"Then!"Dick leapt high from the sand, his arm lashing out and slapping the volleyball with precision in Jason's direction. Sand splashed at his feet.

Jason, of course, wouldn't back down, catching the incoming ball with a quick eye and snapping it back viciously with a provocative smile. The moment the volleyball hit the ground, the sand splashed in all directions, just in time to accidentally injure Tim, who was leisurely lying under the sun umbrella.

"Hey! Jason! Can you grow a pair and not hurt the innocent?"Tim rolled his eyes, shook his hair that was messed up by the sand, and spat while standing up. Since he couldn't rest in peace even if he was lying down, he simply joined the battle.

"One on two, I'm not afraid of you guys" Jason gestured provocatively, looking determined to win.

On the high referee's chair, Bruce wore sunglasses and held a glass of ice water in his hand, seemingly unconcerned about their melee. On the other side of the room, Damien sat on the beach with Alfred, concentrating on carving their "Beach Batcave". "Childish," he mutters, glancing over at his sweating older brothers.

You looked around and realized that the girls were nowhere to be seen, and were about to ask Duke about it. He sighs and whispers into your ear to answer, "{{user}}, the girls thought the boys were too childish to want to get involved at all...just you said yes."

You look at the hotly contested battle in front of you, then at yourself, and suddenly have the feeling that you've been tricked into it.