Red Hood and Red Robin (IV)

"Hey, The Flash was hungry! Bringing us here took a lot out of him. We couldn't just leave him like that."

"You—Zeus!" Without another word, Jason stepped onto the Thundercloud and flew toward the barbecue restaurant.

"What the hell is that?" Red Hood was leaping between rooftops when a shadow swept overhead. He looked up and saw what looked like a fast-moving black cloud. "Has Gotham City's weather gotten that weird?"

Red Hood checked the cloud's heading. It was going in the same direction he had come from. He tightened his hood and jumped into a nearby alley.

Jason paid him no mind from up above. Gotham had plenty of weirdos. Someone traveling across the rooftops was nothing unusual. Maybe he was just an office worker running late.

Jason landed at George's BBQ and irritably kicked the door open. "Hey, where's Roland?"

"Over here." Roland leaned out of a booth. "Come on over. We ordered for you."

"That's more like it." Jason sat down beside Roland. "What took you so long? I've been waiting for days!"

"Time moves differently in the two worlds. Less than a day passed on my end." Roland shrugged.

"Fine." Jason speared a rib from the plate in front of him. "Still, I've gotten quite a lot done these past few days."

"Busy deleting the embarrassing evidence of your little green scaled briefs? You'd need Oracle's help for that, right?" Roland asked.

"How did you kno—what nonsense are you talking about?" Jason's face darkened. "I'm not Tim. Why would I wear little briefs?"

"Heh." Roland tipped his chin toward Batman across the table. "See that Batman? He isn't from our world either. He happens to have a Robin named Jason, too."

"Don't try to trick me. Even if Batman looks the same in both worlds, the