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CHAPTER 2

The Bludhaven Bulletin, 10:20 am

"There has been a problem in the work place lately" Henry said as he looks at the camera, the interviewer asks "what has happened henry?"

Henry sighs as he drinks his iced black coffee with no sugar, "our work muffins keep on disappearing by the time lunch comes."

Reader's POV

3rd Floor of The Bludhaven Bulletin, 11:55 am

Now most of the time everyone is busy at work, and I usually look around to see what everyone is doing when I'm bored. After finishing article on the fact Bludhaven's vigilante Nightwing has saved another day and posting a pole on The Bludhaven Bulletin 'Should Nightwing model.... and I look at the sticky note paper I got during one of the morning meetings.. shaking my head to read it again. "Should Nightwing Model For The New Calvin Klein Ad?" I hear a familiar voice as I turn around and look at Dick who was leaning on my desk looking at the yellow sticky note stuck on my desk. "Important question really" he says as he looks at the camera and nods, "but I think I should be the next model" he winks at me with his annoying smile, "yeah right, as if you haven't modelled for them already" I say as I look back at the computer screen, "It's just a thing the social media manager asked me to put on the pole on twitter since our followings is less than Gotham Gazette" I shrug as I type it down and post the pole.

"wait why are you doing the social media teams job?" Dick asks

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"Why am I doing the social media teams job when they are supposed to do this stupid pole thing?" you look into the camera, "Well, I am glad you asked.." letting a breath in and out in the hurry tone you say, "Samantha our social media manager, has been making me do these stupid side quest Twitter pole quest ever since.. and let me tell you this... ever since I was an intern!" you let a breath out and pat your thighs gently, "sorry I lost my cool there" you give a teethless smile. "It's okay, well how long had you been interning" "for six months" "and then you became a Junior Journalist?" you nodded at the question, "and how long has that been" "Almost a year now" "Well, why is Samantha still asking you to do the pole thing" "since I am a..."

"Since she is a junior journalist now and not some will minded lousy intern anymore, I thought I could just keep giving her this silly job she could do" Samantha shrugs, "not like a Junior Journalist has anything to do anyway, I didn't even think she would last here" she giggles covering her mouth "excuse me" she sighs and gives her best camera smile.

"oh well, Henry had mentioned something about this issue at work you're having" Samantha nods as she looks at the camera smiling, "there are muffins that you guys get to have everyday at lunch and they have gone missing now?" the interviewer says, Samantha lets out a gasp "Oh yes, I just thought Mr. Williams cut it out for daily lunch because he was on a diet?"

"They serve muffins at lunch here?" You ask as you give a deadpan look at the camera.

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"Look I don't know why she gives me all this stupid work load, I just want a good piece" you groan, pushing back from the table and turning in circles with your rotating chair, "well DJ are you stealing our poor sweet hearts ideas" Dick asks as he turns to Khadija, who was tapping the pen on the table and looking at her notes "seriously?" she responds "who's idea would be to write" she reads off the topic on her notes, "Is Polka Dot The New Chic?" "okay rude" you say creasing your polka dot skirt as the camera zooms into your skirt, "but seriously we are the only two junior journalist, and they give us the stupidest stuff to write." you say taking a pen and drawing hearts on the doddle pad Khadija keeps in the between both of your desk, before Dick could say anything Henry comes rushing from the elevator and dabs up Dick "Yo bro" he says as he dabs up you and then reaches to dab up Khadija but she just pushes his hands gently with her note pad and he shrugs "your loss dj cutie" he says in his finance bro tone which makes Khadija look at the camera with distraught "Guys the muffins are empty again and it's-" he checks his watch, "12pm oh god, lunch is in one hour" he groans, "I have a theory on who might be eating them" Dick says conspiringly telling the others to come closer, "I think it's Terry" he nods proud of his theory, "what no, my man Terry is on a diet, he declared it on the group chat!" Henry speaks up as he nods folding his arms, "Well. it's clearly not showing" Khadija adds her two cents and scoffs going back on her laptop "I didn't even there were muffins at lunch" you say feeling left out, "oh they are good muffins too" Dick adds, "hella tasty" Henry says going along with Dick "Blueberry too mmhm" Dick says closing his eyes, "Okay enough, you guys are bunch of assholes" you say as Dick and Henry look at the camera and give a high-five.

