The Red Hood, Jason Todd, had become a big shot in Gotham's underworld. By now, he'd been through all kinds of thrilling, rebellious experiences, including "crossing the line" in front of the dark-clad vigilante, fighting Black Mask for territory, kidnapping the Joker to threaten the old man, and beating up the third Robin before falling out with the old man.
But he never expected that on his own turf, just as he was heading back to safety after happily dealing with a bunch of scumbags, the wheels had been taken off his beloved girl, that flashy motorcycle!
And a little girl was the one who took them off!
Heaven knows how she managed it without triggering the alarm!
"You know this is the Red Hood's bike, right?"
"You know this is Crime Alley, right?"
"You know this is the Batmobile, right?"
"You know this is Crime Alley, right?"
The Red Hood was furious and embarrassed.
The Red Hood was cold and ruthless.
The Red Hood let the little girl go without changing his expression.
1. Extremely out of character, seriously. 2. My headcanons are sky-high. Canon sticklers, stay away. 3. Red Hood is the love interest. I wrote this for Jason Todd. 4. I can't keep DC's timeline straight, so I figure Jason should be in his early twenties when he comes back to Gotham. I'll make him twenty here, and the heroine fourteen. A six-year age gap shouldn't be that big, right... right?
Theme: Great paternal love
