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The stream has been sitting on a countdown on top of a Bat emblem and a green sigil in the right corner for almost half an hour. The number unforgivingly goes down to 6 ...5 ...4
If there was a time to stop this, it would be now.
...3
...2
...1
But Babs has always been an enabler. The stream shifts to six different screens with the Oracle emblem in the middle at the bottom. On each screen, the mask camera of the vigilante rolls their live feeds as they either jump from roof to roof or are standing in places that overlook the city. Slowly, the comments start to tickle in.
> Wait is taht???
> No way no way no way
> HOLD ON A SEC
> Are those the bats or a roleplay?
A notification rises on one of her side screens, showing her that a link to the stream has been posted by someone. The comments are becoming more frantic as the number of people tickling in explodes in response. Mentions all over social media are calling people in and that's her cue to start.
"Hello Gotham," Babs introduces, grinning through the voice distorter. "This is your favorite Oracle speaking directly on Gotham-Birds Live. Disclaimer that the name was chosen by a game of word lottery gone wrong, which is now added to the list of banned competitions."
The vigilantes visibly react to her voice and come to a stop or shift their positions to give her their attention.
"As you know, nights in the city are always a bit highstrung, which is why our lovely vigilantes move at those silly hours." Glancing over the still increasing number of people tuning in, she leads on, "But tonight has been rather calm."
Her grin sharpens and she can see how the others are also getting hyped with anticipation. "And with Batman being out of town tonight, we thought that we could make it a little more exciting."
Ignoring the pleas of the comments, Babs turns her attention to the vigilantes. She demands, "To all the Bats and Birds ready for tonight, confirm your status."
The first screen moves to show the reflection of a window. Giving the camera a winning smile, their oldest says, "Nightwing ready."
> Omagoyd?!!?!?
> Hold shit!!!
> NIGHTWING?????
> Whatthefuck
> Aaaahwhbagqfbsu
On the next screen the caped figure lifts their sword that reflects the masked eyes and iconic colors. "Tt. Robin, ready."
> Holy shit
> Robin????
> Their rela their reall!
> Gaaaaahhhhhhnagagwhj
Right beside him, a purple blur makes a disorienting salto and lands against a reflective office window and yells, "Spoiler, ready to spoil!" She jumps off to the next building.
> Spoiler!!
> Purple hero I need
> They just jumped over, wtf
> No way this is real
> Wowwowow
Down left, the figure just shifts his head to one of Wayne Enterprise's large windows and gives the best camera angle thus far. Smiling smugly, he confirms, "Red Robin, ready."
> Abshhwjwheehsbeh
> Yum~
> Is that WE?
> Other Robin!
The lower one on the right steps under the light of a street lamp and lifts their hands to sign, 'Black Bat. Ready'.
> They're real!!!!
> What do they say?
> Sign language????
> BLACK BAT!!!!
> This is the best day of my life
With her program automatically blurring out any identifying information and faces from the public, Babs is ready to get this show running.
She doesn't bother to explain anything to their audience before she orders, "All vigilantes raise their towels."
Everyone except Nightwing lifts a white towel attached to their wrist.
"One of you is without it and will try to steal it from someone else," Babs has no remorse milking the growing tension.
"And so with my signal," The vigilantes brace themselves until she shouts, "Go!"
They spring into action.
> What's going on??!!!???!!?!
> HOLY SHIT
> They're just starting like that?!!
> AAAAAAAAAEHAAAAAA
To keep things clean, she pulls up Nightwing's camera to full screen and mutes the comms between those in the field. "It's just you and me, Boy Blunder, any statements about your plans tonight?"
Dick laughs as his feed shows him flipping around buildings at neck-breaking speeds.
He lands on a roof with a roll, then keeps running while talking. "Well, dear O, my victim of choice is Spoiler! She knows what she did."
Babs snorts, because there are a number of ways that Steph could have instigated his petty revenge. Still, Batgirls have to stick together. "Don't be too hard on her."
