Johnny and his friends were on the road again this was the third time this month that they were on the road Johnny did not know the town they were heading to but it didn't really matter Johnny stood up and walked over to the table at on end of the bus and joined in the game that his friends were playing. "so Mark do you know anything about where we are heading other than it is called Gotham" Johnny sighed when Mark shook his head to say that he did not have any other information on it Mark looked up from his cards at Johnny "I'm just glad that this jump is a lot less dangerous than your last one" the other guys around the table laughed at little at Mark's point Johnny had been for some reason making his jumps more dangerous one of them was particularly scary because that Johnny had actually done killed himself until he got up and was help out of the ring by the paramedics.

Johnny smirked at Mark "come on were any of them that bad like really I'm still here aren't I" Mark and the rest of his friends did not speak up or question him about anything else as they continued on their long drive to Gotham city. after a couple of games of cards Johnny stood up and sat down in one of the chairs he decided to get some sleep before they got there because tomorrow was going to be a big day for all of them. a little while later Mark had woken Johnny up but not with out being punch "Oh I'm sorry Mark you okay" Mark nodded to say that he was fine and they walked off the bus and started to walk towards the stadium where the jump would take place. Johnny was impressed it was a little smaller than the other places he had jumped but he liked it none the less "it's nice good job Mark" Johnny and his friends then set out to find a hotel to spend the rest of the night.

The next morning Johnny and his friends made their way back to the arena and spoke to the manager of the place after that was all done Johnny went and unloaded his bike and made his way into the stadium hoping the weather was going to hold today was going to be a great day from doing this jump. Johnny and Mark made their own preparations for the show Johnny did a final check of his bike and then decided to get suited up while Mark dealt with the managers and the other employees that worked here getting the stadium ready for today.

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(Bowen) And now, Draco, without you, what do we do? where do we turn?
(Draco) To the stars, Bowen. To the Stars

Dick had woken up a little later than usual, bruises fully formed from the pummeling he had taken last night at the hands of Gotham's baddies. Hair still messed from sleep, and still in his pajamas, the young hero made his way downstairs for breakfast. As he slid into the seat and pulled the box of boring and very plain cereal towards himself (both Bruce and Alfred keeping him far away from the good sugary stuff), Dick noticed the paper folded up neatly next to Bruce's usual place. The older man was probably still asleep unless he had had some meeting or some other work related thing today that Alfred had reminded him of with the dramatic reveal of the sunlight streaming through thrown back curtains.

Opening the paper, Dick scanned through the articles, not really seeing anything that caught his attention until one ad, nearly a full page in size, stopped the young acrobat's fingers already posed to flip the page. The image depicted a man on a motorcycle making some death defying jump with his name underneath in flaming letters. Cereal forgotten, Dick snatched up the paper and ran back up the stairs to Bruce's room, hoping the man was in fact still here. 

Pushing the door open, Dick was greeted by the darkness inside, and the sound of someone sleeping undisturbed...until now at least. Taking a running start, Dick jumped onto the bed, shaking the sleeping figure awake.

"Bruce! Wake up! You need to look at this!" The sound of crinkling paper soon joined the boys voice as he shoved the pages closer to the man. "We have to go! Please." A hint of begging was added to the plea.

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Johnny Blaze was working on his bike that he didn’t hear Mack come into the room “hey Mack how are things going on out there are we nearly ready for the show” Mack kind of laughed at Johnny's question “of course we are ready just came in to check in on you Johny”. Johny came out from under the bike and wiped his hand off on a rag “looks like we are actually almost ready here” Johnny was excited about this show it was one of his safer jumps of his entire season. Johnny stood up and looked around the room “how about we all go and get something to eat before the show I saw a couple of restaurants around here so we won’t be to far away just in case we are needed here” Mack looked down at his watch “alright I guess we have a few hours to kill so sure why not” Jhonny smiled and walked over to Mack who went out the door and Johnny followed him they made there way to a restaurant just a little bit away from the stadium.

