Bat Drabbles
Fandom: Batman
Rating: PG
Wantings: None
Summery: Just some random snippets of life.
Words: 382 (total)
Jason and Dick
The door creaks open. He doesn't need this. He has a fucking head cold. It feels like his sinuses are trying to pound their way out of his skull. And everything ACHES. He also vividly remembers what happened the LAST time he'd been sick. No, so not going there again.
So when Dick pokes his head through the door, it's to find a very large gun levelled at him. “I just brought some soup,” the acrobat offers, with what for him is probably a cautious smile as he holds up the covered pot. The expression is still FAR to damned happy. Jason considers shooting him on principle.
Tim and Colin (and Damian)
They watch as the little fuzzball zooms by, followed by a very determined and grim Damian. There's a crash from the other room, then the kitten is dashing through the kitchen again. Followed by Damian. Again. Who now seems to be favouring his left leg and is definitely not keeping up.
“I told him I'd help with bathing,” Colin explains calmly as they watch the pair.
Tim nods and does a credible job of not snickering as the kitten again barrels across the linoleum and Damian utterly fails to make the turn. Instead he raises his hand and coughs. Discreetly. Alright, maybe not that discreet, given the way the redhead is eyeing him and trying not to laugh himself.
Bruce and Alfred
“No. I don't have time.”
“Really now, sir,” come the admonishing words.
“I said--”
“Frankly sir, I don't care what you said. Either you go to Damian's school play, or some very unfortunate things will be happening to your suits.” He gives the man a meaningful look, so that he knows exactly which suits the butler was talking about.
Damian and Stephanie
“Shut up you witch!” Damian shrieks indignantly, his temper fraying. The girl's incessant nattering was just too much!
“Awww, but it was so adorable! Damian and Colin sitting in a tree--”
“It wasn't a tree!”
Stephanie smirks. “No, it was auxiliary cave nine. Where there are 27 different cameras. Wanna guess where those feeds went?” She dodges with a snicker as Damian launches himself her way, his eyes dark and murderous.
Rating: PG
Wantings: None
Summery: Just some random snippets of life.
Words: 382 (total)
Jason and Dick
The door creaks open. He doesn't need this. He has a fucking head cold. It feels like his sinuses are trying to pound their way out of his skull. And everything ACHES. He also vividly remembers what happened the LAST time he'd been sick. No, so not going there again.
So when Dick pokes his head through the door, it's to find a very large gun levelled at him. “I just brought some soup,” the acrobat offers, with what for him is probably a cautious smile as he holds up the covered pot. The expression is still FAR to damned happy. Jason considers shooting him on principle.
Tim and Colin (and Damian)
They watch as the little fuzzball zooms by, followed by a very determined and grim Damian. There's a crash from the other room, then the kitten is dashing through the kitchen again. Followed by Damian. Again. Who now seems to be favouring his left leg and is definitely not keeping up.
“I told him I'd help with bathing,” Colin explains calmly as they watch the pair.
Tim nods and does a credible job of not snickering as the kitten again barrels across the linoleum and Damian utterly fails to make the turn. Instead he raises his hand and coughs. Discreetly. Alright, maybe not that discreet, given the way the redhead is eyeing him and trying not to laugh himself.
Bruce and Alfred
“No. I don't have time.”
“Really now, sir,” come the admonishing words.
“I said--”
“Frankly sir, I don't care what you said. Either you go to Damian's school play, or some very unfortunate things will be happening to your suits.” He gives the man a meaningful look, so that he knows exactly which suits the butler was talking about.
Damian and Stephanie
“Shut up you witch!” Damian shrieks indignantly, his temper fraying. The girl's incessant nattering was just too much!
“Awww, but it was so adorable! Damian and Colin sitting in a tree--”
“It wasn't a tree!”
Stephanie smirks. “No, it was auxiliary cave nine. Where there are 27 different cameras. Wanna guess where those feeds went?” She dodges with a snicker as Damian launches himself her way, his eyes dark and murderous.