... I was in the mood for a random Dick/Babs thing. So... this happened.

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Tim groaned, leaning against the edge of the roof of the building he, Nightwing, and Batgirl were perched on. His companions were not paying attention to the young hero's annoyance, though.

They were far too busy flirting. They would say it was 'bickering', but Tim knew better. They were flirting. They were flirting hard.

"Well, maybe the trade is happening right now, but somewhere else. Ever consider that, Wonder Boy?"

Nightwing scoffed.

"All three of us checked that file. It specifically said the drug trade was going on right here, at this exact time. Admitting that could be elsewhere would either be saying the file was wrong, or that you also made a mistake."

"These are drug lords, I would not put it above them to make fake files!"

"We're not dealing with the big one here, though! These aren't smart enough for that!"

Robin sighed, pulling out his bo staff to spin around, entertaining himself. He eventually glanced down at the alley where their targets were supposed to turn up...

Only to see them there, going through the exact trade they were trying to stop.

"Umm... guys..."

"Just a second, Rob," Dick said, putting up a finger to signal only needing another moment.

"You are just so stubborn!"

"Oh yeah, like you're the queen of compromise."

"Really, guys,"

"Just another moment, Robin!"

"See, you're so full of yourself right now, you won't even listen to your own little brother!"

"Oh, that is low! I'm trying to have a civil conversation with you! I'm sorry if you'd rather I pay attention to Robin than you."

"Ohhh, you wouldn't be making as many stupid mistakes if you ever really paid attention to either of us!"

"What do you mean by that-"

"You two can make-out later, can we please focus on the drug trade that just ended and the guys in the transaction who are currently getting away!" Tim eventually just yelled rather loudly, annoyed at the two older heroes. Said heroes both blinked at the words, before looking down at the escaping dealers.

"Well, let's go get them, then!" Batgirl stated, pulling out a wire to swing after one of them.

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Nightwing asked, as he took out his own wire.

Tim just responded with a glare. A hard, fierce glare.