Batman/Robin: Doubt St. (Part 2)

Vigilant idealists, crusaders of the modern Windy City, seek to challenge an evil invader, the Hungarian, in a time of inventive chances.

A bright/sharp Batman and Robin (DC Comics) fanfiction for your Thanksgiving-November Saturday's Eve (trilogy). Thanks so much for reading, 

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BATMAN: We're hot-on-track with this Hungarian alien now, Robin (ok).

ROBIN: Looks like this Hungarian invader's accepted our co-dare entry proposition.

BATMAN: That he has, pal...and while I make race with his 'Sentinel'(?), you enter.

ROBIN: The condition on which he accepted my swords-fence challenge was you!

BATMAN: That it was, but I've been sharpening my night-visions for road-race, ok.

ROBIN: You sure this Hungarian's gargoyles don't have road/curve jump-magic, sir?

BATMAN: Sure...and I'm prepped with our (own) masked acrobatics for Halloween.

The Hungarian Ra's knew that he was accepting a rather nifty challenge in the Windy City ('Gotham') from the two masked vigilante crusaders, Batman and Robin, involving the dark knight racing against his sentinel-runner while Robin entered his secret/underground lair for a special video-recorded sports-fencing challenge for some social media gossip. The Hungarian only accepted the proposition because of his rather 'pronounced' anti-city terrorist claims that he sought special games super-intelligence for things of Earthling/Western/American 'onside' machinery (Facebook-like!).

Batman and Robin didn't know what to make of the Hungarian Ra's or what he thought of their (shared?) Windy City ('Gotham') for some antiterrorism examination-eye, but what was undoubted was that Batman would have to out-speed and curve-shine the post-midnight roads of the arena city while Robin used his college-trained fencing sword acumen to make a good-enough stance for a recording for social media gossip claims that the Hungarian was 'officially' challenged by a comparable 'alien' like duo of city-traffic game-mastery inquirers for leviathan/uncertainty.

BATMAN: The Hungarian has an eerie visage of smoky-invisibility, Robin.

ROBIN: Sure does, Batman; and it makes me wonder about Hell as we dine here!

BATMAN: Well, this regular sweet and sour chicken comfort for us has been meds.

ROBIN: Make sure you curve/hug/speed that road in that Sentinel-race post-12am.

BATMAN: I'll hone my night-visions for city-agility defenses smarts, sure, Robin, ha.

ROBIN: I haven't done any sport-fencing since college, Batman (damn).

BATMAN: Maybe the Hungarian just wanted to give vertigo for traffic's field goals.

ROBIN: Games of chance-dare vanities, Batman...and we're the city's angels, ok.

BATMAN: Facebook-like (for diner light).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)