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Side Note: This is just a bit of fun. A silly idea thought over and hurriedly done. 

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When they had been a bunch of teenagers together, forming a team without their mentors and just trying to be seen for the heroes they were instead of sidekicks. Speedy, Kidflash and Robin had been left alone after a mission and been left in charge of a camera device that belonged to batman. 

So, what would three teenager boys left alone with an expensive camera and nothing to do, do?

Well, they decided to secretly record a music video together behind Batman's back and waste the rest of the night by pretending to be a boyband together instead of a bunch of underaged heroes. 

It was a video that was soon edited behind their mentors backs, the camera being reported "lost" during the mission and none of the three boys dared to tell the truth over stealing it. Wally doing a little bit of editing, Roy and Dick creating a private YouTube account for the trio, all wanting to be able to keep a copy over their final work and keep it as a fond memory for their future selves to laugh at in the far future. 

The only problem was that the youtube channel ended up not being as private as they had first assumed it was. In fact, the three young heroes had just uploaded their finished video to the public and they were a huge hit. 

But at least their identities were never figured out or known. 

But Speedy, Kidflash and Robin gained a whole lot more of frame overnight. 

It left Batman knowing that his camera might have not grown as lost as they had made him to believe all those weeks before. 

Thankfully their mentors just assumed it was some form of teenager rebellion or stupid memories being created together. As long as they didn't do another video, it'd be overlooked, mostly. 

And the trio never recorded themselves as they danced on rooftops or between missions. Shuffling on the ground when they were somewhere cold to keep warm or just nodding their heads to a beat they overheard during a stake out. 

The few dad dance moves they'd do at gatherings, hovering in the background and not jumping to show off the few dance moves they were good at. 

Their past video had grown forgotten as time passed and well, they had all grown to focus more on their own lives once adulthood had fully came and they had the freedom to live their lives their own way. 

The youtube channel being so old, so forgotten as the world focused on the growing numbers of heroes instead of a random dance video made so long ago. It was a memory that felt like a distant memory and the trio just pretended like it never happened. 

Until they were reminded over it once more. 

A serious battle had reached earth and all hands were called in all over the planet. Heroes, anti-heroes and even a few rogues had all gathered to fight against the threat to their planet. They had won, as always, but it had grown close a few times that none wanted to think about right now. 

Civilians were being helped and rescued from the rubbles of collapsed buildings and destroyed cities. Triages being set up all across the planet and everyone was finally catching their breaths and taking in the fact they had survived. Some left to grieve over those they lost or failed to save. Others just rested and took in over all what had happened. 

Heroes and Civilians sat together, just existing together like old neighbours. 

Uh, let's go to the beach-each
Let's go get a wave
They say what they gonna say
Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light

And that was of course when a random phone had started to ring. A ringtone that sounded so familiar and fond that it caught three heroes attention straight away. 

The Patrón-ón? Let's go get it on
The zone-one? Yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'ma blow all of my money and don't give two shits, uh

Wally, being as nosey as he was, picked the phone up and answered. Talking to whoever was on the other end and told them where the phone was. 

But the ringtone had been enough to stand as a reminder over the video they had all done so long ago. All turning to one another and grinning, remembering that night and how much praise and positive feedback on their chancel from their viewers. 

And they weren't the only ones. Someone a little older than the three of them had suddenly yanked out their own phone, playing such an old song and grinning at them. No one around them seeming bothered over the random music suddenly being played and a few eyes shined with glee as they all recognized the trio before them, an old video being remembered once more. 

I'm on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more, more, 'til I can't stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am

Nightwing had been the first to start dancing, not looking rusty with his moves at all even after all this time. Closing his eyes and using his great memory to react  the dance moves they had all agreed upon back than. Arsenal simply shrugging before he and Wally was joining in, both a little rusty but grinning just as much as they did all those years ago. 

The crowd cheering and clapping on, enjoying the show and allowing themselves to grow distract from all the destruction laid around them and the lives loss that day. The growing attention catching a few other heroes, anti-heroes and rogues close by and earning them to start heading over as well. 

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky

Flash and Arsenal sharing a concerned look towards Nightwing as they knew his main flip towards reaching the sky was coming up next and spotting the injury to his leg that might cause problems for him if he decided to still flip.  

