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@mydemoninabottle
“You said the same thing about Paris.” There’s never time to relax. They had responsibilities, if not here then back home. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep. Now focus.“
“We totally could have had drinks on top of the Eiffel Tower. You’re just a buzzkill.”
“Flying’s not my style.” Tim had Conner for that. But the thought of meeting Captain America, Iron Man, and some of the other greats… it was as enticing as meeting the Justice League had been when he was younger. Meeting them. Not training with them. That Tony thought Red Robin needed training was a little insulting. Tim was all for learning new skills, but this man felt more about the business than the helpfulness of masked heroes. Tim wasn’t sure he wanted to be associated with that.
“I’m happy with Gotham as my base, Mister Stark. If I ever care to leave, I’ll be going to California with the Titans. I’m sure the Avengers will be fine without me.”
“Shame,” Tony hummed, not seeming all that surprised. He stopped in front of the Wayne building, “This is my stop, thanks for the escort, kid.” Tony shoved his hands in his pockets, “You know, you remind me of someone...” He looked at Tim carefully, “Another kid I know. Goes by the name of Wiccan, bet you two’d hit it off.”
“I just think with that amount of money, it could go towards something more constructive than strippers.”
“Bruce, my man,” Tony put a hand on Bruce’s shoulder, “there is nothing more constructive than providing a group of nice girls with their daily bread.”
“Don’t you think that’s a bit overkill?”
“What? Nonsense! We’ll invite everyone who’s anyone, and strippers. Lots of strippers. At least 20 strippers.”
“I’m not a kid,” Tim refuted as he returned the grapple gun to his belt. Nineteen didn’t count as a kid anymore, did it? Because if it did, Tim couldn’t wait until his next birthday. “Thought about it, sure, but I’m sworn to Gotham and to Batman. I already work with the Titans too.”
“Gotham’s nice, sure, but you could be training with Iron Man, Spider-man, Captain America...” Tony threw Tim a grin, “Plus you’ll have complete access to all of my work and finances. You could be a real flying Robin.”
“I’m sure we could.”
“That settles it! We’ll rent out the civic center, and the hotel.”
Tim was trying not to be too proud of the impressive grapple. He’d helped design this one. “Nine-fifty,” he corrected, not commenting on the mention of Wayne Enterprises. It was best to let that slide as if it meant nothing. “Probably not Hulk-worthy without adjustments first.”
“I can make a few adjustments,” Tony handed the grapple back to the hero. He’d do some research later, look to see if anyone had bought bulk amounts of Wayne Ent kernmantle. He was going to figure out the idenity of the Batman if it was the last thing he did. “You were pretty good back there, kid. You ever think about joining the Avengers?”
“You know what they say, I’m the party guy. Nice to met you Mr. Stark.”
“Pleasure’s all yours. You know, between your finances and my--more finances--we could throw the party of a lifetime.”
“It’d be nice if you didn’t sound so excited, Tony.”
“It’s Nassau, Cap. Practically a free vacation. We clear out the Hydra base, led SHIELD handle the stragglers, then hit the beach-- and the women.”
“Okay–well at least it’s not the Brave references again. And it was fine, Tony–I got the job done.”
“Liiiiitle bit too close. You don’t want to hit the merchandise,” he motioned to his face with a sweep of his hand.
mydemoninabottle
No wifing in the club Gimme twenty dollars Gimme twenty dollars Gimme twenty dollars No wifing in the club Rose got me bent all night I’ve been watching you got short pinned all night She a barbie and you been playing ken all night You a sucka she got you for your rent all night Play ya position in the club or gimme 20 dollarz No kissing in the club or gimme 20 dollarz No tricking in the club or gimme 20 dollarz You on a mission in the club so gimme 20 dollarz
“Ron Browz, nice. I’ve always been more of a MC Hammer guy.”
Tony tipped his glasses and stuck out his hand, “You must be Wayne. I’ve heard you appreciate a party almost as much as I do.”
add up the things you’ve done and put the total in the tags.