Nightwing snickers as he takes out his grapple for the next swing. "You know I will."
She looks over the other feed, keeping track of everyone's movements. Privately, Tim reports, "Hearing a commotion down here, I'm going in." Checking his position, Babs mutes herself on the public channel and confirms his status while backing out his screen.
> Woah, that's some insane moves
> Fake.
> NIGHTWING!!!! OMYGOSH I LOVE U
> What did Spoiler do?
> Pretty sure that's not how physics work
Glancing at the streaming chat, she decides to pull them out of Nightwing's cameras. With the full overview, she decides that the youngest would be the most entertaining right now. Bringing up the feed, everyone gets a look at him walking down a path, while cradling what looks like a pair of baby mice.
Tuning herself back in, Babs tells him, "You're on, Robin. Mind telling the public what you're doing at the local zoo in the middle of the night?"
Damian visibly freezes at being caught in the act, but then goes on like nothing happened. "TT, it seems fairly obvious. I am relocating newborn chinchillas by bringing them back to their mother."
While she may approve of the boy's attachment to animals, she needs to be sure he isn't doing something he shouldn't. More than they already do.
Babs has to ask, "And why do they need to be 'relocated'?"
"The mother escaped during the daytime with three others and gave birth somewhere that the staff was unable to locate. I have retrieved them and will ensure that they receive the necessary care."
> Understandable, have a good day
> Some people commit crimes to hurt people and then there's those who just want to carry chinchilla babies home
> Awww
> Sword Robin is my favorite Robin
> That's still a crime
> It's Gotham what the fuck you want?
"That's very sweet of you," Babs praises.
Robin sniffs offended. "This has nothing to do with sweetness, it is about duty."
She is about to say more, when she notices that Dick is getting closer to Steph's location. Babs promptly excuses herself, "Either way, take good care of them and I'll see you later."
Leaving his POV with the sound of him scoffing, Babs switches to Steph. The vigilante is looking down at a street, likely keeping an eye out for something.
"Hello Spoiler," she greets. "How are we doing over here?"
Steph's feed bobs around with excitement, "Hey O! Is it my turn to be live? Heck, yeah!"
The girl lifts her hand and waves in front of her face in greeting. "Hi guys! I'm Spoiler, the only vigilante in this city who doesn't brood and knows how to light up this flaming dumpster." She pauses, then amends, "And the almighty Oracle."
Babs snorts. "Nice save."
With a glance at Dick's location, she leadingly says, "But I know that some people would argue that Nightwing is the true sunshine of Gotham."
Babs switches the camera to one belonging to a shop she gave herself access to, changing the viewer's angle, while she discreetly opens a second voice channel.
Spoiler is now shown sitting on the back of a gargoyle, animatedly flapping her arms like she belongs. "Please, Nightwing may be the single streak of optimism against B's forever bleak mood, but he's still a Bat. I've seen him mope around like he had a personal cloud raining on him."
The camera catches the moment Nightwing silently lands on the roof behind her and rises like a nightmare come to life.
"Everyone's such harsh critics nowadays," he dramatically sighs, then grins as Steph jumps with a screech. "I'll do my best to give you a more satisfying performance next time."
> I'm going to have nightmares about this
> SPOILER RUN!!!
> She dissed the OG and wasn't ready to deal with the consequences
> Hi spoiler!
> RIP Spoiler you'll be missed
The girl immediately spots the lack of towel and tries to back away without turning her back to him. "Hey Nightwing! You know I didn't mean that, right? I was just joking around."
Her feet hit the edge of the roof, trapping Steph in proximity.
Nightwing hums, and hops closer like he has all the time in the world. Smiling, he reassures her, "Not holding it against you, everyone in our little cluster sometimes falls into the moody pitfall."
