The rooftop of a skyscraper in the Coast City.
Barry Allen was squeezing ketchup onto a hot dog, while Hal Jordan had already devoured half a dozen next to him.
The soda cans were scattered to one side.
"Seriously," Barry mumbled, taking a big bite of his hot dog, "The world's been a little too quiet ever since Thomas took down Black Adam and Savage. I've rescued almost a reinforced company of cats this week."
Hal burped, grabbed a new can of soda, and said, "Yeah, I've almost forgotten how to spell 'supervillain.' My recent job has been sculpting little bunnies and puppies for kids at a community school using rings, and they still complain that my creations aren't realistic enough."
Barry shrugged. "It's better than catching those kids in the middle of the road who're playing with their skateboards like Rocket. But..."
His expression turned slightly serious. "Don't you think this is too quiet? Like the calm before the storm."
"What could be so serious?" Hal nonchalantly gulped down a mouthful of soda. " Darkseid's a kid now, are we really going to worry about him conquering the universe in his diapers and baby car?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a golden streak of light streaked across the sky and descended upon the two of them at an astonishing speed.
As the light faded, Diana's tall and athletic figure was revealed.
Hal whistled loudly, a signature roguish grin on his face. " Diana? What brings you here? Missing my unparalleled good looks?"
Diana completely ignored his teasing, simply rolling her eyes and glancing at the two of them. "I've come to see you. I have something to say."
Barry devoured the remaining hot dog in a few bites, then instantly stood up straight, stretched his joints, and went into battle alert mode. "Speak, Diana, what is it? Do we need the entire League mobilized?"
Diana looked at their tense expressions, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips. "In a sense, it is indeed a big deal."
She paused, savoring the tension between them, before slowly uttering that earth-shattering statement.
Bruce is getting engaged to Selene the day after tomorrow.
Clang!
Hal dropped the soda can from his hand, the cold liquid splashing onto his trouser leg, but he didn't notice.
His eyes widened as if he had heard something unbelievable.
"Say that again? Diana, are you serious?"
He pointed towards Gotham, then pointed to his own head. "That Batman? That paranoid? That guy who'd practically implant bugs and backup plans in his underwear? He's getting married? Who's so crazy as to want to live the rest of their life under his surveillance?"
Barry stood there, stunned, for several seconds before he processed the information. "Okay... you win, Diana. This is indeed a big deal, the biggest deal since the League was founded."
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, this was even more shocking than when he ran into the Speed Force Dimension and saw the timeline collapse.
Diana, observing their reactions, nodded with satisfaction. "The day after tomorrow, Wayne Manor. Remember not to be late."
After saying that, she turned around and prepared to take off, "I still need to inform Arthur and Victor."
"Wait!" Hal called out to her, his face a complex mix of shock, schadenfreude, and gossip. "I bet five bucks you want to see us all utterly dumbfounded!"
Diana stopped in mid-air, turned back and gave him a "you guessed right" look, then turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.
Hal watched the direction she left in and said leisurely to Barry, "See? I knew it."
Barry stroked his chin, a sly glint in his eyes, and tiny sparks of electricity crackled around his feet from the Speed Force. "Tell me... what if I set off now and managed to notify Arthur and Victor before Diana?"
Upon hearing this, Hal revealed a sly grin, as if he were watching a good show. " Barry, you're in for a rough time during future League training sessions."
He patted Barry on the shoulder. "Imagine Diana binding you with the Lasso of Truth and making you practice your fighting skills against the entire Amazons army."
The image instantly flashed through Barry's mind: him being tossed around like a punching bag by a group of Amazon Warrior who were taller and stronger than him.
He shuddered and decisively shook his head.
"Never mind then, I don't want to be the first the Flash to get crushed to death."
Atlantis, Throne Hall.
Arthur Curry was listening impatiently to an elder's rambling report on the Trench's recent fishing migration routes.
He sat on a throne made of coral and gold, a trident leaning against him, his long golden hair looking somewhat disheveled.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, a powerful aura, not belonging to the ocean, pierced through the thick seawater and appeared directly in the center of the hall.
It was Diana.
The seawater automatically parted around her, creating a waterless space.
Arthur.
Arthur's spirits lifted, and he waved for the elder to leave. " Diana, what's happening on land again?" He stood up, his imposing figure exuding the aura of a sea tyrant.
"It's a joyous occasion," Diana said succinctly.
"Good news?" Arthur frowned. He couldn't think of any good news that would require an Amazons princess to personally travel to the underwater kingdom.
Bruce is getting engaged.
Arthur tightened his grip on the trident, and a look of astonishment, just like Hal and Barry's, appeared on his rugged face.
After a long while, he let out a low laugh that seemed to roll out from his chest.
"Ha! Bruce! He's finally done something human!" he said sincerely. "Tell him I'll be there on time! The Atlantis gift will definitely not disappoint him!"
Watchtower, data center.
Victor Stone was suspended in mid-air, with countless blue streams of data flowing from his mechanical body and into the central processing unit.
He is conducting a weekly global threat network screening.
Diana's figure appeared directly behind him through the teleportation portal.
" Victor."
" Diana?" Victor shut down the data stream and turned to face her. A hint of doubt crossed his half-human face. "An emergency? My system didn't sound an alarm."
"It's not an emergency," Diana, looking at her young comrade who was always surrounded by machinery and data, her voice softening slightly. "It's good news."
She recounted Bruce's engagement.
Victor fell silent.
The blue data stream in his eyes flickered faster than usual, as if it were performing some kind of complex calculation to confirm the authenticity of the information.
A few seconds later, a genuine smile appeared on his semi-mechanical face.
"That's wonderful." His voice was filled with genuine joy. "That's really wonderful, Bruce... he deserves all of this."
For Victor, the Justice League is like family.
Bruce, the man who always lurked in the shadows like a stern elder, found his own happiness, which made him happier than winning any battle.
"I'll raise the Watchtower's security level to the highest level to ensure that not a single fly will get into the Wayne Manor on that day." Victor immediately got to work.
Diana smiled and nodded; her mission was complete.
When the news spread like wildfire through the League's internal communication channels, the entire hero community was plunged into a strange atmosphere of celebration.
They began to discuss what gift to give, and some even started a betting game on whether Bruce would smile at the wedding.