"It's okay princess, I will make you home-made muffins" Khadija smiles and wraps her arm around your shoulder, "you're a sweetheart Khadija" you says melting into her arms "well, would you give us any" Henry says pointing at him and Dick making Khadija raise her brows, "I'd poison the ones for you" she says, "I'd eat it" Henry says with a smile before their sales team member calls both of them to come back. Henry jogs towards the member, while Dick looks at you "wanna have lunch together?" he asks, "hm, yeah sure!" you say giving him a smile as he smiles back and turns to walk away. "God, he is soo obvious" Khadija says shaking her head, "what do you mean?" you ask, "and you're really stupid for someone so smart" "rude" you nudge her and smile.

Dick walks back towards the elevator and bumps into Terry, he backs away and smiles "Sorry Mr. Williams" he says before looking at him, "Nah boy, it's okay" Terry says as he pats his shoulder about to walk away, "hey Mr. William, you got a lil" he gestures to the corner of his lip, "crumb" he completes his words. Mr. William hums in a questioning manner and acknowledges it and brushes the crumb off the corner of his mouth "thanks buddy" he says walking away as Dick looks at the camera with a raised brows.

Lunch Break , 1:00pm

I have lunch with Dick, so I waited for him down the company building. Samantha walked past me, and stopped as she gave me an up and down look. "Nice skirt" she says making eye contact with me, I squint my eyes slightly and reluctantly respond "thanks..." "well, who are you waiting for here?" "oh well, me and dick are having lunch together so I am just waiting for him" I say with a nod "oh? he makes you wait? usually I don't have to wait" "wait for what" "wait for him" she smiles as she walks away.

I was confused when she walked away before I could process a thought, Dick pat my back gently and smiled "hey" he said, "hi" I respond back "sorry to keep you waiting, had to pack something" he says waving a brown bag, "oh you carry lunch?" "nope, just something for you" he says, "I thought we were having lunch at the lunch room" he scoffed almost offended, "what kind of gentle man would I be if I asked such a beauty for lunch and it's at a work place lunch room, pfft who do you take me for" he says shaking his head jokingly in disappointment, "hey I was kidding" you playfully punch his arms as both of you walk out of the company building "you think I'm a beauty" I say as I bat my eye-lashes in a dramatic manner, "the most" he says in a quiet tone and looks ahead.

My heart skipped a beat, what the hell.

We were having lunch at this cafe near the company building, the thing Samantha said bothered me for some reason "hey quick question" "ask away" he says, "I don't mean to pry, but you had something going on with Samantha Adams?" I say curiously, "well, that is prying" he jokes before shaking his head "no, not really why?" "not really?" I replied back, it tasted bitter to say but I mask it with playfulness, "So, there was something" I wiggle my brows, "No, actually nothing ever happened" he says with a shrug, now this made my pasta taste bitter, why was I feeling like this? "She would just constantly ask me out during college" he adds on now nervously (which you don't seem to notice) "I mean she is beautiful" I smile, as I take the last bite of the pasta, "hey, I swear nothing is going on. This was like way back during college" "what? why would I care?" I smile, "I'm your friend dude, it's good to share things" I say to not sound bitter which I was feeling... no no... maybe I just need a girls night.. maybe my luteal phase is hitting, "oh wow, the lady who did not even acknowledge me in college is now saying we are friends?" he makes a shocked expression, "hey, I was busy in college" "right, what about high school" "I was ...busy-" "busy bunking?" "hey!" I say before I could protest, he takes the brown paper bag he had on his side of the table

"Oh wait, I forgot to give you this" he slides the bag towards me, "for you m'lady" he says as I reach out for the bag and open to see what was inside it "muffin?" I say, "no way, are you the muffin thief" "what! no! blasphemy!" he adds on dramatically "I ordered it for you" he says with a gentle smile, "aw thank you dick" I say as I break it in half and give him the other half, "no way" he says as he gives me the bigger piece.

