Prompt Post - Part Four [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]

[yj_anon]

THIS PART IS NOW CLOSED. YOU CAN CONTINUE POSTING FILLS, BUT PLEASE PROMPT ALL NEW THINGS HERE.

Part one here!

Part two here!

Part three here!

Feel free to reprompt posts from parts one, two, three in part four once. If you do so, I'd recommend leaving a link to your fill on the original prompt, in case somebody is tracking the first thread.
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I Can't Sing In This Shit! prt3

[anonymous]

She was asleep by the time the car stopped, and Dick woke her by gently shaking her shoulder. He smiled when she looked at him questioningly.

"We're here," he said, and climbed out of the car.

They were parked in a garage, beside a giant black monstrosity and several motorcycles.

She pointed at the black monstrosity. "Is that the-"

"Batmobile?" he finished for her, "Yeah. Bruce and the Bat are pretty tight, Batman asked if he could keep it here when he got it, and it's been here ever since. That thing's been here longer than I have."

"Have you met him?" Artemis asked.

"Batman? Yeah. He's kinda weird. Robin's pretty cool though. A bit job oriented, if you ask me. I taught him most of the moves he knows. All the acrobatics." He seemed proud. "I can show you if you like!" she nodded, "But only after you get dry."

She was supplied with soft clothes, a dry towel, and a warm bath. Within thirty minutes, she was dry and happy, walking with Dick toward the training room.

"Bruce says you're staying the night," Dick said in a way that said it didn't matter if it was monkeys living in fish tanks or the sky being made of jelly, if it was Bruce Wayne saying it, it was law. "He already called your mother. She seems okay with it. I listened in," he explained.

That made her smile. He and Robin really would get along, wouldn't they?

"Here we are," he announced. In a second he was up on the balance beam, flipping heal over hand up onto a set of rings. He flew and flipped between them with all the grace of the trapeze artist he was.

It was like having her own private circus and performer. He was amazing.

When he flipped to the ground and bowed it was clear that he had barely broken a sweat. This was just what he did. He looked just as natural in it as Robin.

"Now," he said, "coco and videogames?"

"Nothing sounds better."

I Can't Sing In This Shit! prt4 end

[anonymous]

It couldn't have been a better day. Suddenly she was tucked into a big, comfortable bed, falling asleep without a care int he world. Man, rich folks had it great.

Because Robin saves everyone from rainy days, and this prompt is awesome, despite having already been filled.

Re: I Can't Sing In This Shit! prt4 end (OP)

[anonymous]

Yay, Artemis and Robin bonding cuteness!

I especially liked the beginning, and how, if she were anyone else, this wouldn't be a problem. (In my head, bedraggled Artemis looks a bit like a wet cat.)