Spoiler crouches down in anticipation and shamelessly starts to beg. "Please, there's gotta be someone else. You can't do this to me. You're my family. The syrup to my waffles, the not-brother to my not-sister, the Batman to my Batgirl."
The oldest pauses. "You're right." But the tone is far too innocent for anyone who knows him to believe. "Which is why I need payback for what you did to my shoes." Then he springs forward.
Spoiler twists away just in time to jump off the roof and grapple away. Babs klicks through cameras, following the chase as Steph tries to flee with Dick hot on her heel.
Doing a sharp turn, Steph yells, "They're prettier that way!"
> AGQGQHHAGSAGahwjabah
> This is what's happening outside right now????
> How did we get here
> WHATS UP WITH THOSE SHOES?!??!!
> No wonder my mom always tells me to stay inside at night
On screen, Nightwing does an aerial twist that would have Olympic medalists stunned and gains more ground than Spoiler can run to the next roof. Landing with a clean roll, Nightwing tackles her into the ground. Because of the odd outside angle, Babs switches back to the camera in his mask, showing him pining Spoiler mercilessly onto the roof.
Leaning down to her ear, Dick whispers, "Robin gifted those to me."
The girl freezes. One of his hands goes up to her wrist and she makes no move to stop him. He slips the towel away, then hums. "I'm letting you go, but don't think I won't retaliate next time. I wouldn't want 'the Batgirl to my Batman' to get cross with our Baby Bat."
> This took 20 years off my life
> Never mess with Nightwing. Got it.
> I forgot to breathe
> Robin isn't going to be happy
> Bat drama I didn't know I needed up until right now
With the towel secured to his wrist, Nightwing looks down to where Spoiler is laying and still hasn't moved. "It's your turn to find someone," he cheerily tells her. "Good luck!"
Then he turns around and flips off the roof, leaving Babs to tune him out and switch to Steph's camera.
"You doing alright Spoiler?"
The girl wheezes.
After a moment, her hands go up and cover her eyes, including the video feed. "Robin is going to kill me," Spoiler whines.
Babs has to agree that their youngest is going to be angry, but reassures her, "We don't kill."
That only makes the girl choke on a halfhearted laugh. "Except that I've apparently sprayed purple glitter over a gift from Robin to Nightwing. I don't think The Rule is going to be enough."
Damian really isn't going to like this when he finds out, but Babs can't do anything about that. So she tells her, "You still have the rest of patrol to find a peace offering."
Steph lets her hands fall in silence. On another line, Tim asks for their last known locations of Two-Face's goons, for which she mutes herself and helps him go through the needed files. Together, they note the new movements he noticed and it doesn't take more than a few minutes before they get through it. Suddenly Steph screams in triumph.
Startled, Babs excuses herself and tunes back into the stream. "What is it Spoiler?" She asks, but the girl jumps upright with renewed energy.
Determined, Steph declares, "I just need to ask Red."
> Here I thought she got murdered
> Damn, that's random
> When you don't know how to make up with someone so you go bug your friends
> Getting emotional whiplash over here.
Raising an unseen eyebrow, Babs confirms, "You want to ask Red Robin about making up with Robin."
She doesn't need to add that despite their improved relationship, the two of them bicker more than Tim and Jason when they aren't giving each other the silent treatment. Somehow they're happy with what they have, but she doubts that it's what Steph is after.
Her mind made up, Spoiler nods and explains, "I need a plan. He's the guy who comes up with plans. I'm going after him."
Babs is unimpressed, but shrugs. "Good luck then. I'm off in the meantime but we'll see each other soon."
With that, she pulls the stream out of her POV and is back to the full overview. She hums in contemplation, then asks, "What do you think, chat? Which bat should we drop in with?"
> Red Robin! I need to know what he thinks
> Black Bat!
> Robin again
> Please give us black bat we need to see the legend
> Can we go back to Nightwing?
> Robin
> BB pls
Sorting through the different options, Babs decides "Black Bat it is."