Grayson's POV

After dropping her off at her floor, I go up to mine. "How'd ya date go" Henry pats my shoulder, "friend-zoned" I say jokingly as I sit on my chair rotating it side to side "yo, that has to be a joke" "no dude, it was not a date you know just friendly lunch" I say, "yeah right, and I am bezos" he says, "you both have known eachother since high school and you never pulled a move, you could've been high school sweethearts man!" henry says as he plays with the tennis ball in his hand, "Well, our paths never passed that often and she had a little gigs that she would join, like presidential campaign and stuff" I shrug, "we were just mutual friends" I complete before snatching the ball from Henry's hand and him bickering with me.

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One on One Interview

"How long have you both known each-other?"

"Well, I have known her since High School or maybe way before that" Grayson says, "there are some pictures in the album I see, and some of them are from elementary school and I see her few rows away from me or randomly in some corner during a school event but we mutually knew each-other properly in high school because we were in the same science class and she was my lab partner" he gives a knowingly smile, "and you guys got close?" "sort off, we went to the same college which was GSU but yeah that's pretty much it and she was and probably still is Gotham's prodigy, she won contest and stuff and was the school president and the in college she became the head of the journalism team and she graduated as valedictorian" he shrugs, "would you say it's fate that brought you guys in the same work place too" "yeah.. yeah maybe" he smiles as if he was dreaming off.

"oh, I've known Dick for a while but honestly I called him Richard I don't know why that guy kept on insisting I should call him 'Dick'? who would want to be called dick?" you say as you look at the camera with a question mark on your face, "so, dick said you've probably been in the same elementary, high school, and university. Now you guys are in the same workplace, is that a coincidence or fate" "hmm.." you thought, "good question, I just think it's all a coincidence. I mean Samantha was in the same college as me and him too so I just think it's just a small world" you shrug with affiliative smile.

"Have you figured out who's the muffin thief?"

"you know I have a suspect and I know I am not crazy..." dick says before he leans closer...

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"Hey Dick" Samantha says with her practiced smile, "hey Samantha!" I say as I look at my computer for the sales digital advertisement, "I was just wondering if you could check the digital marketing ad thing and if it is approved to post" she says leaning into the desk "uh yeah well I sent an email for the approval" I nod with a smile, "oh" her smile drops but before it does she smiles again, "well, how about a dinner" she says, "im good" I look at her and the around the room "have plans you know" "mhm" she nodded, "not even for an hour or more" she smiles in a flirting manner "look Samantha" "sammy" "Samantha." I look at her "everything that happened was back in college and it's been years since we graduated and I think it's just inconvenience and I'm not looking for anything or something, I'm sorry to say I wasn't interest then nor now" Samantha straightens herself and lets out a breath, "well, since you got eyes on a new candy" "she is not a candy" "yeah, well she's been in your eyes for a long time" "what do you-" "you know what I mean" she walks away as I look at her disappear.

End of POV.

"You know it's 3pm now" Henry says as he stands near the water filter area leaning against it talking to the camera, "and I still need to figure out who this muffin thief is" Henry looks at the workers walking past him suspiciously. "wait" he says as he gestures the camera man to follow him and looks at the frosting on his co-worker Julian's shirt, "hey Jule, mind explaining this" he asks, as he looks at the camera with his one brow raised "oh" Julian smiles sheepishly, "my wife made some lemon cake with purple frosting for our 6 months wedding anniversary" he says, "would you like some? I still have some saved" "that's fine buddy, happy anniversary" he says as he pats his shoulder and walks away to his desk, and sighs "I forgot bros have marriages and stuff" and pops a zyn on his gum, "Would you like some" he asks the camera man and the camera gestures a no, "cool... cool" henry says

The Bludhaven Bulettin , 3:40 pm

Mr. Williams Office

"Hey Mr. Williams" Khadija says before she pauses mid way entering his office, "right" she says as she looks at him shove down a suspicious muffin looking thing down his throat.

"I'll get back with you later" she says, as the camera pans to Mr.Williams stuffed mouth and then henry enters with some paper work "Oh my fucking-" he says out loud making the usual three called to his office peep at his door, "I can't believe you!" henry says in betrayal. Mr. Williams wipes his mouth with a napkin, "well pass me the files" as if he didn't do anything.

