for dragonbat2006
Title: Friend Request
Characters: Batman, Green Arrow, JLA
Rating: G
Word Count: 430
Disclaimer: DC owns.
AN: A belated birthday drabble for dragonbat2006! =D
Superman had been the last one to hold out, but Batman knew that Clark would cave eventually. He was a nice guy, after all. And if it wasn’t bad enough that the entire Justice League was involved, now Nightwing and Robin were, too. Batman suspected that even Batgirl, who he thought above such things, joined in.
It was affecting his partners, thus Gotham, and Batman would put an end to it.
Silence greeted him as he arrived at the Watchtower. His footsteps echoed through the empty halls. Even the main deck was quiet. No one was on monitor duty.
Batman continued searching. He walked down a corridor and thought he heard a faint sound. He followed it, stopping for a moment when he heard another one. After turning a corner, he paused. The entire Justice League sat in the cafeteria, practically motionless with a glazed look in their eyes.
Seething, he left to seek the man responsible.
Batman found him in the gym. There in the middle of the ring stood Oliver Queen. The man who would answer for what he had done.
Ollie happened to look up in time to see Batman enter the gym. Damn, he thought. He knew this would happen. He had expected a visit from the Bat ever since Roy got Nightwing involved.
“To what do I owe-”
“You know why I’m here,” Batman growled, “This is another fine mess you've gotten us into!"
Ollie climbed out of the ring.
“I have to tell you, I don’t see what the big deal is.”
Batman sneered, “Of course, you wouldn’t.”
“Come one, Bruce, there’s nothing wrong with a little-”
Batman didn’t let him finish, “Nightwing. Robin. Maybe even Batgirl… They’ve been late for patrol. They don’t sleep. They don’t eat. They’re… joining mafias. Clans. Attacking each other.” Batman looked pained. “They’re…they’re farming!”
Ollie laughed, “I sure hope so! They’re my neighbors. It helps if everyone works together. Besides, it’s fun!”
“It’s addicting.”
“Yeah, it is,” Ollie agreed. “You pass by the cafeteria? That was Flash’s idea. He runs around making sure everyone returns every gift request. You know Dinah always forgets to send stuff back?”
It was clear Ollie wasn’t going to be much help, so Batman turned on his heel to leave.
“Hey!” Ollie yelled after him, “I sent you a friend request, too! I just need a few more friends to get my mafia up to 500! Bats?”
Batman ignored him. He knew what he had to do. There was no other choice but to destroy the Facebook servers.