"You've got a gunshot wound-" Arsenal sang in tune to the song, still moving to the beat and taking care to not trip over any of the rubble around them. 

"In your thigh" Flash finished off singing as he slid on his knees, a frighten expression on his face as Nightwing moved to do the flip anyway. 

And the crowd goes wild as Nightwing sticks the landing perfectly and gracefully slides into the next part of their dance routine with the two redheads. All three in sink and none would have none how sore, stiff and injured the three currently were with how smooth they were still dancing together. 

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop (we're higher than a motherfucker)

Arsenal and Flash stepping in and just lifting Nightwing onto their shoulders, working as a team to help him reach for the skies once more without doing the risky flips and leaps with his bad leg. 

Nightwing giving his most charming smile as he moves and sways his arms and hand to the beat. Bringing the reach for the sky and flying feeling to the crowd with the lack of flight he was currently doing. 

Jump in my hoopty, hoopty, hoop, I own that
And I ain't paying my rent this month, I owe that
But fuck who you want and fuck who you like
Dancehall life, there's no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle, little star

Nightwing ducked and rolled as he was placed down, kneeling to one side as Flash kneels down opposite him. Both lifting their arms and hands to create a fake frame that left Arsenal in the spotlight. 

All watching as Arsenal does his solo routine, just as he did in the video and only changing a few of the moves as he forgot half his solo. As well as his older body not willing to do a few dances moves that his much younger self had once done. 

Now everybody, let me hear you say ray, ray, ray
Go spend all your money 'cause today payday
And if you're a G, you a G, G, G
My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki (woo)

Arsenal swapping places with Flash as the speeder begins his own solo. Nightwing and Arsenal making the frames with their hands turn into throwing fake money towards the faster hero. Wally using his meta powers a little to make a more lightening show to his solo dance routine and clearly enjoying himself. Uncaring that his body was going to feel like hell the next morning as he lost himself into the old beat. 

Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am

Arsenal, Nightwing and Flash were all dancing together once more and dancing in sink all over again. All growing more graceful and smoother with each passing lyrics as they relived their youth all over again. 

Laughter and bright smiles filling their faces as they glanced to one another. The crowds cheering and singing along filling them all with excitement and pumping them up more to give a good show in return. 

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can't stop 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time

Flash and Arsenal jumping and riling the crowd up more as Nightwing leaps into his own solo and using his better skills at acrobatics to make the verse come to life more. All seeing the magic of the original boy wonder coming to life once more as he made flight seem possible and shined brighter than the sun itself. 

Nightwing waving and winking towards the gathered numbers before them before backflipping and joining his friends in their forming line. 

Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop (we're higher than a motherfucker)Starships were meant to fly
Hands up and touch the sky
Can't stop 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time

All three dancing together, using the same routine and keeping in tune to each other. Moving as once and giving a performance that none of the survivors before them were ever going to forget for years to come. 

The best part was no mentors could lecture the trio afterwards this time around, leaving them to have a lot more fun with it. 

Starships were meant to fly

Nightwing solos at the front, beaming and gracefully sliding to the side as he swaps places with the next person. 

Hands up and touch the sky

Arsenal solos next up front, keeping to the original moves and smirking as he slides as he swaps places at the end for the last member to get the spotlight. 

Let's do this one last time

Flash beams as he solos before them all, his movements perky as he makes his final solo something to remember. 

Can't stop (we're higher than a motherfucker)

The trio all move as one as they slip into their final pose, ending their dance as the song ends and all having the best time of their lives. 

Praises and comments yelled towards them from the cheering and clapping crowd of civilians. A few rogues, heroes and anti-heroes joining in with the wild crowd, whistling towards their comrades proudly. Other heroes and anti-heroes stood a little stunned and unsure how to react to the show they just came across and witnessed. A few rogues stood embarrassed and soon wobbled away, ready to call it a day now. 

"Oh man, I should have given up smoking years ago" Arsenal chokes out, holding a hand to his chest as he struggled catching his breath. 

"We should have warmed up before dancing straight off the bat after all these years" Flash heaves out, holding a hand towards his cramp. 

"I think the blood loss in kicking in enough for me to notice it happening now" Nightwing comments as he slumps down, looking deathly pale as his wound was bleeding out dangerously.