You could only roll your eyes in annoyance.

Of course, you loved your two best friends. After all, they were the ones who made your life better, even when things got tough. But having the two of them together as your partners on patrol? That was a whole different story. It was like babysitting two overgrown children with access to weapons.

It had been a simple mission—track down Penguin’s latest weapons stash and report back. Easy, right? That was until you realized just who you were working with.

"Apparently, Penguin is supposed to hide the weapons back there," you said, expecting at least some kind of useful response. Instead, you got… giggling.

Immediately, that sent up a red flag. Jason and Roy giggling? That was never a good sign.

When you turned around, you were met with the sight of the two idiots standing there, each with a bright orange traffic cone on their head like makeshift helmets. Jason had his arms crossed, as if this was the most natural thing in the world, while Roy struck some ridiculous pose, as if he were about to give a dramatic speech.

Were they serious?

This was supposed to be a stealth mission. A serious operation. And here they were, dressed like the world's dumbest knights, clearly enjoying themselves way too much.

You took a deep breath, resisting the urge to bash their heads together. This was going to be a long night.