You've Lost Your Last Excuse
Title: You’ve Lost Your Last Excuse
Continuity: Written with the DCAU in mind
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Bruce, Diana, Lois
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Length: 4,800 words
Notes: For kain nero and the World’s Finest Gift Exchange ‘11, Prompt F11: “Superman doesn't like to share his sources, his mom's homemade cookies or his Bat. A story of various ways Superman stops people from getting close to either Bruce Wayne or Batman and if he can't stop them, random things being destroyed/ crushed in his hands as he witnesses someone getting too close to Bruce. After a while superheroes notice and for the good of the world and safety of property, try to get them together. A pre relationship story with oblivious/jealous Superman and oblivious Batman.”
Please note the Disclaimer located here. Also mega humungous thank you cookies to tawg, trista-zevkia, and glam-jam for listening to my rants, answering my 3 AM spazzings, and for being the most awesome cheerleaders evar. And a special thank you to Meatloaf, who, while he will most likely never read this, provided oddly constructive lyrical feedback and my continuous soundtrack.
( Now show me that you got it, even when you fall )
Continuity: Written with the DCAU in mind
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Bruce, Diana, Lois
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Length: 4,800 words
Notes: For kain nero and the World’s Finest Gift Exchange ‘11, Prompt F11: “Superman doesn't like to share his sources, his mom's homemade cookies or his Bat. A story of various ways Superman stops people from getting close to either Bruce Wayne or Batman and if he can't stop them, random things being destroyed/ crushed in his hands as he witnesses someone getting too close to Bruce. After a while superheroes notice and for the good of the world and safety of property, try to get them together. A pre relationship story with oblivious/jealous Superman and oblivious Batman.”
Please note the Disclaimer located here. Also mega humungous thank you cookies to tawg, trista-zevkia, and glam-jam for listening to my rants, answering my 3 AM spazzings, and for being the most awesome cheerleaders evar. And a special thank you to Meatloaf, who, while he will most likely never read this, provided oddly constructive lyrical feedback and my continuous soundtrack.
( Now show me that you got it, even when you fall )