Bruce had come home from a long night he had not been woken up by Alfred just yet Bruce had heard the door to his room open but did not think anything of it until he heard the voice of greyson “what is it Greyson” Bruce woke up and saw the boy was holding a paper Bruce took the paper it was the ad for a show that was going on at the stadium this evening. Bruce didn’t think that he had any meetings for today but he was not sure Bruce sat up in the bed “we’ll we have to wait and see if I have any meetings to go to for today” Bruce got out of bed and got dressed then making his way down stairs. Bruce walked into the dinning room and took a seat at the table and started to read the paper “Alfred do you know if I have any meetings for today”.

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(Bowen) And now, Draco, without you, what do we do? where do we turn?
(Draco) To the stars, Bowen. To the Stars

At Bruce’s inquiry into what had Dick waking him up so early, Dick was fully prepared to explain, although a little quickly.

“It’s a bike show by this guy who does these insane jumps and has really cool stunts and we just have to go, we just have to!” His words ran into one another, creating a long line of what may have been words but were spoken much to fast for someone to really understand, especially someone who was just waking up. He gladly let Bruce take the picture and look over the ad he had seen.

As Bruce sat up, Dick scooted further back until he perched on the edge of the bed. Blue eyes never leaving the man. His grin fell as Bruce mentioned the possibility of having meetings to attend.

“But you always have meetings! Can’t you cancel for just one day?” He begged. Any answer he was forced to wait for as Bruce got up and began getting ready. Dick left the room, making his way to his own to change out of his pajamas, meeting Bruce on the way down to the dining room.

“Come on, even if you do have meetings there are 364 other days you can have them on. Surely you can take one day off!” Dick continued to beg until Bruce began reading the paper, knowing he would get no answer from the man until he was done.

Alfred filled a mug with coffee and placed it in front of Bruce.

“Good morning Master Bruce, it’s nice to see that I didn’t have to be the one to wake you up this morning.” The butler chuckled, sending a wink in Dick’s direction. “I believe you have at least three scheduled for today sir, although your secretary called earlier asking to speak with you. She wouldn’t give me any details but I assured her you would call back.” Alfred left a piece of paper with a number on it beside the coffee and proceeded to fix up a plate for the man.

Dick heard all of this and he looked more and more like a kicked puppy. Of course there were meetings, of course there were problems. Sinking in his seat Dick accepted the fact that he would not be seeing the show that night. Bruce Wayne was just too busy for that sort of thing.

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Johnny Blaze and his friends payed for their meal and then started to make there way back to the stadium to make final changes and preparations for the show. Johnny walked to his dressing room just to have sometime to himself because while they were at the restaurant a couple of people had come over to their table and started to ask questions about the crew but mostly about Johnny Mack had asked them to leave after the questions had gotten a little personal for Johnny. Johnny walked around the room pacing trying to clear his mind to get back to be focused on the show tonight and not on what had happened in the past with his father and the events that had followed shortly after. Mack had came in to check on him every so often to make sure he was okay Johnny had always said that he was fine and that he didn’t need to check on him.

Bruce picked up the piece of paper with the number on it Bruce wondered what she would need to talk to him about Bruce decided that he would call her back in a few minutes. Bruce turned his attention to Greyson he knew that he really wanted to see the show this evening “I won’t make any promises but I will see what I can do about the meetings and see if I can postpone them so you can go to the show” Bruce didn’t really want to promise anything but he still needed to find out what his secretary wanted. Bruce stood up and pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number Alfred had given him. After a short talk on the phone Bruce sat back down at the table the secretary had phoned to tell him that the meetings were postponed till tomorrow because most of the staff that needed to be there were unable to come. Bruce put his cell phone back in his pocket and looked at greyson “well I guess we are going to see the show after all Greyson”.

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(Bowen) And now, Draco, without you, what do we do? where do we turn?
(Draco) To the stars, Bowen. To the Stars