My “Birds of Prey” fanfiction concludes as Batgirl, Sonya Blade and Black Canary meet one more time — over chicken tenders and cheesecake.
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It took until late into the afternoon for Sonya Blade to satisfy Commissioner Gordon with her report on the case at the Tricorner Railyard. When she exited the GCPD headquarters, Sonya found Dinah waiting for her.
Studying Sonya’s beatdown expression, Dinah asked, “Went that well, huh?”
Sonya gave a nervous laugh. She then followed Dinah towards a parking lot a few blocks down.
“Whatever China White tried to get into Gotham went up in the fire,” Sonya said. “The ninjas turned to ash. O-Ren escaped. The only evidence that something happened in the rail yard —”
“Besides the explosion,” Dinah said.
Sonya glared at Dinah. “Besides the explosion,” Sonya continued, “is catching the Chechen and his man with their car partially in a store in the Diamond District.”
Looking suspiciously at Dinah, Sonya added, “Godon said he has a report about a high-speed chase between the Chechen, Batgirl, and an unidentified blonde woman.”
“Wouldn’t know anything about that,” Dinah said.
The Seattle-based women reached their rental car. As they got in, Sonya said, “Good to see you two playing nice.”
Closing her door, Dinah said, “So nice she hooked us up with first-class tickets out of Gotham tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? We were leaving tonight?”
Dinah smiled. “She wanted to say goodbye.”
“Ta dah! Dinner is served!”
Dinah and Sonya looked at the tray before them and saw the best-looking display of Southern fried chicken they’d ever seen.
Batgirl, dressed in full costume, set the tray down on the table.
The three women sat at a card table on a rooftop in Old Gotham. The nighttime view of downtown was nothing short of spectacular. Batgirl had adorned the table with elegant plates, silverware, and napkins.
“I’d treat you ladies to the best Chinese food in Gotham,” Batgirl said in an apologetic tone, “but it’d be awkward to walk in wearing this.” She referred to her costume. “Robin and I helped Sylvia with a racist rodent problem.”
Dinah plucked a leg from the tray. “Must have been some really big rodents,” she said.
Sonya reached for a chicken breast but abruptly chose a thigh. “I’d imagine them just short of adult-sized.”
“Anyway,” Batgirl said. “She thanked us with a plate of the best Southern Fried Chicken north of the Mason-Dixon Line.”
The Seattle ladies dug in. One bite, and they stared at each other in amazement. Dinah quickly went in for another bite.
Sonya pulled her chicken thigh back and said through a mouthful, “You weren’t lying!”
Dinah continued munching and said, “As for the costume, you could always take it off.” Waving her mostly eaten chicken leg between her and Sonya, she said, “You know who we are under the mask. Well, my mask.”
“And your secret is safe,” Batgirl said. Demurring, she added, “I don’t want to burden you with mine.”
“After all we’ve been through?” Sonya asked between bites.
Dinah looked at Batgirl, catching her shyness. She then leaned in to Sonya and said in what wasn’t a whisper, “Batman doesn’t want her to do it.”
Both Seattle women looked at Batgirl. The Gotham vigilante shrugged.
“Honestly, he didn’t want me to do this,” she said, referring to the plate of chicken, “but I’m a bit more social than he is. It’s a boy’s club in Gotham.”
Dinah whispered to Sonya. “So let me guess. Those first-class tickets were Batman’s way of suggesting we get out of town.”
Batgirl sat at the table with the other women. “Actually, he bought tickets for tonight. I changed them up. I also paid for the rest of your travel expenses.”
“With what?” Dinah asked. “Batman give you an allowance too?”
Batgirl stuck her tongue out at Dinah. Sonya kicked her under the table. Dinah frowned but backed off. Sonya put a hand on Batgirl’s arm and squeezed the Kevlar arm guard.
“Unexpected, unnecessary, but appreciated,” Sonya said.
Dinah gave Batgirl a playful punch. “You’re okay, Batgirl. Whoever you are.” Pointing at Batgirl’s mask with her meatless chicken leg, she added, “but coming to an Ashes on Sunday concert in costume will be awkward.”
“Or maybe,” Sonya said, finishing her chicken and placing the bones on an empty plate in front of her, “I will get a mask and join her.”
Dinah blinked and looked at Sonya in disbelief. Sonya shrugged and picked up a chicken leg. “It’s less awkward if there’s two,” she said.
Batgirl smiled. She took off her gloves and grabbed a chicken breast. “You’ll need a codename,” she said.
“I suppose,” Sonya said, though she did not look enthused by the idea.
“We can’t call you Detective Sonya!” Dinah said. “You’re already in enough trouble with your boss! Then you go full vigilante on him?”
Sonya thought for a moment. Looking at Batgirl, she asked, “Did you pick Batgirl?”
Batgirl shrugged. “Robin used it so much it kinda just fell on me.”
“Robin. Black Canary. Seeing a trend with your partners,” Dinah said.
“Oh, we’re partners now?” Batgirl asked.
“Partners, friends, girls who worship my rockstar lifestyle.”
Batgirl nudged Dinah.
“Maybe I should be Falcon or something,” Sonya said thoughtfully.
“Think that’s taken,” Dinah said. “Dude in New York with some military gear that has wings.”
“Mockingbird?” Sonya asked.
“Think there’s a SHIELD agent using that,” Batgirl said.
Sonya continued to eat and think. Suddenly, she burst out, “Sparrow! Nobody’d have that!”
Dinah gave her a look. “Nobody’d use that.”
Batgirl shrugged. “It’s kinda cool.”
“Thank you!” Sonya said.
Dinah stuck her tongue out at Sonya.
“Practically birds of prey,” Batgirl said.
Both Sonya and Black Canary looked at Batgirl while in mid-bite.
“What?” Batgirl asked.
Well, that’s all for my first “Birds of Prey” fanfiction.
I had so much fun, I really wanna start another one. I’ve got a sequel idea that will include the Mark’s mashup universe origin of Oliver Queen/ Green Arrow, bring back O-Ren and China White, and fulfill Dinah’s promise of getting Batgirl into an Ashes on Sunday concert.
All jumbled ideas I may get to one day. And there’s still the matter of what Batman was doing with the missing Lemarchand’s Box. Can you say Batman/ Riddler/ Hellraiser story?
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