Bat Mite Jr was asleep in his bed dreaming of many crime fighting escapades with The Caped Crusader and beating down the joker and Riddler. After all who needs Robin when Batman has him assisting in fighting crime in Gotham. He was in the middle of knocking Mr Riddles' teeth out when the headquarters' alarms went off and Bat Mite Jr awoke from his sleep in alarm. 

"Shit is there another Crisis? Is Darkseid invading again or has General Zod escaped from the Phantom Zone?!" he called out and quickly ran out of his room in full costume. He then flew straight towards the kitchen making sure to not fly too fast that he smashed into the walls or ceiling. He quickly came into the kitchen and smell of smoke entered his nostrils. It took him only a moment to realize that it was burnt food that was responsible for the alarms. Upon seeing the burnt cake he giggled at the ruined pastry.

"You should try some Fifth Dimensional cake Nova, it's deliciousness is beyond your third dimensional taste buds. Next time use a replicator or have someone with skill do it for you" he said to the Tamaranean. He still felt new to this team and it was funny to him how the adults would let a bunch of young adults fight crime on their own. 

"So besides burning cakes, is there anything else planned for the day? I could show you all my Batman and comic collection" Jr said to the team as he floated upside down about a few feet away from Nova.