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“Can you fly?”
Batman lowered his night-vision watchamacallits and sighed. “You again.”
“Duh. So, can you?”
“Can I what?”
“Fly.”
“No.” He wasn’t going to get annoyed.
“Superman can fly.”
Batman got annoyed. “Superman has the sort of power that no man should ever possess,” was his snappy reply.
“But Superman isn’t a man. He’s, like, an alien guy from a galaxy far, far, far away.”
“That isn’t the… Look, I’m not going to argue with you.”
“Then what do you want to do with me?” Xander asked with a wicked leer.
“Don’t tempt me.”
Xander grinned and moved a little closer. “I wish I could fly, right up to the sky. But I can’t.”
“You will if I kick you,” Batman muttered under his breath.
“Do you know any good mechanics?” Xander asked, either not hearing or completely ignoring Batman’s comment. “The engine fell out of my car - literally. Are you any good at fixing cars? Or perhaps know where I can get a new car for fifty cents?”
Batman sighed. It was not a happy sound. “I might know someone. Dick.”
“Hey, there’s no need for that. I’m only trying to be friendly.” Xander looked insulted for only a second before his mind drifted back to other matters. “Do you wish you could fly?”
“I don’t need to. I have skills that far compensate.” And why had he used Dick’s real name instead of Nightwing? There was something about this kid that threw him totally off track.
“You didn’t answer my question.” Xander’s expression was more than a little smug. “You’re all avoidy. Is that because you’re jealous?”
Batman huffed. “Is there a reason you’re bothering me?”
“Avoidy again. And nope. I just like to bother, irritate and generally get up people’s noses.” Xander sat down on the ledge beside Batman. “Want me to go away? I’ve got Hershey Kisses.”
Batman thought long and hard. “The ones with peanut butter?”
“Of course.”
Batman held out his hand.
Totally off track.
TBC…
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