Switching over, she finds Cass crouching on a roof as she looks down at a warehouse surrounded by a few guards.
"Hello Black Bat, you're live now," Babs announces. The camera gives a short nod and a thumbs up, but doesn't move otherwise.
> BLACK BAT HIIIII
> Here comes Gotham's boogie man
> Conspiracy theorist are probably having a crisis over this, lol
> We sure it's real?
While Cass isn't talkative most of the time, she still wants to check in. "Are you alright with people knowing your movements or would you like me to go pester someone else for entertainment?"
It takes a beat, then the camera shifts to show her hands with better light. 'Doesn't bother. Show me fight, then back to the birds. Won't catch me.'
Babs has to agree that with how things have been going, none of the others will get to catch her. "It's your stakeout. Do what you need to."
Exactly like she said, Cass stays still for a few long minutes watching the warehouse.
When a new goon steps closer to talk with the guards, Black Bat surges forward. It's a thing of beauty to watch. Hit after hit, she moves through the fight like they are doing a choreography that only she knows the steps to. Punches and practical flips are all that it takes before the guards are all knocked out.
"Nice job, Black Bat," Babs compliments.
The girl signs, 'Easy.'
For her, it is, but Baby also very aware that Cass was showing off. Despite what the wider hero community believes about Bats liking their mysteries, it's undeniable that all of them have a need to show off like peacocks from time to time. What follows is mostly getting the guards together while waiting for the police.
> BLACK BAT IM SORRY IM NWVER COMMITTING CR,ME AGAIN
> My lungs forgot to breath
> HOLY SHIT!!!!!!
> Bah That's obviously CGI I don't know how everyone is falling for it
> This is scary
> Take that Metropolis! You don't have an eldritch vigilante
Looking at the map, Babs decides that it's time to meet the next one in the lineup. Excusing herself, she moves over to Tim's cameras. "Red Robin, anything interesting going on?"
From the feed, it's easy to see that he's idly walking over a rooftop. "Oracle," Tim greets. "Am I right to think I'm about to get ambushed?"
Her lips twitch into a smile, but she tells him, "I can neither confirm nor deny anyone's position unrelated to work."
> Just chilling on a roof
> Oh yeah Spoiler wanted him for something!
> Lol, Red just knows
> It's like trying to lie to a birthday kid about "what do you mean there's a surprise party for you?""
That doesn't seem to bother him, as he keeps going with an acknowledging hum. It's a testament to how quiet today is, when not even Tim can find anything pressing to do on patrol and instead walks around waiting for something to happen.
Not even a moment later, Tim's camera jolts to the side as a smoke bomb hits the ground where he stood just moments earlier. Right after, Spoiler's purple blur jumps at him with a cackle. Babs is almost sad that there isn't another camera close enough to watch them, but the fast movements from Tim's point of view are entertaining in their own right. Red Robin manages to throw the vigilante away with his staff held up in defense, creating some distance between them.
Spoiler yells out, "I need help with Robin!"
Confused, Tim visibly falters and Steph, not one to miss her chance, immediately throws another of her bombs at him. Yelping, he tries to dodge, but is rooted in place. The camera follows his head, as they take in the gelatinous substance and see the exact moment he deflates.
"Sticky slime? Really?"
He sounds irritated but Spoiler only approaches him with gleeful cackles. "This is a masterpiece! Be glad I chose the short time option, or you'd be stuck all night."
> Lollll
> Sticky slime is a nightmare
> Ambush successful!
> THAT'S MY GIRL!!!!!
> Idk if I'd help my siblings out after that
Tim doesn't bother to fight and just holds his arm out with a sigh. Spoiler happily takes the towel, then lets herself plop down on the roof. "While we're here, I need you to use your brainpower to come up with a plan. I was serious when I said I needed help with Robin."
Babs can almost hear Tim rolling his eyes. "And you thought that I would be your best bet with the brat?"
