"It's Joker again," Bruce said, in a deep husky voice "Dick, call Barbra, this may get ugly."

"YES! FINALLY SOME ACTION!" yelled the boy wonder, as he through down the book he was reading.

Dick was a 10th grader and was almost done with his homework he'd been working on for the last 2 hours.

He got up and ran to the phone. He dialed the number he knew the best.

"Hello?" asked the sweet voice on the other end.

"Hey Babs, Joker's out again at his old hideout, we need you now! Bruce said its gunna be a tough one tonight."

"Ha! Nothing that we can't handle! I'll be there in a little bit, but Dick, do me one thing?"

"Sure, what?"

"Leave some butts for me to kick this time, ok?"

"Haha, no problem. See you down there!"

"Bye!"

Dick through the phone down and raced for the Batcave. He ran down and through his costume on quickly. It was very colorful, just the way he liked it. It was a red vest, with green short sleeves and a little yellow and black "R" in the upper right chest. He had a black cape that was yellow on the inside and green pants. He had matching green gloves and a yellow belt full of gadgets. And to finish it off, he had a black facemask that kept the identity as a foster son of Bruce away from the world. He slicked back his semi-spiked hair and was off.

He saw that Bruce, or the Batman had already drove out and figured that he went too slowly for the Dark Knight to wait. Dick… or Robin jumped on his matching cycle and drove out in a cloud of dust. He figured that Alfred would have to clean that up later. He felt a little guilty even though he was the butler. He pushed that aside and was ready to fight.

He weaved in and out of cars and got to the old hideout in a matter of minuets. He arrived right in the middle of what appears to be a showdown between the joker and Batman. Robin looked around and saw that there were only four henchmen tied up in the corner.

Robin thought, "Hmm, Bruce said that tonight was going to be tough... Barbra is going to be here soon and there looks like there is nothing for us to do. Dang!"

So Robin got off the cycle and stood bye batman just in case he needed him, and from the looks of it, he wasn't going to.

A couple of moments later, there was another loud roar and Barbra pulled up. She was wearing her Batgirl costume that was purple, with a yellow bat on the chest of the short dress. She had purple leggings that almost didn't show because she had long boots that met right above the knee. She had a black cape that looked a lot like Batman's but was purple on the inside. She was also wearing a mask that looked a lot like Batman's but showed a little more face. Quickly she hopped off her cycle that matched and stood right next to Robin.

"What'd I miss?" She said in an adorable tone.

"Beats me, I just got here."

"Didn't I say to leave butts for me to kick?" She said in a sweet, but mocking voice.

"Well I didn't get to either, if it makes you feel any better." He said mocking her voice.

"Great"

"Batman did say that tonight was going to be hard, and he is usually never wrong, so watch your back." His tone getting more worried.

"I think I can do that, after all I am the world greatest supergal!"

"Don't let it all go to your head Batgirl"

"Too late"

Looking at the fight going on in front of them, they could see that the Joker was being badly beaten. But as Batman gave him a hard punch in the jaw, the joker ran to a shed and pulled out a small black box that had a big red button in the middle. As he pushed it a loud sound came from what seemed like every direction and the most odd-looking henchmen emerged from all around them. Batgirl gasped.

"So I'm guessing this is what Batman meant by a hard night…"

The Men started charging at all three of them and the odds were not in their favor.