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Orders sat quietly at her current place of residence, Ronnie-Bell's house, alone, and staring quietly at the far door of the house, the front windows WIDE open, and her purple eyes lingering on the street and driveway... she was waiting for someone. He ALWAYS shows up... and by the perverted gods she will not be-
"Orders."
"MOTHER! FUCKER!" she cursed, immediately getting off the couch and turning angrily to find Batman standing quietly behind her. "You... I!" she turned, looking at the door and somehow expecting to see the batmobile, yet she didn't. "YOu did that on purpose!" she shouted at him as just the very BRIEF hint of a smile twitched on the right side of his lips.
"I'm in a bit of a rush Orders. What's the emergency?" he asked as Orders glared angrily at him.
"...I'm doing YOU a favor and you try to give me a damn heart attack!" she hissed, before reaching under the couch pillow and pulling out the VHS tape. "Here. For your former boy wonder and his girlfriend." Batman stared at it curiously. "You don't want to know." she added as Batman reached out and took it, slipping it under his cape.
"...I'm actually surprised." he noted, "Imagine what you could do with this." he said tentatively, clearly he was testing her. But Orders was too angry at him to take the bait.
"I might not have much personal respect for him but I do respect you, and somewhere under all..." she gestured to him, "THAT... is a father looking out for his kid." Batman didn't respond to this statement, remaining stoic "In your own way." she added, "I can relate." she admited clearly annoyed by the inner comparison with her girls.
"Still it wouldn't be difficult to edit this into something unrecognizable," he said, clearly knowing what it was... OBVIOUSLY, he knew what it was. He was the world's greatest detective... and Dick called him in a panic its how he got here so quickly
"Just take it and go." she grumbled dejectedly, "...I'll just have to get ANOTHER video of my Batgirl doing what she does best." she then eyed batman with flickering purple eyes. "...I'm a businesswoman, and the #1 way to ruin your business in Gotham is to be on The Batman's bad side..." she noted...
Factually.
"...Fair enough." he noted, turning around and heading toward the backdoor of Ronnie-Bell's home. "You should lock the backdoors to this place... also." he stood at the back door, "I wish you luck in looking for a new residence..." he then walked out of view behind the door, Orders leaned slightly to try and spot him through the back window but naturally he was gone.
She sighed, turned around, and sat on the couch again... rolling on it to lay down, staring at the ceiling before closing her eyes. She sighed, opened them and-"FUCK!" Batman stood over her behind the couch as she shot up. "What the hell?!" she screamed as Batman smirked, genuinely, smirked.
"...Try Wayne Real Estates... the owner owes me a favor." he declared smugly as she glared at him.
"Fuuuuuck! Off..." she clutched to her chest, taking a deep breath to steady her rapidly beating heart "I swear to god I'm going to sic my Gynoid on you!" but, naturally when she looked back at him... but he was gone. She waited a second to make sure before grumbling "...Asshole."
End.
It's not a Mini-series unless Orders talks to Batman