Wonder Woman

"Then what's my connection to you?" Green Arrow asked suspiciously.

"Maybe I'd heard of Green Arrow, so I teleported you here," Roland explained. "Heh." Batman flew the plane, seeing through the excuse but saying nothing.

"I need to get back to Star City. I've got a mountain of work waiting for me," Oliver said gloomily. He'd been worn out lately. There was no end to the business at Queen Industries, and he didn't have an assistant who could measure up to Lucius Fox.

"Work?" Batman looked thoughtful. "You might want to prepare to take some time off. I just checked: there isn't a functioning airport left in England, and nearly every plane that could fly has already gone."

"Yes!" Kara cheered.

"Sigh... That's a problem," Oliver said. "But it's beyond my control."

"How are you going to explain why you're in England?" Batman asked.

Oliver looked at Merlin. "Yeah. What am I supposed to do?"

"I could send a duplicate with you—"

"Forget it. There's no need, and ordinary people would have a hard time believing magic exists." Oliver shook his head. He'd only been talking. Queen Industries was his company; he didn't owe many people an explanation.

"Hey, Hollihan, sorry for the trouble, but could you cover my class this afternoon? I'm in England and won't be back anytime soon. Ben and Roland are here too—oh, and Kara and Cassandra." Deadshot had already gotten through to Hollihan. "How did we end up in England?

"Good question. Do you believe in magic?"

"Did Hollihan chew you out?" Bronze Tiger asked.

"No. He said he'd settle accounts with us when we got back," Deadshot replied.

"You're responsible for this," Roland told Merlin.

"...What exactly do you mean by responsible?" Merlin had a bad feeling.

"I'm thinking of adding an elective magic