First-line meme response: Robin Rule 47
Title: Robin Rule 47
Summary: Stephanie really has to pee.
Characters: Stephanie Brown (Robin IV) and Batman
Rating: PG
Word count: 400
AN: Written for miakun's incarnation of the first-line drabble meme. I had *entirely* too much fun writing this.
Stephanie really has to pee.
She shifted subtly to the right, feeling like a little kid and hoping that Batman doesn’t notice. He doesn’t give any indication that he thinks she’s turned into a little kid, but it’s Batman, and he might just be storing away ammunition for a critique later.
Really, Batman’s more like the girls she goes to school with than she thinks he realizes.
She shifted again and watched the warehouse even more carefully, willing the criminals inside to just go ahead and make a move already. Then she could kick ass and take names and scurry down to the donut shop half a block away so that she doesn’t do something mortally embarrassing.
Robin Rule 47, she thought. Never get the bright idea to drink a supersize slurpee before patrol ever again.
There hadn’t been a protocol listed for stake-out potty breaks. Steph glanced over at Batman. If she was here with Cass, then she wouldn’t be in this mess. Cass always noticed and motioned for her to go already and kept an eye on things while Steph was gone. Cass never sat there stoically pretending she didn’t notice her partner doing a jig holding it in.
Batman continued to stare at the warehouse, as though he were blind to his new partner’s plight. Steph narrowed her eyes. Was this some sort of test? She thought Batman was above hazing rituals, but then again, she was sitting here in a uniform that had originally included spanky pants.
Maybe she should say something. She should definitely say something. To Batman. About her dire need for a potty break.
She only barely resisted the urge to bury her face in her hands and then die of embarrassment. She bet none of the other Robins were put through this torture. They were all boys, they probably just announced their bladder situations like they were talking about the weather.
She gritted her teeth. Okay, she was just going to have to *say* something before the situation hit meltdown proportions. She opened her mouth...
“Why don’t you run a perimeter check and make sure there’s no activity on the rest of the block?” Batman said.
Stephanie could swear that he was laughing at her under that frown and growl.
“Okay, boss,” she said, aiming for petulance for the undetectable laughter but utterly failing to keep the gratitude out of her voice.
Summary: Stephanie really has to pee.
Characters: Stephanie Brown (Robin IV) and Batman
Rating: PG
Word count: 400
AN: Written for miakun's incarnation of the first-line drabble meme. I had *entirely* too much fun writing this.
Stephanie really has to pee.
She shifted subtly to the right, feeling like a little kid and hoping that Batman doesn’t notice. He doesn’t give any indication that he thinks she’s turned into a little kid, but it’s Batman, and he might just be storing away ammunition for a critique later.
Really, Batman’s more like the girls she goes to school with than she thinks he realizes.
She shifted again and watched the warehouse even more carefully, willing the criminals inside to just go ahead and make a move already. Then she could kick ass and take names and scurry down to the donut shop half a block away so that she doesn’t do something mortally embarrassing.
Robin Rule 47, she thought. Never get the bright idea to drink a supersize slurpee before patrol ever again.
There hadn’t been a protocol listed for stake-out potty breaks. Steph glanced over at Batman. If she was here with Cass, then she wouldn’t be in this mess. Cass always noticed and motioned for her to go already and kept an eye on things while Steph was gone. Cass never sat there stoically pretending she didn’t notice her partner doing a jig holding it in.
Batman continued to stare at the warehouse, as though he were blind to his new partner’s plight. Steph narrowed her eyes. Was this some sort of test? She thought Batman was above hazing rituals, but then again, she was sitting here in a uniform that had originally included spanky pants.
Maybe she should say something. She should definitely say something. To Batman. About her dire need for a potty break.
She only barely resisted the urge to bury her face in her hands and then die of embarrassment. She bet none of the other Robins were put through this torture. They were all boys, they probably just announced their bladder situations like they were talking about the weather.
She gritted her teeth. Okay, she was just going to have to *say* something before the situation hit meltdown proportions. She opened her mouth...
“Why don’t you run a perimeter check and make sure there’s no activity on the rest of the block?” Batman said.
Stephanie could swear that he was laughing at her under that frown and growl.
“Okay, boss,” she said, aiming for petulance for the undetectable laughter but utterly failing to keep the gratitude out of her voice.