"Yup," Spoiler nods, "You're dumb, but somehow smart enough to save the world from being taken over every other week. Now get to work!"
"I don't even know what this is about."
"Ah," Steph realizes her mistake and sheepishly grins. "I maaaay or may not have spray painted over a gift from Robin to Nightwing."
Tim sounds incredulous when he asks, "...why would you do that?"
"It's not my fault! How should I've known it was a gift? I just thought that he bought himself a new pair of shoes that needed a remake!"
"Have you thought about not doing it."
"Hell no."
There is a painful silence, then Tim finally sighs. "Alright."
"Yes!" Spoiler cheers, jumping in victory while he shifts his limbs again.
Tim seamlessly switches into a more thoughtful mindset and starts strategizing. "The first priority is that we need information. We can only prepare a countermeasure if we know how severe the issue is."
Steph perks to attention, passionately asking, "And how do we do that?"
It looks like they will be busy debating their next steps for a while, so Babs decides to move on. "Have fun you two, I'll go on to the next one." They absentmindedly say their goodbyes, Spoiler's shout of burning Nightwing's house down to hide the evidence being the last thing she hears.
> WHAT???
> If a house burns down tonight it was where Nightwing used to live /jk
> How is this Gotham's crime fighters
> Ah yes covering up a mess with an even bigger mess can never go wrong
> This is so wholesome? Idk why I thought it wouldn't be
Babs rolls her eyes, and tells the audience, "She's kidding. Spoiler absolutely wouldn't want to deal with the nightmare of having to explain her crimes to Batman."
And even less the wrath of their senior bird. Everyone sometimes forgets that Dick is the most ruthless member of their family when slighted. Sure, he tends to tone it down for his siblings because of how attached he is to them, but Babs has been his partner in crime for almost as long as Batman himself. A truly mad Dick Grayson is one who cuts where it hurts personally. Which makes it all the more fitting that he is her next main character.
She switches the screen to a clear shot of the Gotham skyline. Searching through the nearby security cameras, she hacks her way through to find a better angle. She finds one that frames Nightwing crouching on a roof with his back to the lense and has him highlighted by the pink neon lights of a commercial banner. Sometimes Babs amusedly wonders if the universe just bends itself to make him look good.
> Nightwing!!!!!
> He's so hot, omg
> Wow, that's just uhm wow
> Please don't kill us
> Is he single?
> Gggggha
> Step on me and I'll be cured of everything!
> Idk if I trust the guy who hunted Spoiler like it's a sport
> Love all your hard work<3
"Hey there, Boy Blunder," she greets. "Anything to say to your adoring fans?"
Nightwing tilts his head to listen, then leans back and casually kicks his legs over the roof's borders. "What isn't there to share," he teases back. But then he hums, sitting there with a thoughtful air to himself.
Just like her, Dick knows that this fun game for the kids is actually going to majorly change the world's perception of them. More importantly, it will change Gotham's perception. The Bats work in the shadows and bend or violate the law to suit their needs. Even if they do it for a good reason, they are vigilantes, not heroes. And that comes with a price.
"I guess I'd want to tell them that I'm grateful for everything they've done to support us," Nightwing says. "Obviously there's a lot of hard times and sometimes people are mad at us, but I honestly can't imagine that we'd have come this far if it weren't for a lot of Gotham's everyday citizens. We do our best to solve crimes, and that's a good thing! But that's just treating the symptoms. In all my years on the field, I think my biggest respect goes out to those who have done their best to help out others in their day-to-day life. Helping a neighbor, helping out paying someone's groceries, or just sitting with someone for a while who looks like they have it rough. It's... so simple and yet I've seen how it sometimes changes people's lives. And it inspires me to push myself even further."
If there was only one word that Babs was allowed to use to describe Dick, it would be inspiring.
