The Bluebird, the Bat, and the Girl

Veronica had to have misheard that. Although, with their money, Richard and Bruce could be the dynamic duo... But what about Robin? There has to be a Robin... Right?

'You're just tired. You didn't hear it right, V. Just sleep on it." Veronica thought to herself as she began to undress.

She pulled on a pair of Richard's old basketball shorts and her tank top before climbing into the large bed that seemed to be calling her name.

With a deep yawn and a stretch of her arms, Veronica snuggled into the stereotypically white sheets and closed her eyes, easing into dream land.

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"C'mere, Darlin, I ain't g'na do ya no harm. What's yer name, darlin?"

She shook her head, backing up more. "do-don't hurt me... Please...." she whispered. She looked around for her sister, but there was no sign of the chubby faced blonde.

"We're g'na take real good care of your baby girl, don't you worry. Now, what's your-" the man hissed in pain as her foot connected with his nose. He stumbled back, giving her just enough time to dart out of the alley and zip down the sidewalk before disappearing. Her only regret? She couldn't get her sister .

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Veronica was pulled from another flashback, hearing someone call her name.

"Roni? Roni. Veronica!"

"What!" She said, suddenly alert. Richard rolled his eyes and nibbled on a piece of bacon.

"I've been trying to get your attention for nearly five minutes. Are you alright?" He asked once he swallowed his food.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine... Anyway, last night..." Veronica trailed off, looking over at the boy.

"Yeah... About that, I'd let Bruce explain-" Richard began.

"Let Bruce explain what?" Bruce asked, walking in. He not-so-secretly swiped a piece of bacon from Veronica's plate, making her playfully slap his hand.

"Well, last night, You and Richard were... You know. I don't mean to get into anyone's business, but why the hell were you two wearing those costumes?" Veronica asked.

Bruce and Richard shared a look before Bruce nodded at him.

"Come on," Richard said, standing up. Veronica didn't argue, but stood up and followed him.

He led her to the piano room to which he pressed the keys on the gorgeous piano, making the bookcase open up. Veronica raised her eyebrows

Richard and walked her in and down some stairs. She looked around, her eyes widening.

If she hadn't of seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have ever believed it.

"Is this..."

"The batcave, yes."

"So Bruce is really...."

"Batman. Yes and I'm Nightwing," Richard confirmed. He turned to Veronica and explained everything to her. By the time he finished, she was staring at the ground, her eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"Are you... Are you mad?" Richard asked.

"No, of course not. I understand that you two would have to keep it a secret, but it's just a lot to take in, y'know?" Veronica looked up at him. He nodded and kissed her forehead.

"Well, i'm starving, so we'd better hurry up before Bruce gets our bacon."

Veronica laughed and followed the Flying Grayson up the stairs and back to the kitchen to continue their late breakfast.

"You're a dumbass, you know that, Napier?" Sanova muttered as she finished stitching up his shoulder.

"Yeah, but I'm a fun dumbass," he smirked, standing up and putting his American Idiot shirt back on.

"Easy with the sass, Gee," Sanova smirked, putting the superglue, whiskey, and dental floss away. She stuck the needle in her pin cushion and put it in the drawer.

"Aye, I can't help it."

"Jerk."

"B***h." Randal smirked and Sanova laughed.

"Does Joker have anything for us tonight?" She asked.

"Um... I think Wayne Enterprises is having a gala tonight, I'm sure he wants to have a little fun with that," he explained, attempting to fix his bedhead. After the -almost failed- robbery last night, Randal went back to the Fun House and crashed. Sanova had came back with Harley; they had distracted the winged vigilantes so the guys could get out safely.

"Dude, you got wailed on by Shitwing," Sanova smirked.

"Ah shut up. I'm still stronger than you though, shorty," he fired back. He laughed when she glared at him.

"Jerk."

"B***h."

When they weren't murdering anyone, stealing something, or things along those lines, they just sat around, eating Chinese food while watching movies. No glamorous scheming, no they left that to Joker.

Afterall, they were still only teenagers.

And dangerous ones at that.

Just when he got his hair just how he wanted it, Sanova jumped up and messed his hair up with her hand again before darting out of his room. As she sped off to Harley's room, she heard a faint "b***h!" from Randal's room. This time, she only laughed.

Author's Note

Yeah. It's not that good, but I tried. It's slightly longer than the previous two chapters.

This one was just to sort of reveal Bruce and Richard's secret to Veronica, and to show a bit more about Randal and Sanova's personalities when they're alone.

I hoped you enjoyed it, I will have access to a computer today so I might be writing another chapter today as well.

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