AN: I came up with this idea a long time ago, but just now have written it. I'm rather happy with the result.

This chapter is made up of two short parts, the next two will be longer and the last is short again. Total of five. Yay math!

Also, this is not compatible - or maybe it is, actually, with Lunchtime Conspiracies. It wasn't meant to be, but now it is. Confusing. But I'm not changing that sentence. You can see it as compatible or not if you want. Whatever.

Read on!

"Heey, Artemis, long time no see."

Artemis spun around at the cackling voice. She nearly pulled out her bow, except she didn't have it in civilian clothing. "Wha- Robin? What the heck?"

The boy wonder crouched on the fire escape above the teleport. "Visiting your cousin again?"

"What? I mean, yeah, he had another… spelling bee."

"He? So you have two cousins in Gotham?"

"What? No, I only have one."

"Last time you said 'she'. Unless there's a really interesting story behind that…"

"Oh! No, no, I just meant he – she. I was distracted."

Robin raised an eyebrow. "Right. Well, get tracted, 'cause Batman's not going to be happy if we're L-A-t-E."

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"Robin."

"Artemis."

The two sidekicks simply started at each other, daring one to go first.

Artemis caved first. "You gonna get in?"

"What's the hurry?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the giant spiders crawling around Rio that we're supposed to help get rid of."

"Point taken. How's your cousin?"

"F-fine. Why do you ask?"

"It's typically polite to ask after one's family members. Or so I hear."

Artemis just nodded skeptically. "Okay… she's, um, actually in the hospital."

"Hospital? What happened?"

"Broken arm."

"How?"

Think quick, Artemis. "She fell off a horse."

Robin dramatically sucked a breath in. "Ouch. That's gotta hurt. Tell her to feel better soon."

"I will, but right now we have spiders to kill."

"After you."

Darn bats.

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