Fox On the Run | Batgirl and Red Hood | Flashback

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“Sorry,” Barbara cupped a hand to her ear. “I can’t understand you. Something about me being the better vigilante, right? Shouldn’t talk with your mouth full.” Bounding up from her seated position, she sucked in her bottom lip between her front teeth, cautious smirk playing at her mouth. She watched with curiosity as something flashed over his face, something she didn’t quite comprehend. Something, she assumed, he was trying to obfuscate. 

Standing with her hands on her hips, Barbara grabbed at his arms, attempting to pull him up. “Trying to serenade me? It won’t work. I’m a hard egg to crack.” A brief burst of laughter escaped her lips, hanging in the air before she tried to hoist him again. “You’re heavier than you look.”

“So, you sing, you shoot bad guys, you bring me hot dogs from the stadium, but…” There was a glimmer in her eye as she placed their hands together, weaving fingers against his. “Do you dance?”

He laughed as she failed to lift him, knowing he was nearly three hundred pounds, armor and weapons included. “You’re gonna need to work out a bit more to lift me, Batsie.” But he stood a little taller, letting her lift him a few inches. When she darted around him, holding his hands up, he smiled.

“I was taught to dance by a French assassin while living in Rome. What do you like, a waltz? Two step? It’s been a few years, but still. I think I can manage.”

A speaker in the Hood played in the backgroumd, Elvin Bishop’s Fooled Around and Fell in Love. The dance was slow, soft, and totally different for them. The deadly assassin Red Hood, cradling the willowy vigilante Batgirl, dancing int he cold night air. Bruce would have been furious.

With her head on his chest, he whispered to her, barely carrying above the wind and street noise. “It’s really a shame we’re supposed to keep this a secret, Batsie. It’s hard enough with you working solo. I’ve still got a group asking me where I keep going.” He paused, still swaying slowly. “Don’t you have someone who wonders where you go?”