Not because he's something anywhere close to perfect, for his prowess or his social abilities. No, Dick shines in that he sees anyone's casual actions and sees an achievement in it. A reason to be proud of oneself. Why shouldn't someone take pride in helping collect the groceries that someone else dropped? Why not take pride in helping an elderly in a wheelchair down the street? Why not - in this reality of highs and lows - take pride in taking a shower for the first time in weeks.
Nightwing lets out a breathless laugh. "I know, I'm always overly sappy, but I just wanted to make sure that people knew. That we appreciate every effort that you make."
> I'm sobbing 😭
> Nightwing be out there changing lives
> We appreciate your efforts too!!
> I love how humble he is.
> No idea if you remember, but you saved my daughter from a group of traffickers three days ago. She's been doing better and gushing about her favorite Bat which just so happens to be you. Thank you so much for saving my baby.
> The Gotham rizz.
> Shit, no need to hit me in the feels man
> Really needed to hear that today.
Babs forces herself to take a small breath and yet can't stop the smile on her face. "Way to go Boy Blunder. You've made the audience cry with your sparkles."
He chuckles in a way that she knows is only somewhat apologetic. "Sorry people, I promise that wasn't the goal."
It's almost a crime when she notices that Tim and Steph's trackers are closing in on Damian's. But this show must go on or there would be no thread through this chaotic livestream.
"Sorry to cut this short, but it looks like it's already time to say goodbye."
Nightwing whistles as he stands up. "Damn, they're not wasting any time. Go off and have fun then. Don't let them do anything I wouldn't."
Babs snorts, knowing fully well how much of a menace he can be.
Nightwing turns around to the camera with a cheeky smile, and salutes, "See you later then!" With that, he dramatically backflips off the roof and grapples away.
> Nooo, come back!
> Bye Bye!
> Love you nightwing
> My man left to go to war
Clicking out to the multiple pov cams, Babs tells them, "That was Nightwing everyone. We're going back to the horde of gremlins we left behind scheming earlier and then it's already almost time to call it a night."
> I miss my husband already
> Bye beautiful
> Chill everyone, he was here for five minutes
> Those are some jarring mood swings, I can't.
She swiftly finds Red Robin's mask camera and connects them to the audience. "So, how's your project coming along?" Babs asks them.
The feed looks right over the border of the building, indicating that he's crouched down and just barely catches a glimpse of Robin bandaging a teenager's leg.
Tim stays silent, but Steph's voice whispers, "Red's going to ambush the kid and figure out what we should do without getting us stabbed."
He drily adds, "Except that I'm the only one at risk of getting stabbed."
Spoiler tut's, and mock wisely tells him, "It's called dividing the work."
"No it's called sacrificing someone in case you need to run."
Too loud, Steph dramatically gasp offended, and Robin's head snaps in their direction.
For a moment, no-one moves.
Then Robin shoots off with his grapple, making Red Robin curse and setting off the chase. This is very different from the previous one, none of Spoilers unpredictable dodges or Nightwing's impossible twists. This is a chase between two hunters.
Damian darts off with deadly grace, slipping in and out of shadows while using his smaller frame to its full advantage. Tim himself is eerily quiet, the camera following along with his unwavering focus on the target.
Roofs fly by, as they race over the dark city's landscape in pursuit of their goal, never slowing down or wavering.
> Imagine being a criminal and having to run from this
> Run Robin, this is not your friend!!!!
> They're so fast
> Wow! This leads s awesome!
Watching this, there is nostalgia welling up in her in ways that she usually doesn't feel anymore. It's been a long time since Babs was able to experience the world with her own legs, to run and feel the wind in her hair as she flies over the roofs. But there isn't much else she can do right now except to watch them do what was once her whole life.
All of them stop when they hear a scream. Babs focus sharpens, immediately setting aside the livestream to search through their surroundings. As soon as she finds it, she dispatches, "Robin, three buildings to your left, man held at gunpoint, three assailants."
"Understood," Then he's off.
