My bad

"What the hell is going on?" Batman asked.

The alarms in the batcave were going off. But not for anything in Gotham. They were going off for Wayne Manor. And Bruce Wayne, Batman, wanted to know what was happening inside his own home.

Working alongside him Robin, Dick Grayson, typed away and accessed security cameras outside Wayne Manor to view the sight of the alarm. "It's my roo- MY ROOM?!"

Robin groaned as he saw the large stalk of plant that had grown up the side of the building and smashed thru his window. "Poison Ivy."

"Cave lock down." Bruce hit buttons on a far console and made sure the Batcave entrances were locked and secured. He also turned on air filters and checked his belt for his rebreather.

"I do hope this is over with quickly, the roast will be done in a half hour." Alfred bemoaned. "Any longer and, well.... No one likes a dry roast."

"What the hell is Ivy doing in my room?" Dick asked himself as he rewatched security footage of the green skinned red head scurry up her plant and into Dick's room.

"Good question." Batman watched the recording over Robin's shoulder. "No hesitation, she even points to your room when commanding the plant. She planned this. She wants something in your room."

"I don't have anything she could want." Robin shook his head, "I don't keep plants, not even one of those little cactuses. I don- oh.... this might be my fault. "

"Oh?" Batman asked in tandem with Alfred.

"Starfire gave me a plant this weekend when I was with the Titans. A Tamarian something, something. It translates to fire flower or passion flower or... something, english doesnt have a great word for it, apparently." Dick rubbed a hand thru his hair. "An alien plant would be just the kind of thing to get Poison Ivy's attention."

Batman made a non committal grunt.

"How in the hell did Poison Ivy know it was here?" Robin asked. "I haven't told anyone about it. I wouldn't tell anyone about it. Secret identities, seperate identities."

"Ivy and her abilities have always bordered on being mystical. She has some half formed connection to the 'Green'." Alfred chimed in.

"Like Swamp Thing but easier on the eyes." Robin muttered.

Clapping his hands Robin sprung out of his chair, "Enough talking lets go bag a bad girl."

"In a minute." Batman stood up.

"Say what now?" Robin asked.

"Let her leave Wayne Manor, please." Bruce answered. "I would prefer not to have a highly destructive supervillain battle in my family's home. We can wait for her to exit the building and take her when shes outside on acres of open ground."

"Our insurance premiums thank you, Master Bruce." Alfred replied drolly.