bbs- banana banana shot? (booty booty squad?)

ARE YOU KIDS READY FOR ANGST???

Im not so that's why this isn't angst lmao. please dont ask wtf this is bc idk either
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"It's time," Delirious whispers. He stares out at the city in front of him, illuminated by the bright lights shining from buildings and homes alike. The wind blows past him, though the chills it gives him don't bother him at all.

This is his city. And now that the night has come, it is time for Delirious to take to the streets as Batcoon and give justice to those who need it. But first... He has one other thing to do.

Looking around, to make sure there aren't any other people nearby, he nods to himself and begins to run. Shooting a grappling gun down at a window, he runs and leaps off the edge of the rooftop. Swinging around the city is always fun. Thankfully, the window he aimed at is open. He gives a small grunt as he lands, rolling on the floor before coming to a stop.

Not his smoothest landing, but he'll take it.

He creeps through the small high rise apartment. It's the 12th floor, apartment 1208. The lights are all off, the residents either asleep or gone. Delirious doesn't want to find out, he just needs to accomplish his mission as quickly and quietly as possible.

He freezes in place as a cat comes trotting up to him, big green eyes gazing at him curiously. She mews, head tilting to one side. Delirious immediately hushes her by fishing into his pocket and pulling out a single cat treat. She purrs softly and begins to eat it.

He sighs in relief. Everything's going well. He carefully walks down the hall, step by step, and-

Holy shit, he nearly squished another kitty.

How does he get past this one? His target is in the next room, he's so close! This one is a little brown tabby, sprawled out across the floor. The cat looks up at him, tail flicking about, and then he jumps up and bats at Delirious' hand.

He screams. Loudly.

Lights come on in the room he was trying to get into, and he hears two people grumbling tiredly. The door opens before Delirious can make a run for it. The two residents of the apartment look at him before one growls angrily and nearly punches a hole in the wall.

The other (taller) one just sighs and shakes his head in disappointment. "Gosh darn it Jonathan... Take your freaking phone and go. You know you could've come in through the front door, right?"

Delirious huffs in frustration. "Not as Batcoon I couldn't."

"So you had to give us a fucking heart attack?!" Luke screeches at Jonathan angrily. He has no other response than to just hang his head in shame. He is handed his phone and kicked out of the apartment.

Well... Now that his first mission of the night is done (and a better success than last time), it's time for his other mission.

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Sitting down on his bed, Delirious snaps a picture of something interesting to say the least. He grins to himself as he sends it to Evan, his boyfriend.

waterboy💦: Hey Evan 😘

There was a brief moment between the message being sent and it being opened. Delirious frowns after a minute of waiting for a response. Did Evan just leave him on read? He feels a wave of relief as Evan is typing appears on the top of the screen.

Owl Baby🔥: why

Delirious frowns again.

waterboy💦: why what babe?

Owl Baby 🔥: why the fuck did you just send a dick pic