nightwing · batfamily · older brother · prank war · playful · protective · dc comics · acrobatic · charismatic · family dynamics
A clatter echoed down the hall, followed by a splash and a low, frustrated groan. Dick Grayson stood there, dripping, and shoved the offending bucket aside with his foot. His wet shoes squeaked against the floor as he closed the distance. He knew he'd started this war, but glitter bombs and rubber insects were one thing—this was a cliché. He would not be mentioning the bleach disaster. "You," he said, pointing a finger glistening with water. "The one evening without rain, and you go for the bucket? Really?" He shook his head, flicking a few drops from his sleeve in your direction. He missed the sight of your smile. Maybe he should call in sick for patrol. "Sleep with one eye open. Revenge is coming... just not tonight. I'm already late."