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Title: Magical Hijinx #517
Prompt: Puppies
Muse: Bruce Wayne (Comics)
Fandom: Batman Comics
Word count: 246
Disclaimer: Not mine. I'm poor. Don't sue me.
A/N: Originally posted for a Musing_Way prompt on Dreamwidth.
The great and fearsome Bat is feeling anything but as he lets out a gusty sigh. It's been a long night. It's going to get a lot longer. At least Mxyzptlk is back where he belongs. Unfortunately that same can't be staid for Bruce's assorted charges, past and present. He winces as something goes crash somewhere to the right of giant penny. Sure enough a happy little Brittany Spaniel puppy skitters past as Miniature Doberman Pincer puppy gives determined chase.
Dick. And Damian.
Tim is accounted for too. The Black Lab puppy is sitting quietly on the computer chair watching something on the screen. Something from youtube, and no Bruce doesn't want to thank about HOW the boy--puppy--got that up.
The girls are...where? Gotham's protector looks around. could they have left the Cave? No, no, there's Stephanie, the Golden Retriever puppy being perched on top of the mechanical T-Rex. Of course. Cassandra is over on the trampoline, trying to make it bounce. But the Boxer pup isn't quite heavy enough to manage it.
That just leaves...
There is no way the liquid could get through his armoured reinforced Kevlar composite, so he can't feel it, but he knows. He knows. When he looks down there is Jason. The scruffy little Irish Wolf Hound puppy relieving himself on Bruce's booted foot.
This is only temporary, Blood promised him. But what does "only temporary" mean to one who is functionally immortal?
Yes, it's going to be a VERY long night.