?"

Shayera chuckled, "I think she is going to find you a bra. And possibly some underwear."

Wally blushed and quickly went back into the dressing room as Stephanie came back holding up three bras. "I got you a 40 B cup. I think it will fit nicely." She threw the three over the door. "I also took the liberty of stuffing them so that they are permanent bras and boobs."

"Um, thanks Steph. But I don't think I look good in this."

"Well come on out and we will let you know." The two heroes heard a deep sigh come from within the dressing room as the door opened. Wally walked out in a short, flowy black dress with gold lace covering the skirt.

"Is it a little short?" Wally tugged on the skirt as Stephanie and Shayera walked around him assessing the outfit.

"Hmm, I think he needs heels."

Stephanie nodded, "Most definitely, I think red heels are good."

Shayera nodded as reached up to play with Wally's hair as he waited, "I think you can just kinda mess up your hair like this and your skin is really clear so you can just put on eyeliner for makeup. It's a good thing you shave your legs."

Wally chuckled, "I have to with my suit."

Stephanie came rushing up to them clutching two pairs of heels, both a bright scarlet. "Okay I got you two of our biggest sizes, put them on!" Wally sighed and put on one of each heel, staring at them with an annoyed face. "Well?"

Wally shrugged, "The ones on the right are more comfortable."

Shayera nodded, "Good because those are the ones that look the best. How do you feel?"

"Um… I feel okay and kind of sassy… is the skirt too short?"

The two girls just shook their heads with a small smile, "No Wally, it's the perfect length. Why don't you go back and get into your clothes then we can get you checked out."

He sighed, "Okay Steph."

##

Wally clutched his bags to his chest as he ran to Dick's loft, he had just dropped Shayera off at John's apartment and now had to return his credit card. He sped into the apartment, startling Dick and Kori who were cuddling on the couch. "Hey guys!"

Kori chuckled, "Hey Wally. Did you get the outfit?"

"Yeah! I think that the skirt is a bit short but Steph and Shay convinced me that it was alright."

Dick held out his hand, "Credit card. If you ran into Stephanie with this than I don't even want to know how much it cost."

Wally grinned and dug into his pocket, setting the card in his hand. "Thanks again Dick. Do you want to see the outfit?"

Kori laughed and clapped her hands together, "Yes! Of course we would like to see the outfit!"

Dick just groaned, "No!"

Wally chuckled, "Okay Dick. I have to get going anyways. Besides, I am sure that you will see us tomorrow in all of Vicki Vale's articles."

Dick groaned again as Wally left in a large breeze stirring their hair.

##

Wally paced in his apartment nervously, he knew that the heels were too tall, the skirt too short, and he looked like a total dweeb guy. "Ugh this will never work! How do you even do eyeliner!?" He looked at himself in the mirror again and scrutinized his makeup before fixing the flaws.

"I think you look great Wally…"

Wally jumped a mile into the air, "Oh fuck! Bruce!" He turned around with his hand pressed to his heart. Bruce was sitting on his couch with a small smirk on his face.

"Hello."

"Oh, um, hi Ba-Bruce."

Bruce just chuckled, "Still having issues with the names?"

Wally laughed and smoothed down his skirt, "Yeah… I always call you Bats so in my head that's your name."

Bruce stood up and got closer to Wally, "Well, right now I'm Bruce Wayne."

"Haha yeah… like how I look?" Wally grinned and twirled for him.

Bruce just chuckled, "Like I said before, you look great. Though you didn't have to dress as a girl for me. Gotham has weirder stuff to worry about than if Bruce Wayne is going out to dinner with a man."

"Yeah, I know, but I wanted to look special for tonight. So where are we going?"

Bruce opened the door and held it open for him, "just a small restaurant in Gotham."

Wally raised his eyebrow, "You do realize that we are in Central City right?"

"Yes and that is why Alfred drove me here in the Wayne Enterprises Helicopter."

Wally laughed and followed him to the rooftop of the small apartment building, "Your butler drove you to our date?"

"Yes, just like he drove me on my first date. I apparently drive too much like Batman to allow him to let me be on the streets."

"What do you mean?"

"I own a Ferrari and I like to use the gas pedal too much."

Wally laughed and climbed into the dormant helicopter, followed by his date.

