Chapter Text
One Month Later
Brian looked at Dick in glee, “It’s a packed house, hun! Show ‘em whose boss.”
“Oh, they all know it’s the bird.” Dick bumped his hip on Brian’s.
Together, they peeked out at the crowd. The seats were filled with Rogues and Bats alike, with Batman notably in stunning drag.
“On in ten!” Tony shouted. “Good luck, Discowing,” he added hastily.
The first note of Caesar on the TV Screen by The Last Dinner Party sounded. Dick took a few steps back before tumbling onto stage and falling into a death drop. The crowd gasped, then cheered.
That bitch, Brian thought, is truly the best of us.
