WFGE Fic: Search and Rescue

[mithen]

Title: Search and Rescue
Relationship: Clark/Bruce
Characters: Clark, Bruce, the League
Continuity: Justice League Unlimited
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
Word Count 3000
Summary: Batman reluctantly goes to find a missing Superman. But why would a Kryptonian need rescuing?
Notes: For the WFGE! Prompt F23: Batman and Superman have

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[starsandsea]

He was surprised that it was interrupted by what seemed to be three large space dragons, their wings scooping implausibly at vacuum and their maws full of gnashing teeth.

I was surprised too! :p

"Fine. I'll tell you what," Batman said, "I'll find him for you. I'm sure he's gotten sidetracked somewhere and is playing superhero on some worshipful planet and just forgotten to check in. They're probably building statues to him right now as he juggles mountains for their entertainment. I'll just go tell him the League can't function without him and would he pretty please hurry home, all right?"

"Oh, and super-ventriloquism!" Flash called after him as he turned and stalked from the room.

*giggles* Poor Bruce! And I loved Wally's 'help'!

If there was injustice being perpetrated, the Kryptonian would be right there to put a halt to it, as gaudily and sanctimoniously as possible. He'd punch the bad guys, receive the keys to the city, give some speeches about flossing regularly and being good to each other, and then Batman could get him to come home so the rest of the League would stop worrying about him.

*giggles again*

Maybe it was just that he made it all look so easy. Bullets bounced off him, he could lift tanks--gravity itself didn't dare say "boo" to him. He'd never had to work for it, it all just came with the package, plus some extra charisma.

Perhaps you're just jealous, a snide voice in his head said, but Bruce tamped it down severely.

*pets Bruce*

He reached down and rolled the huddled body over onto its back, so the beaten face looked up at Bruce. The blackened eyes were closed, the lip split and bloody. Dried blood caked the nostrils and old bruises mottled his face with sickly yellow-brown.

Kal-El of Krypton lay on the ground, battered and broken, his body shivering with the cold.

Eeeep! Oh, poor Kal! *hugs him gently*

Bruce suddenly found that he had to sit down on one of the tent's rickety stools. "I'm--Batman," he said, and was shocked at plaintive his voice sounded.

*pets Bruce gently*

Without warning, Kal leaned forward and put his head on Bruce's shoulder. "I have to try," he said, his voice muffled. "I can't stand to see these people suffer anymore. They're depending on me."

*hearts Kal*

"You're a damn fool," grumbled Batman, still patting his back ineffectually and feeling more than a little foolish himself.

Awww. *pets Bruce*

And then Kal smiled at him, and turned around to seize the guard by the collar and lift him into the air as lightly as a feather. "I think now might be a good time to surrender," he said to the guard, as he floated into the air.

*sighs in relief*

Superman looked thoughtful. "Some things are worth dying for."

Batman gestured at the hall, full of people laughing and hugging each other. "Like truth and justice, freedom and democracy?"

Superman put a comradely hand on his shoulder, and for the first time ever Batman felt no inclination to shrug it off. "Among other things," Kal said.

Awwww! *pets them both*

I really enjoyed reading this, thank you so much for writing and sharing it with us! :)

[mithen]

I was surprised too! :p

LOL! "Okay, dragons...we seem to have switched genres," thought Batman...

*giggles* Poor Bruce! And I loved Wally's 'help'!

Helpful (not) Flash is always a wonderful thing to write...

Bruce was so flustered and confused and annoyed in this story--and I hate to say it, but that made him a real pleasure to write, lol. Silly Bruce!