##

Bruce strode up to the podium at the front of the crowded restaurant; Wally tried to keep pace in his heels but was luckily kept balanced by Bruce's supportive arm around his waist. The maîtred looked up in annoyance which quickly changed to a look of faked happiness when he saw Bruce.

"Ah Mr. Wayne. May I be of service?"

Bruce gave him his billionaire smile, "Yes you can. Table for two please, a private one." He winked at the man as Wally blushed and turned away. The man nodded and grabbed a server who led them to an empty table in the corner of the main area, it was darker and more quiet than the main floor.

Bruce slid a chair out for Wally who sat down, a blush still prominent on his pale cheeks. He sat down opposite of Wally and took the menus from the waitress with a smile, leaving her flustered. "I hope you don't mind if I don't drink."

Wally shrugged, "I'm not really into alcohol."

"Good. So what do I call you?"

Wally stared at him, his eyes wide. "What?"

Bruce sighed and set down his menu, "Well I can't call you Wally, can I?"

"Oh… um I guess you can just call me Irey."

Bruce raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his black coffee, "Interesting."

Wally chuckled, "Yeah. It's my nickname for my Aunt Iris." Bruce just nodded with a smile. Wally looked back down at the menu, nervously biting his lip. "So… any suggestions as to what to order?"

"Well, the Italian is amazing here."

Wally nodded as the waiter came up for their order. Bruce quickly told her what he wanted and waited for Wally to answer. "I will take the alfredo." She nodded and walked away with the menus, leaving the couple alone at the table. "So, what made you give me your phone number?"

Bruce smirked, "Curiosity. How did you react when you felt the paper in your glove?"

"I was shell-shocked. My first thought was, 'No way did the fucking Batman give me his number!'"

Bruce laughed, deep and throaty, "Well you had been flirting with me for a long time, so I decided to give you a chance, I mean it isn't like I haven't dated men before."

Wally choked on his water, startling Bruce, "What?"

He handed Wally a napkin, "I have dated men before. Though not as handsome as you, and none of them had as amazing legs as you do."

Wally then let out a small chuckle, "Yeah well I bet none of them ran as their profession. So how would you react if you found out that you are my first?"

Bruce shrugged, "Well, it isn't shocking. Though I would have thought for sure you and Dick had something back when you were teenagers."

Wally laughed as the server set their food down in front of them, "Yeah. Those pixie shorts were pretty temping." He gave Bruce a sly look as he picked up his fork.

Bruce just glared at him, "The shorts were his choice, not mine."

"I'm just teasing Bruce, besides if anyone in our group made moves on anyone it was Roy. Dick was too busy leading, Donna and Garth were aloof, and I was just a kid who needed to be constantly moving. Roy was a sex fiend when he wasn't shooting up."

Bruce nodded, quickly swallowing his food. "It is a good thing that he got clean when he did."

Wally nodded, "I still cannot believe that we never noticed."

Bruce sighed, "We all should have noticed, but let's talk about something different."

"Like what?"

"Well…"

Wally swallowed his food before Bruce could finish, "Why a bat?"

Bruce coughed into his napkin, his eyes were wide. "Excuse me?"

Wally set down his fork and stared at Bruce, his own blue eyes meeting Bruce's stormy navy ones. "Why did you go with a bat? I mean I'm obvious, The Flash cause I move at the speed of light, but why a bat?"

Bruce set down his fork and stared at Wally, "It represents fear."

Wally waved his hand in front of Bruce's face with pursed lips, "Yeah, I got that. You represent fear and all that, but how does a bat do that?"

He let out a deep sigh, "When I was small bats scared me because I was attacked a group of them on the grounds of Wayne Manor. Bats literally represent my fear."

Wally gave him a small smile, "I'm so sorry Bruce."

"Life happens. You can't change the past."

Wally nodded, "Trust me, I know."

The server came back to their table as they stared at each other. She wordlessly took away their plates and handed Bruce the check. He took it with a nod of thanks and gave it a small glance before handing her two hundred dollar bills. "Keep the change." Wally coughed into his hand with wide eyes as the server blushed and stammered a thank you. They stood up and headed out the door, Wally shivered against the cold Gotham night, jumping when he felt Bruce slid his suit jacket over his shoulders.

"Wow, who knew the Dark Knight was such a gentleman?"

Bruce laughed and opened the car door for him, "Shut up and get in the car."

