Halloween Mini-Fic
Title: Happy Halloween, Dr.Crane
Rating: G (this one is all sweet and innocent)
Pairing: Wayne/Crane
Summary: Crane likes to give out candy :P
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even my soul because I lost it to slash years ago.
So many cute trick-or-treaters, Crane was glad to see them all at his doorstep, Gotham seemed like such an awful place to live most of the time, so jaded and unsafe, but seeing the little ones with their parents, having fun and all dressed up, was like a relief, or maybe even possibly some kind of hope.
At the moment he found himself kneeling in front of a small clown. A little boy, no more than four years old, with his mother standing next to him.
“Well, aren’t you cute.” Crane smiled at the boy kindly. He reached into the big bowl of candy and gave the boy a generous amount.
“What do you say?” The mother said, holding the boy’s hand.
The boy didn’t say anything at first, just kind of stared at Crane with open-mouthed amazement. “Thank you.” He finally managed, and Crane couldn’t help but laugh.
“Well, you’re very welcome.” Crane smiled.
“Thanks a lot Dr. Crane, not many people give out candy in this part of the city anymore.” The mother said, while giving Crane a “checking him out” look.
“It’s my pleasure. They deserve to have some fun.” Crane ignored her advancing look, gave a nod and a brief smile and shut the door as they walked away.
Crane looked into the bowl himself, nothing of interest to him really, he wasn’t much for candy. He sat to the kitchen table, but his rummaging was interrupted by the doorbell ringing once more. He grabbed the bowl and walked back to the front door
“Trick-or-treat, Dr. Crane.”
Crane’s blank expression turned into a smile almost instantly. “Happy Halloween, Mr. Wayne.”
Bruce was leaning in the doorway, looking every inch the billionaire playboy that he was. The incarnation of smooth itself.
“Any of that candy coming my way?” He smirked.
“Please, come in. It certainly is a surprise to see you. I thought you said you couldn’t make it this evening.”
“Well, at the moment there IS a Halloween Bash carrying on at Wayne Manor, but I had you on my mind, and I needed to see you.”
“Wow, that must have been a boring party.” Crane laughed and walked into his living room, still holding the bowl of various candies.
“You’re much more interesting than a bunch of rich snobs, Jonathan. I mean I don’t know why they bother to wear masks, they’re wearing them all year long anyway.”
“Lucky you’re not a rich snob then.”
“Nope, just rich. Can I get some of that candy or not?”
Crane tilted his head. “Well, you said trick-or-treat, but that’s not much of a costume, what are you supposed to be?”
“The most handsome man in Gotham?”
Crane reached into the bowl and threw a handful of candy at Bruce. “Almost. But you forgot the glasses.”
Rating: G (this one is all sweet and innocent)
Pairing: Wayne/Crane
Summary: Crane likes to give out candy :P
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even my soul because I lost it to slash years ago.
So many cute trick-or-treaters, Crane was glad to see them all at his doorstep, Gotham seemed like such an awful place to live most of the time, so jaded and unsafe, but seeing the little ones with their parents, having fun and all dressed up, was like a relief, or maybe even possibly some kind of hope.
At the moment he found himself kneeling in front of a small clown. A little boy, no more than four years old, with his mother standing next to him.
“Well, aren’t you cute.” Crane smiled at the boy kindly. He reached into the big bowl of candy and gave the boy a generous amount.
“What do you say?” The mother said, holding the boy’s hand.
The boy didn’t say anything at first, just kind of stared at Crane with open-mouthed amazement. “Thank you.” He finally managed, and Crane couldn’t help but laugh.
“Well, you’re very welcome.” Crane smiled.
“Thanks a lot Dr. Crane, not many people give out candy in this part of the city anymore.” The mother said, while giving Crane a “checking him out” look.
“It’s my pleasure. They deserve to have some fun.” Crane ignored her advancing look, gave a nod and a brief smile and shut the door as they walked away.
Crane looked into the bowl himself, nothing of interest to him really, he wasn’t much for candy. He sat to the kitchen table, but his rummaging was interrupted by the doorbell ringing once more. He grabbed the bowl and walked back to the front door
“Trick-or-treat, Dr. Crane.”
Crane’s blank expression turned into a smile almost instantly. “Happy Halloween, Mr. Wayne.”
Bruce was leaning in the doorway, looking every inch the billionaire playboy that he was. The incarnation of smooth itself.
“Any of that candy coming my way?” He smirked.
“Please, come in. It certainly is a surprise to see you. I thought you said you couldn’t make it this evening.”
“Well, at the moment there IS a Halloween Bash carrying on at Wayne Manor, but I had you on my mind, and I needed to see you.”
“Wow, that must have been a boring party.” Crane laughed and walked into his living room, still holding the bowl of various candies.
“You’re much more interesting than a bunch of rich snobs, Jonathan. I mean I don’t know why they bother to wear masks, they’re wearing them all year long anyway.”
“Lucky you’re not a rich snob then.”
“Nope, just rich. Can I get some of that candy or not?”
Crane tilted his head. “Well, you said trick-or-treat, but that’s not much of a costume, what are you supposed to be?”
“The most handsome man in Gotham?”
Crane reached into the bowl and threw a handful of candy at Bruce. “Almost. But you forgot the glasses.”