Red Robin follows while keeping some distance as the youngest drops down. A string of swears are heard, the sound of a scuffle, and then a gunshot goes off. A few tense moments later, Robin reports, "The criminals are apprehended, however the civilian caught a bullet to the side. In need of backup."
"ETA 1 minute," Red Robin immediately says.
"Calling an ambulance, ETA 10 minutes," Babs adds, contacting the nearest hospital and the GCPD right after. From the camera feed, Babs sees how Tim joins his brother holding a cloth over the bullet wound, thankful that the face blurring program works on the victim too. Together, the two of them discuss their immediate steps, then take care to stabilize it until medical help comes while calmly talking the man through what is happening in a way that comes from years of experience.
It takes some time, but the ambulance gets there and takes over for them. The two boys stand on the roof, watching how the car finally drives away.
"So," Red Robin draws out. "I heard you got Nightwing some shoes?"
Babs still doesn't know how this unsubtle Dofus is one of Gotham's best liars.
Robin shoots a suspicious look, but answers, "Indeed."
"Any special reason for that?"
The boy's eyes narrow even further. "Nightwing kept wearing an old pair that I gifted him over a year ago and refused to get rid of it despite the hole in the soles. It was the logical next step"
Humming in understanding, Red Robin goes on with, "Have you considered painting them?"
Robin goes rigid. The blanked-out eyes glare into the camera, the tone icy as he hisses, "What have you done to them?"
"Why would I have done anything?" Tim asks guilelessly.
Glare unmoving, Robin slowly pulls out his sword. "So you have chosen death."
Red Robin makes a light step back and nonchalantly says, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"And why not?"
Red Robin smugly holds up a white band into view. "Because you need to hurry along."
Robin startles, snapping his head to his wrist and truly, his band is missing. Turning back to Red Robin, he hisses, "I won't forget your slight and shall get to the bottom of it." Then he dashes off. Not that there's enough time left for him to get anyone, Babs muses.
They wait until Robin is out of view, then Tim announces, "You're fucked."
Steph comes out of hiding and steps closer with a whine. "Seriously? Oh man, I'm just going to stick with Black Bat from now on and hope she'll fight him off for me."
"And how likely is that?" Tim wryly asks.
Steph punches his shoulder and ignores his yelp, complaining, "She's my girlfriend. She's like, contractually obligated to save me."
Rubbing his shoulder, he mutters, "And does she know that?"
Steph pauses. The two of them stare at each other in silence. "I'm dead, aren't I?"
"Yeah."
They fall silent again.
Spoiler turns around and throws her hands up with a cheery, "Welp, it was nice knowing you, I'll go fake my death and run off to live on some remote island."
Babs snorts and finally makes her presence known again. "Well that will have to wait for a bit, because you still need to say goodbye to the public."
"You mean-"
Babs opens the channel to all the vigilantes again, changing the screen to show all of them, and announces, "Time is over everyone! Everyone except for Black Bat has had their towel stolen at some point, but our last victim was Robin. As such, it'll be up to you to convince Agent A that sweets should be allowed as mid-patrol snacks."
"Tt."
Babs goes on, "Well then, lovely viewers, it was fun to stream this with you, but this is where we part ways."
> Nooooo stay!
> My favorite furries are going home
> Goodbye!
> Already??? I need more!
> Gotham is blessed to have you <3
> Bye
> People are acting like it's not freaking 3 in the morning
> Good luck everyone!
> I'm off to rewatch this whole thing
Nightwing waves at them, saying, "Thanks for watching!"
Black Bat signs 'good night', while Red Robin just does a peace sign and Spoiler waves wildly yelling, "Don't forget to pick a favorite!"
"We don't do favorite polls," Dick tries, but Tim interrupts, "Yes, we do." "No-" "Since when was Spoiler with Red Robin," Damian demands.
Steph freezes, accidentally handing out all the information needed.
Sprinting, the boy screeches, "You decrepit old hag!"
"Oh, shit-!"