##

They drove to Monarch Theatre where they saw a movie, hilariously enough about the Justice League. The couple sat in the back row and tried to suppress their laughter as the movie got everything wrong from how they got together. No one acted the same in the movie and instead of Martian Manhunter as a founding member they had Green Arrow. Halfway through the movie Wally cautiously grabbed Bruce's hand and laced his fingers in with Bruce's. Bruce looked over at him from the corner of his eye, a small blush on his cheek, he squeezed Wally's hand. They continued watching the movie, chuckling when they broke into Lex Luthor's lair and he acted like the classic 1960's movie villain and not the creepy way he usually is. As the credits began to roll, Bruce stood up, dragging Wally with him.

"Come on, there is something I want to show you."

Wally nodded and clutched onto his hand as Bruce led him through the throng of people, stopping when they reached the back of the building. "Bruce? Where are you taking me?"

He turned and gave him a sad smile, "just follow me." He opened up an emergency exit and walked out into a small alley. "Welcome to Crime Alley."

Wally raised his brow, "You wanted to show me Crime Alley?"

"Wally, I want to show how I came to be in Crime Alley."

"I don't understand."

"You will." Bruce walked down the alley with his eyes downcast. He led Wally to the corner of the theater before stopping. "Wally this is where I became Batman." Bruce reached into his inside pocket and pulled out a single rose, setting it down on the pavement where two outlines were painted on top of each other. He kneeled down next to the paintings and laid his hand on the head of the woman.

"Oh… wow. Bruce, you didn't have to show me this." Wally kneeled down next to him and put his arm around Bruce's shoulders. "Are you okay?"

Bruce opened his eyes and gave Wally a small smile, "No… but I can handle it." Wally leaned his head on Bruce's shoulder and sat with him until he could no longer feel his limbs from the cold. Bruce sat there for several hours, before standing up slowly, bringing Wally to his feet shakily. "Let's get you home." Wally nodded and clung to Bruce as he stumbled out of the alley where they were accosted by the paparazzi.

"Bruce Wayne! Who is the woman on your arm? Were you visiting the site of your parent's death? Where is your adopted son Jason Todd?"

Bruce groaned and pressed Wally to his side, blocking him from Vicki Vale's attack. "No comment Vicki."

She leaned in closer to the two men as her photographer took more pictures of Bruce, "No comment to which question?"

"All of them." Bruce started shouldering his way through the throng of reporters when he was stopped in his tracks by Jack Ryder, who thrust his microphone into Bruce's face.

"Bruce Wayne, how do you feel about The Joker trying to buy shares in your company and how do you feel about the new branch of Lex Corp coming to here in Gotham?"

Wally hid his face in Bruce's neck as he felt the man growl beneath him. "Mr. Ryder, The Joker will never own shares in my company and the good people of Gotham will always stay true to the company who made sure the homeless are off the streets and brought this great city back to it's feet after years of corruption, so you can politely go piss off."

Bruce shoved Ryder to the side and stormed to where Alfred was waiting with the car. Alfred quickly opened the car door and ushered the men inside before getting in himself and driving away. Bruce rubbed his eyes with a sigh and leaned back in the seat of the car, "I am so sorry about that Wally."

Wally shrugged, "It's okay. You can't control the media."

Bruce sat up, his eyes wide. "Or can I? Alfred, look into buying the media of Gotham!"

"Sir, I do not believe that will stop the issue."

"Ugh, you're right, just drive to Wally's apartment in Central City."

Wally shook his head, "Bruce I am not going to make Alfred drive me to Central City. If he drives outside of the city limits I can just run there. It isn't like my way won't be easier or faster."

"Master Wallace has a point."

Bruce sighed, "Okay, then why don't you just drive home Alfred."

"Very good sir."

Silence fell in the cab of the car as Wally dug into his purse, looking for his Flash ring that he always carried. With a triumphant grin he pulled it out and slipped it on his right middle finger, "See Bruce? I even have my suit, that way I don't have to run in heels."

Bruce just shook his head with a smile, "I still can't believe that you dressed in drag for this date. Where did you even get the money for this?"

Wally chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck, "Well you see… You kind of bought it for me."

Bruce raised one eyebrow and stared at Wally, giving him a signature piercing Bat stare. "You asked Dick for his credit card didn't you?" Wally nodded sheepishly as Bruce continued, "and Kori gave you the black one, didn't she?"

