Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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Robin is offered the chance have an impossible wish granted: he can make it so Bruce never loses parents. This is the man who saved him and gave him another life, and he wants to save Bruce from his lifelong suffering. Does he give into his need to save Bruce from the singular most scarring event of his life?
Obviously Batman would never come to be as a result, and Bruce isn't there to adopt him when his parents are killed (since their fate is independent of Batman's). So Dick is left to languish in Gotham's shoddy social services. Maybe he gets adopted by some terrible parents, who make him steal or pimp him out so they can get drugs or something. Point is, it's a decidedly more miserable existence. And the worst part is, he remembers the life he had to give up as part of the price he had to pay for the wish. He sees his old friends being sidekicks and knows who they are. He sees Bruce out being a happy family man. Make me angst, anons.
But that also means he remembers his training, and he's biding his time until he can become independent and become a vigilante again. But then Dick finds out that this entire thing was a gambit to remove Batman from the timeline to, I don't know, destroy the Justice League or take over the world, whatever, that'll result in the death of a lot of people, including Bruce. So Dick has to seek out his former teammates to help him restore things to how they were.
Is Young Justice even a team in this timeline? Does he have to pull them together? How does he convince them? How does he explain it to Bruce? It would be awesome if you could somehow make Bruce realize the painful truth.
Angst, angst, angst ---> happy ending! is my favorite.
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I barely had to open my eyes to see the alarm clock flashing the time, a persistent annoying beep over and over and over and…. Two hours was not meant to be cut into. And this damn clock….
Why did they even invent these things? At least a rooster you can sleep through. I sighed, sitting up in the bed to turn off the alarm. It seemed as if only five seconds ago I was lying my head down on the pillow. Still, two hours was good for a patrol night. Rubbing my eye, I walked into my bathroom and was surprised to see a neatly folded school uniform waiting for me by the shower.
Alfred was amazing.
I walked over to the shower, turned on the luke warm water, and started to undress. The bruises and scrapes from last night were glowing on my pale skin. They would need to be patched later. I stepped into the shower, loving the way the jets felt on my back. Quickly cleaning myself off and washing my hair, I stepped out feeling refreshed. After getting ready to face the world, I ran downstairs to the kitchen, the smell of pancakes wafting up. And when I got to the kitchen, sure enough, there was a plate of freshly cooked pancakes on the table.
"Hey Alfred," I said, taking my seat.
"Hello Master Ricard," he flipped a pancake with grace. We chatted as I ate, and after a few minutes, Bruce came downstairs in a robe. Alf gave him coffee and Bruce grumbled his thanks. I put my plate in the sink when I was done, and ran back upstairs to grab my school stuff. Glaring at the demon clock, I checked to make sure I had everything. Back downstairs, I said goodbye to Bruce and went to the car with Alfred. He drove me to school and there I meet up with my group of friends. It wasn't a very large group, but just enough to feel right.
"Hey Dick!" Jeff said, patting me on the back. It hurt more than he meant it to, not because of the bruises, but because he was on the football team and was, to put it lightly, a big guy. Amanda gave me a shy smile and looked over to Holly, who was taking out her phone. Holly started squealing when she looked at the text she had gotten. In her high pitched voice, Holly started telling us about someones new girlfriend and 'Aren't they just the cutest thing?'. It seems like that was all school was, gossip and dating... and squealing. But I don't squeal. Well, not when anyone's there to hear it.
"Speaking of girlfriends, have you got one yet?," I turned to Ian and craned my head to look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"No," I said slowly, "none of them look like 'girlfriend' material," Ah, air quotes, I love them so. The whole group turned to me when I said that, even the girls. "What?"
"Dude," Kate, a blond haired girl next to me, starred in disbelief, "Are you blind?!" She stepped over to me and grabbed my head, turning it to all of the different groups outside of the school. "Do you not see all of those girls out there, dressing themselves up so guys like you could look at them?"
"No," I tried to say. Kate was squeezing my head a little too hard.
"Maybe he's gay," Someone behind me mumbled, but of course everyone heard it. I sighed. Today was going to be a long day.
1b comes tomorrow... maybe 2a if your lucky....
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