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"So, how do you feel now that the muffin mystery has been solved?"

"Betrayal" Henry said with a disappointed look

"what did I say? I always knew it was him" Dick smiles with a champion look

"I told you, he didn't look like he was off muffins or pudding" Khadija says shrugging and nodding at the camera leaning back on the chair with her arms crossed

"I seriously didn't think lunch muffins were real" you say with a confused look

"Well, I bet my wife could make better muffins" Julian says with a shy smile

Terry just shrugs, "well, they shouldn't keep them in my room all the time. A man like me is always hungry"

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Hey guys, chapter two posted! :p

CHAPTER 1

Blüdhaven, 7:30 am

The water was streaming down, and it was warming up the freezing body. It was November and the winter is slowly taking it's place in Blüdhaven. Somehow with her stupidity and determination her rollers were still intact on her head that she woke up for at 6 a.m. to do and somehow they were saved from being wet by the shower water.

The tap was turned off and lazily reaching for the towel and nicely wrapped around yourself, you leave the warmth and foggy-ness of the bathroom and step your right feet outside. The hall was freezing and shiver was going down your spine as you waddled quickly to the bedroom and reached for the lotion, lathering it with a rush as you look at the time with a quick applying motion and removing the towel off and feeling incoming frost bites, you felt as if you had somehow pissed off Mr. Freeze and he decided to piss ice all over your nerves. As you finish dressing up for work and remove rest of the rollers shoving them inside the drawers of the dressing table promising yourself you'll clean it up on the weekend and leave the rollers on your bangs.

*Fairy Khadija sent a message*

Hey! Terry just texted in the gc about someone from work had signed our company up for some tv show? he's lowkey pissed bout it.

furrowed eyebrows you reach out to your phone replying,

You: There is a work gc?

Fairy Khadija: yeah..? they didn't add you?

You: No...

Fairy Khadija: Okay I'm sure they forgot to add you :) I will let them know and make them add you!

Fairy Khadija: Anyway.. you know who might be the person who signed our company for that?

You: Khadija...

Fairy Khadija: Yes...

You: There's no point adding me that gc

Fairy Khadija: huh ? what why what what

You: I'm in huge trouble...

The Blüdhaven Bulletin, 8:44 am.

Rushing inside the company building with the roller on top of the head forgotten to be removed, you moved swiftly tapping the company card on the scanner preparing for the worse. Letting out a breath "breathe in and out" you murmured as you tapped on the elevator button to the 3rd floor. As the elevator door slide open, right before you could rush to your seat and come up with an apology and not piss yourself or feel the bile build up till your lungs, Dick flashes a smile and calls out "hey sweets, what's got you rushing?" he gave his stupid signature smirk "not now Grayson, I need to self meditate for alone time" "but you literally live alone" "no.. I have a cat" "okay well, clearly something got your tongue" he jokes, and then looks at your expression "unplanned pregnancy?" he asked in a hush voice "what ?" baffled as you respond to him, "no no" you say with shaking your head "well what is it-" "I signed the company up for the Goodwill production filming" the words came out like it was some magic spell, and Grayson's expression changed to a serious 'oh no' look. "Okay well it was just a silly thing, I didn't think-" "you didn't think that they would want to film at this place-" he gestured the whole room with his arms flapped everyone and then rested one arm on the wall "-at Blüdhaven Bulletin?" you sighed, "Am I getting fired now, no no no this was so stupid" before you could whine more a voice came from behind

"Dick are you bothering her again?" It was Khadija, you turn around to her "Oh Khadija, Please save me" you say dramatically as you hug her, "Good morning to you too?" she says confused as she pats your back in a consoling manner looking at dick confused mouthing "what happened?" and he in return mouths back "the plague" Khadija raises her brows at him and then looks at you "sweetheart I wouldn't know how to save you if you don't tell me what happened" "I was the one who signed for the Goodwill production" "I actually can't save you" "fuck my fucking chungus life."

3rd floor, Blüdhaven Bulletin building, 9:15 am.