1. had sex: $10.00 2. smoked: $3.00 3. got drunk: $7.00 4. went skinny dipping: $5.00 5. kissed someone of the opposite sex: $5.00 6. kissed someone of the same sex: $5.00 7. cheated on a test: $2.00 8. fell asleep in class $0.50 9. been expelled: $5.00 10. been in a fist fight: $10.00 11. given oral: $10.00 12. got oral: $10.00 13. prank called the cops: $3.00 14. stole something: $2.00 15. done drugs: $5.00 16. dyed your hair: $0.50 17. done something with someone older (like a few years): $3.00 18. went out with someone over 18 (if your under 18): $4.00 19. ate a whole thing of oreos: $0.50 20. cried yourself to sleep: $1.00 21. said you love someone but didnt mean it: $1.00 22. been in love: $4.00 23. got caught doing something that you shouldn’t have been doing: $1.00 24. went streaking: $4.00 25. got arrested: $5.00 26. made out with someone: $2.00 27. peed in the pool: $0.50 28. played spin the bottle: $1.00 29. done something you regret: $3.00
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Red Robin followed along immediately. Whatever ‘condition’ this man tried to bargain for would be easy enough to object to–
“Captain America? You want to use my grapple as the basis for one for Captain America?” Tim pulled his grapple gun from his belt and handed it over. Captain America! Okay calm down Tim. “The hoop around the head there can be adjusted for wind speed and the weight the line needs to hold. The mechanics fire like a crossbow; the gun shape just fits with the belt.”
CAPTAIN. FREAKING. AMERICA.
Tony fiddled with the grapple, memorizing its layout and the material it was made from. With a little sleuthing he might be able to find-- ah. “This line, its a variation of the galvanized steel kernmantle that Wayne Ent designed, isn’t it? I guess it’s no surprise you buy local.” Tony examined it closer, “This has to be capable of carrying... 900 pounds? I wonder if it would be strong enough to carry the Hulk’s weight...”
“Wait.”
Tim kept his line tight around Fries and secured him to a lamp post. He didn’t like the idea of leaving Stark or Fries alone, but if he had to pick one he’d choose to accompany Stark. The authorities could handle Mister Freeze in this state.
“It’s not safe for you to be walking around alone in this city. You’ve already got proof of that. Let me take you to where you’re staying. And I’m really only offering out of courtesy. I’m going to shadow you even if you say no.”
“Stubborn, eh?” Tony thought for a moment, “Alright fine. On one condition.” Tony was already walking either way. A button on his belt set the suit to perimeter mode. “That grapple your people use. I’ve been trying to design one for the Avengers, but I can’t quite get the torque down. I’m not that worried about dislocating Captain America’s shoulder, but seeing a tried and tested one up close will give me an idea of what to aim for.”
“I was multi-tasking, but fine.”
Red Robin tossed the gun back to Freeze as an elementary distraction and fired out a line right after it. He pulled tight and used his leverage to bring Freeze to the ground.
“There’s another pun in here somewhere, but I’ll spare you the torment.” The heel of his boot came down on the small crack he’d created with his fist before, near shattering the glass. “Huh… Looks like you need to get back to your cell at Arkham. Don’t worry; I’ve got a one way ticket for you.”
“A mugging and a show. No wonder you bat-people are so popular.” The suit was 20 seconds out. “It looks like you’ve got everything under control, so I’m just going to be on my way...”
“Back off!”
Red Robin’s retaliation was instantaneous. He knew Fries and how he worked; the smoke screen was a bait. An obvious one Tim thought, but it had worked nonetheless. He was just lucky Mister Freeze hadn’t decided to put Tim’s plans on ice. That wouldn’t have been cool. Tim wasn’t a fan of the cold shoulder. Time to send Fries back to the cooler. This was snow joking matter.
If Dick were there, he would have said all of that aloud. For now, Tim would just pat himself on the back.
His bo-staff snapped forward to knock the gun up and away from Mister Stark. Red Robin caught the weapon and spun it in practiced fingers.
“You know billionaires, Mister Freeze. They like their personal bubbles. Ice suggest you stay out of this one’s.” Okay he couldn’t help it. He had to get one in.
Jokes. Cap always scolded him for making too many jokes in the field. “Cool pun, kid. But, uh, can we focus on the saving of me now?”
Great. Of all the people Mr. Freeze could have picked out, he had to choose Tony Freaking Stark. Tim’s night was going from annoying to vexing quicker than usual. He’d been chasing Fries for near an hour, picking up a trail nearly gone cold. And now that he’d caught up, Mister Stark was in the mix.
Red Robin wasted no time in intervening. He didn’t need this to turn into a bigger mess than it already was. He dropped a smoke pellet between the two men and leapt down.
His fist collided with the glass dome around the ice-crazy villain’s head, forcing him back. Given enough room, Red Robin stood in front of Tony, his bo-staff out in a blink. He was quiet, any vocal jabs kept to himself as he mentally worked through how to keep Tony safe and take down Fries.
And here came the cavalry, right on cue. Tony threw up an arm as the smokescreen deployed, backing up when he sensed another person in front of him. Batman? No, too small. Robin. One of the Robins.
Tony took the momentary opportunity to slip away. It would take the suit 3 minutes to get here. If he could just disappear long enough to get suited up-- oh. That was a gun. A gun in his face. Well. It seemed Fries had been expecting his rabbiting.
“What’s the rush. Mr. Stark?”
“Rush? No rush.”
