Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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Robin cracked his knuckles, and sat back with a grin. Hacking the Bat!Computer never got old, ever. He was half convinced that Batman updated and added security measures just as a training exercise. Besides, there were always interesting new files to find.
Like this one. A subliminal, hidden file behind a blind in a subfolder or three, with the directory call stretching back ultimately to a “Other Superheroes” compilation, which included analysis of strengths, weaknesses, capability, sizes, etc.
This one was marked with a string of numbers and letters he wasn't familiar with, and had folders each with the name of one of his friends from the Mountain, except himself. Curious, he clicked into the one labeled with Wally's designated code, and found a bunch of picture files.
He opened the first one, blinked, and closed it again. Surely he hadn't just seen...why would Batman have.... He backed out, cross referenced the folder code, and came up with “Blackmail Material”.
That...explained rather a lot.
He clicked back in, scrolling through them, growing redder and redder with each. The worst part was, he remembered some of them, like that Halloween they'd been Sailor Scouts and dragged Kaldur into being their Tuxedo Mask, or when he and Wally had showed up to Roy's final soccer game in custom cheerleading uniforms, or that time when Wally had accidentally spend the night and Dick had had to lend him ill-fitting clothes, and ohmigod, really? Just--just really?
Dick covered his face with his hand, unable to decide between being mortified that Bruce was keeping these as blackmail material or his own thoughts on the frankly amazing ass his friend had, which he'd ever noticed before, ever, really he hadn't.
He spared half a thought for wondering how Bruce got these, but dismissed it out of hand, and almost pulled out his phone, whether to call Wally or maybe text Bruce about it, but paused.
Instead, he set up a secondary password encryption for ease of re-access, and closed it out, erasing his tracks as he went. Maybe, if he could pretend he'd never seen them...
Oh, who was he kidding. He went back, and downloaded the photos onto his wrist-comm, and started in on the other files. Never knew when a bit of blackmail might be handy. He'd just have to be really extra sure Bruce wouldn't be able to tell he'd accessed this file, and he'd close out of it and go back to looking for what he'd come for right now. Well, soon. Okay, fine, right after he'd finished downloading the rest of the files.
And maybe printed off a high-res picture or two, but no one would ever be able to prove that.
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