"Look, Terry clearly likes you since he asked you to be the junior journalist after interning here for like 6 months." Khadija says sitting beside you at the junior journalist table, which was now looking like a group meeting since Dick and Henry were crowded around it trying to find a solution on how to save you. "Okay well, what if he promotes me to intern again for this, oh god I got this position less than a year ago and I already fucked up" you say as you rest your head on the keyboard and then bang your forehead slightly on top of it before henry stops you by picking your head up gently, "or... you can just tell him it was just a silly mistake and then well he'll just reject the plan" "no, he won't henry you know how he is" "okay but clearly he can reject it why was he mad anyway" "because no one discussed this with him" Dick corrects Henry, before any solution can happen the four young employees start bickering among each-other before hearing someone clear their throat.

"Mr. Williams" the co-workers say collectively.

"All of you" he points at the four, "In my office, now."

Terry William's Office, 9:25 am.

"So, any of you willing to tell me who signed the company up.. for this reality tv show" Terry says as he looks at the four, who were looking at the floor except for Dick who had his lips pressed together and Henry who was too doofus to understand the dire of this situation.

"I've noticed it's always the four of you stupid choices around the company, how are two journalist somehow co-working with the Sales team and why are these two not even in their floor which is 2 floor above the editorial floor but this thing..." he speaks up again, "Mr. Williams it was me," you say cutting him off "I don't know what came to my mind thinking it's a good idea, I should've known that the company is too busy to handle any chaos as silly as a tv show and-" "hold on darling I wasn't done and I am not mad" he scoffs as he lets out a smile "I think this is a great opportunity for our company, as you know we are just local and I would like us to go nation wide." The four of them exchange looks to eachother, "but Mr. Williams this is not safe for the employee of the company such as Mr. Grayson" Khadija says making Dick kind surprised that she is concerned about him "it will only bring mad media since Grayson is busy walking around the editorial floor instead of doing job as a Assistant Regional Manager" she says with a knowing innocent look as if she didn't just throw jab at him, "what, excuse me I do my work" he defends himself and before you know everyone is bickering again and terry silences them again "enough.." no one listens "I SAID ENOUGH" and all of them have a natural pout on their lips.

"Concerns about Dick's privacy is also true, but he is an employee too. I will make sure all the employees have their privacy." he says as he fixes his tie, "also it's good if he's here since we'd get viewers" terry says, you raise your brows and terry questions "what? it's called publicity darling" he smiles brightly, "now go on with your work I've got arrangements to make and I'm sure it'll only be a show for like 3 episodes" he says in his cheered Italian-American accent as the four of them crowd on each-other to leave the room. "Ms.(l/n)" Terry says, and you stop and he gestures the roller on your head "oh my apologize" you say as you walk out of the room and take it off.

Henry and Khadija friendly bicker as they separate their ways, dick laughs at both of them but before he could turn and go, you hold his arms gently "Dick, I am so sorry I didn't think about your privacy for this show thing, I forgot how publicity hungry Terry. I feel so dumb" you look up at him with apologetic eyes only for him to give a small smile "hey, you know this tells me you see me as a co-worker and not as Bruce Wayne's son." he notices the guilt in your eyes "and it's not like im never camera ready, you're talking to the one and only show boy gymnast Dick Grayson" he says with a bow and you let out a laugh "okay but I still apologize" you say as you let go off his arm, "apology only accepted if you let me take you out to lunch... maybe brunch.. or dinner?" he says with his flirty smile, "nah I am good" you say with a nod as your dimples matches his "you break my heart" he says dramatically, hand on his chest. You shake your head walking away slowly backwards "Once again, I'm sorry" "See you at lunch then" he responds back flying a kiss, and you flick it away while laughing.

Walking towards your shared table with Khadija you sit down on the rotating chair, "I seriously thought he would be pissed" you bite the tip of the pen, "but you know Terry, any publicity is good publicity I guess." Khadija says as she types away on her laptop.

Notification

*Terry added you to a groupchat*

November 6th,

The Blüdhaven Bulletin, 9:30 am

Fixing the tiny mic on the shirt and some of them in their mics, they fix their hair and get touch up done.

"Is everyone ready" the director yells, followed with a thumbs up and a nod.

"The Chronicles Of The Blüdhaven Bulletin episode 1" says the staff,

"and action!" the slate board slams and everyone clears their throat and fix their posture.

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