"Um… yeah. I'm sorry."

Bruce just sighed and waved his hand as though he was shooing away bugs, "It's fine. What's a few thousand here and there. I will make it up tomorrow at work."

Wally opened his eyes wide in surprise, "I could never get used to that."

The car slowed down to a halt, "Get used to what?"

Wally opened the door to the car and got out, his heels crunching the gravel beneath him. "Making a hundred dollars an hour!"

"Oh, that."

"Yes that!" Wally followed Bruce and Alfred up the steps of the manor, only slipping a couple times. "how can you handle it?'

Bruce held the door open for him and chuckled as Wally stared at the house in awe, "I was born into it. The company always interested me more than surgery like my father, so when the company became mine I sought out to make it one of the best in the world. I have so far succeeded."

Wally slowly crossed the threshold and barely heard Alfred say that he was retiring for the night, he instead stared at the vaulted ceiling in wonderment. "Amazing…"

"Wally, you have been here before."

Wally tilted his head down to look Bruce in the eye with a smile on his face, "Yeah but as a kid you never appreciate the beauty in the smaller details, especially when you were me." Wally stared a Bruce for couple of seconds before moving closer to him, "I had a really great time tonight Bruce…"

Bruce nodded, his dark eyes focusing in on Wally's, he had to look up a little due to the heels but it was of no matter to him. Wally frowned and noticed the height difference, kicking off his heels and going back down to his normal height of six foot, he stared up at Bruce with a smirk. "There! Now I'm the short one again."

Bruce let out a laugh, "Wally, you are only shorter by two inches that isn't even a big enough amount to count."

Wally laughed and stepped closer to Bruce, "It is for me! Besides, you also weigh like 100 pounds more than me!"

"Again Wally, I only weigh twenty more pounds than you, which is barely even enough to count as a big difference." Bruce leaned in closer, a playful smirk on his face.

"Oh shut up, Bruce." Wally grinned and closed the gap between the two, pressing their lips together. Wally let out a sigh as he kissed Bruce, it felt so right as Bruce wrapped his arms around the smaller man's waist and Wally put his arms around Bruce's neck, closing what distance remained.

After what seemed too short of a time, Bruce pulled away, a small, sincere smile on his lips. "Wow…"

Wally gently laid his forehead against Bruce's and closed his eyes, "Yeah…" they sat like that for a couple of minutes before Wally slowly began to pull away, "So… Will we see each other next weekend?"

Bruce chuckled, "If my job permits. I have to schedule in flying around as a bat and training my bat minions to attack for me, but other than that I think I am free."

Wally gasped and pressed his hand to his heart comically, "Well I do declare! The Dark Knight has a sense of humor!? Is the world coming to a smashing end?" He said in a fake southern accent, making the older man shake his head.

"Oh why don't you go run to the sun and back." Bruce slowly began leading him to the door, chuckling.

Wally shook his head with a large grin, "Ouch, when the Knight cuts, he cuts deep." When they reached the door Wally unlatched his ring and spun into his costume, purposely leaving the cowl off. "But in all seriousness, will I get to see you next weekend?"

Bruce nodded, "of course. I wasn't lying when I said I had a great time tonight."

"Good." Wally leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss to Bruce's lips before slipping the cowl on and leaving with a parting breeze. He stopped when he reached the end of the drive, raising his hand in a farewell salute before disappearing in a flash.

Bruce stood in the door and watched him run to Central City, leaving a scarlet and gold trail in his wake. He bit his lip and looked down at Nightwing who was standing next to him, eating a bowl of cereal. "What?"

"Nothing." Nightwing stared at Bruce and continued to eat, his blue eyes staring into Bruce's unblinking.

Bruce stared back at him, 'What is it?"

"Nothing!" Nightwing turned back to the door and stared into the night, chewing on his cereal thoughtfully.

"I swear to God Dick. Tell me right now!"

Dick turned around with a knowing smirk, "I said it was nothing. Jeez Bruce, you need to lighten up!"

Bruce sighed, "No. Go take care of your cereal. We should already be on patrol."

Nightwing shrugged, "Okay, but when should I start calling Wally 'mommy'?"

Bruce groaned and hung his head as Dick ran away cackling at his torment. "I fricken hate you, Dick."

"Well you were the one who chose me!"

"Just eat your cereal and shut up so we can patrol."