[h3][color=a36209][b]Derrick[/b][/color] [b]and[/b] [color=0072bc][b]Donny[/b][/color][/h3]


[i]The two were in a dark blue Mercedes, a Benz. The thing had been in one of the rich neighborhoods, and probably weighed two tons. [/i]

[color=f26522]"Ayuh, Ah'll have thah juniah hamburgah with mustahd, not mayo, an' a strawberrah slushah."[/color]

[i]They would be parked at a Sonic, the best spot for hammering out details. As they waited for their orders, Donny would start dishing out his ideas for handling each potential problem.

Derrick's right gauntlet moved at the back of his neck as he put pressure on a tiny spot that was bothering him. He looked at Donny and then veered his sight towards the window, clearly searching for any loopholes on his plan. Of course, there were always things that could go wrong when one decides to take on the Bat-family. They were extremely organized, some of them experienced with taking care inhuman threats. But as far as plans went, Donny crafted a good one.

Maintaing the silence, Derrick took a step out of the Benz, letting the heavy door get back on it's closed position. He threw both of his elbows at the car's open window.[/i]

"This might work. In the meantime, we should split. The cops are probably looking for two criminals who may resemble us, after the stunt you pulled at the intersection. If you need me, come at The Factory between the hours of Six and Ten P.M." 

[i]On that note, Spider's grappling hook hit one of the buildings, hauling him up.

Donny's revolver practically jumped into his hand as he fired off a shot at the grappling hook cord right as Spider started to descend, to snap the tether loose. He'd then holster his weapon, nodding.[/i]

[color=f26522]"Trah nawt tuh use them things. Yuh most vulnerable when yuh in thuh air, an' if yuh chasin' Batman up a roof, he'll be waitin' at thuh top tuh knock yuh back down. If yuh see a boy wondah doin' that, jus' shoot 'em. They won't be able tuh dodge shit. If ya wanna keep one, Ah'll pay fah thuh replacement..."[/color]

[i]Derrick, in his full suit, felt himself gravitating towards the ground seconds after hearing a gunshot. He barely landed on his feet, his head instinctively turning to where the gunshot originated from. To no surprise, the shooter was his newfound ally. 
[/i]

"How about I pay you back right now?!", [i]A volatile Dertick spoke as his right gauntlet got hold of one of his prized Five-Sevens. Without even breaking eye contact with Donny, he shot the car's front tire. A gunshot in such a quiet neighborhood would surely attract attention, not to mention how the duo were having difficulty settling on one car, mostly due to necessity. [/i]

"Have fun.", [i]Spider spoke in his usual resonating tone, opting to take the more obvious route home.[/i]


[i]Donny looked up at the sky as the Benz slowly sank to one side, emitting a continuous farting noise from the escaping air pressure. The Sonic waitress stopped short to watch in awkward silence. Donny closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose as the squealing kept going. It was going to be a long walk to the Mall. At last when it stopped, he tilted his gaze to the waitress.[/i]

[color=f26522]"Ayuh... Bettah bring an' extra slushie, dahlin'. Gonnah need it."[/color]