David Hines (hradzka) wrote,
David Hines

More "Escape Artistry"

Part two of "Escape Artistry", my first foray into JL animated fic, is up on ff.net, or will soon be once the chapter propagates.

"Where's Batman?" Diana said.

"Haven't seen him," said Flash, who was barely visible behind his morning stack of pancakes. "Don't know, don't want to know, don't care."

"Any idea?"

"He might've gone with Big Blue. Though I don't think Supes was in any mood to slow down enough for him."

"Superman in a mood? Why?"

"Well, you were there the other night," said the Flash. "Luthor's robot got away. Big Blue's taking that pretty personally." He shrugged. "I guess when you have telescopic vision, super-hearing, and X-ray eyes you're not used to something the size of a building being able to hide from you." He shoveled a forkful the size of Diana's fist into his mouth. "Why're you looking for Grim and Gruesome, anyway?" he said around it.

"He was scheduled to be up here today," said Diana. "He's on the duty roster. I wanted to ask him about our lessons."

Flash blinked. "Lessons?" he said. "Who's teaching who what?"

"He's teaching me. Escape artistry. So I can get out of handcuffs and things on my own, if need be."

Flash stopped chewing. He froze for a moment, then swallowed with a mighty effort.

"Wait," said Flash. "Wait, wait, wait. Let me get this straight. He's taking you off to his Batcave on a regular basis."

"Yes," said Diana.

"Where he ties you up, restrains you, chains you, binds you, and otherwise engages in forms of bondage."


"From which you then attempt to escape."


"Meaning you're writhing around, tied up, on the floor, while he watches."

"Yes," said Diana. It was, after all, an accurate assessment of the previous evening.

Flash was silent for a few moments.

"I hate him and everything he stands for," he said.
Tags: dcu, fic

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