Bats Go Live!!!
-started this like two months ago, but never managed to end it to my liking.-
Hour One (07:00 pm)
"Aaaand we're live!" Tim announced. "Welcome to our equal rights livestream, it is currently 7pm EST, and we will be running this stream for however long it takes until we raise 60 million dollars for the international LGBTQIA+ support and safety fund. E'rybody say Hi."
"Hi!"
"Howdee!"
"Let's do names." Robin announced. "I'm Robin, He/Him."
"Red Hood. He/Him, but I don't mind They/them."
"Nightwing, I use He/him."
"Batgirl, she/her."
"Red Robin, obviously, he/him. And uh... Spoiler is joining soon, but she's- shes busy right now."
"R-Speedy. I'm speedy. He/him."
"Nice one. Slick." Jason pecked his boyfriend's cheek.
"So the way this works is that we won't end the stream until we raise 30million dollars." Barbara explained. "And for every hour the stream goes, Bruce Wayne is donating 30 million on his own, so keep the stream going!...But not too long, cause I want to sleep this week."
"And every 10 mil is a milestone. for every milestone we hit, we'll do something fun for y'all, you can vote on what those are on twitter."
"@babybatbitchesofficial, and for every donation over a hundred dollars, you get a shoutout, and we put your name on out little clipboard." Tim proclaimed. "And... fun things will happen, some friends will come over, so keep watching!"
"We might have to tag out to take naps, I don't know how long this will take..." Dick said.
"I'm not going to sleep." Damian said. "I'll be here the whole time.
"You're dumb." Jason told him, chuckling.
"He won't last the stream."
"I will!"
"Fine then, I'll stay up too! Just to prove he can't!" Jayson announce
Dick looked up from monitoring the chat. "Whoa! Guys, can we put the donation counter up on screen? We've got ten hundred already."
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Hour Two (08:00 pm)
"So, who's staying?" Robin asked, watching the chat from his phone. "I'm staying the whole time ."
"I'm staying the whole time too." Jay agreed.
"I'm staying the whole time, unless something comes up." Roy said, leaning over to kiss his boyfriend on the cheek. He was thirsty for his SO's attention.
"I'm leaving at ten, but coming back at five am!" Babs added, turning expectantly to last two. "And them I'm staying."
"I'm staying."
"Nightwing and I live here." Tim added. "I'm leaving in a couple hours, me and BG are helping Bats on Patrol, but then were back!"
A door opened behind the camera, and Stephanie entered, trying to be quiet. "Are we on?" She stuck a mask over her eyes.
"Heyy! Spoiler's here!"
"Give us a bow, darling."
Stephanie flounced on screen with a halfhearted curtsy. "Sorry I'm late."
"Spoiler, are you staying the whole time?"
She ruffled Robin's hair and squeezed on the sofa between Tim and Roy. "Yes, except for naps. But I'll be here!"
Dick cheered. "So far we're at $11, 250. We should start picking milestones."
"I've been monitoring social media." Damian scrolled on his phone lazily. "The winning options for our first milestone are 'Red Hood eats an entire box of cereal in one sitting', and 'Competitive chess game between the two stupidest present'."
"So Speedy and Hood?" Dick giggled.
"More like Robin and Spoiler."
"Rude."
"EXCUSE Me, who helped you pass socials 8?"Stephanie flicked Jason's ear. "Check yourself, lil bro."
"It should be Red robin! Remember when he forgot Oxygen was an element?"
"Bold words from someone I taught to toe his shoes!
"This will take forever to decide who's the dumbest." Damian grumbled. "We don't own six-sided chess. I'll get some cereal from the pantry." He heaved off the couch and moped off.
"Froot Loops! Demon? Froot Loops!" Jason called in vein. "Whatever, Let's move onto the floor."He and Roy slid off the sofa they'd moved into the batcave, and onto the cool stone floor. "Wassup, Birdie?"
"Mm." Dick shrugged, glued to his phone. "KF gets out soon."
"Ooh, is Kid Flash joining?" Tim asked his little brother, who nodded intently. "When?"
"Nine-ish." Dick didn't bother looking up from his phone. "I can ask him to invite his shrexy future-cousin for you."
Tim rolled his eyes behind his mask, cracking his neck restlessly.
"Gimme gimme." Jason snatched the cereal box from the returning Damian. "Raisin Bran? Fuck you! I'll get my own cereal!"
"That's the idea." Damian reclaimed the couch.
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Hour Three (09:00 pm)
"$2o, 006, and I am glad to say Hood is almost done his cinnamon toast crunch." Steph flicked through the chat. "What's our second milestone?"
"Uhh, cats the musical quiz." Dick replied, causing many groans.
"YES!" Jason cheered. "Look, you can all get fucked, I LOVE Cats. The stage show, not the movie. Not even I can love the movie..."
"Hood's a freak." Roy commented.
"It's just: CATS. That's the whole show! No plot, just cats." Jason laughed. "Damn I love those songs!"
"Alright, calm the hell down." Dick said judgementally.
Dick pulled up the quiz, and walked them through it with the following results: Damian got Macavity, Stephanie got Jennyennydots, Roy got skimbleshanks(goddamn redhead), Jay was Rum Tum Tugger, and Dick was (much to his own pleasure) Mistoffelees.
They mutually decided that when Barbara and Tim returned from Patrol, they'd have to take the quiz as well.
"We should plan our third and forth milestones." Barbara said. "We're moving fast."
There was a flash from the elevator, and a thud with two resulting groans.
"Speaking of moving fast..." Damian grumbled as the doors opened wide enough for speedster entrance.
"Here! Sorry!" Wally scurried to Dick's side, and they exchanged cheek kisses, and sat down on the floor to cuddle and discuss.
"Where's Tiii...." Bart shut up as the others frantically signalled. "....red robin?"
"Patrol." Steph said, uninterested.
"Aww." He flopped on the couch armrest. "Sucks."
"Hey Impy!" Dick called, bouncing his head against Bart's leg. "What's up?"
"Not much, just helping kid with his summer school homework." Bart nudged Wally in the back with his toe.
"I'm voluntarily taking summer school, for the record." Wally clarified. "And your 'help' was logging me into your computer."
"'help'? I helped you with those bar graphs too!" Bart defended.
"Yeah, yeah..." Wally admitted, rolling his eyes.
"So, right now we're deciding milestones, like, things we gotta do when we raise a certain amount." Dick explained. "Any ideas?"
"Oh! Can we... can we do the thing? That we discussed?" Wally asked, glancing at the camera."
"What?" The redhead leaned in and whispered in his ear. Dick cackled, nodding excitedly. "YES YES YES! Tell them!"
"Okay, so we had this Idea of taking Comm recordings from the team, and with our mentors and stuff, and editing them down into podcast highlights!"
"That sounds fun!" Bart told them.
"I could get down for that, but we'll get to look over audio first, right?" Steph asked.
"Yeah! Yeah..." Dick agreed, sketchily. "what do you think, Chat? You want our radio highlights?"
"Chat's all positive." Damian said lazily, scrolling on his laptop.
"Okay, We'll edit a possible Pilot, and release it at, what? 60,000?"
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Hour five (11:00)
"You still sure you're not going to sleep?" Jason asked.
"Yes." Damian grunted, trying to ignore him.
"But it's eleven, and we've only got 36, 097. It could be HOURS before we get to 60 mil!"
"You want to give up?"
"Pfft! Me? Give up?" Jason laughed. "never!"
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