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Okay, so this Spoiler thing was actually working out pretty well, she would admit that much. She’d managed to stop her father at least twice in the time since she’d donned the purple costume. And she even had the attention of the Bats. Whether or not that was a good thing, she was yet to determine, but here she was, being led into the Batcave (seriously dude, when did the symbolism end) by none other than Robin himself. Of course, he’d refused to tell her his name (No names in the field, Spoiler) but that was just fine and dandy for now.
She was in awe as she looked around, jaw all but dropping as Robin took her through the place. No sign of Batman quite yet, but she could be patient. That was when her eyes fell on two boys next to a set of uneven bars and various other gymnastics equipment. Both of them with the same black hair and blue eyes. One she recognized as Bruce Wayne’s ward, Dick Grayson.
The other was Terry. Her Terry, the boy she’d spent the last month or so skipping class with.
Terry was a Bat.
“Are. You. Kidding me.” She asked, pulling her hood back and cocking a hip.
