My Big Bat-Kryptonian Wedding.
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August 3 2011, 04:56:15 UTC
Inspired by the Arranged Marriage prompt up there. Only it's Bruce and Clark who are getting married. Will Tim and Kon's upcoming stepbrotherhood put the brakes on their maybe-more-than friendship? WIll Kon survive being one of the Batfamily? Can they all survive the very public wedding of Bruce Wayne?
Fill: My Big Bat-Kryptonian Wedding. (1/?)airawynNovember 16 2011, 06:24:00 UTC
After the Lane-Kent marriage ended, Clark Kent took a job at the Gotham Gazette. This raised a lot of eyebrows among his close friends and most of them reached the foregone conclusion before the main parties figured it out for themselves.
Bruce Wayne had to have a public wedding. The society pages wouldn’t allow anything else. Bruce refused to risk his secret identity by allowing the Justice League to attend Bruce Wayne’s wedding and Clark refused to consider a wedding where they weren’t permitted, so they compromised and decided to hold two weddings. Superman and Batman would be married in a private ceremony on the Watchtower and Bruce Wayne would wed Clark Kent in Gotham Cathedral with friends, family and press. Vicki Vale got the exclusive for People, but she would be accompanied by several young photojournalists in order to get full coverage of the wedding party and attendees.
The private ceremony went off quietly and without incident. Clark even convinced Bruce to lower his cowl for the kiss. Diana officiated the ceremony.
Re: Fill: My Big Bat-Kryptonian Wedding. (2/?)airawynNovember 16 2011, 06:28:22 UTC
“Boy, having a little brother is sure going to be fun,” Kon deadpanned.
“Welcome to my world,” Tim sighed.
Kon flipped over on his side and propped up his head on one hand. “It’s going to be awesome living with you, though. You start going into a Bat-brood and bam! I’ll be right there.”
“I can’t wait,” Tim said dryly. “You’re not going to miss Smallville?”
“Nah,” Kon said. “Well, Ma and the farm, and some of the guys, and I wouldn’t mind getting to know Lori better, though maybe I should tell her I’m my cousin, first. Which could be hard to explain. But Smallville High? Hell, no.”
Tim smiled. “You think Gotham Heights High is going to be any better?”
“Well, yeah,” Kon said. “You’ll be there.”
Tim’s cheeks turned slightly pink at this. He said, “And Clark’s going to be here.”
“Yeah,” Kon admitted. “That part doesn’t suck.” He was quiet for a moment, then added, “Though Bruce as a stepdad is going to be… interesting.”
“The rules about metas operating within the bounds of Gotham have not changed,” Bruce had informed Kon after Kon’s
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Re: Fill: My Big Bat-Kryptonian Wedding. (3/?)airawynNovember 16 2011, 06:30:49 UTC
And yet Tim was wide-awake at the gala - soirée - thingy - that night, while Kon had to make an effort to keep from yawning. This was Clark and Conner Kent’s introduction to society, and society? Not all that interesting.
“Aren’t you darling?” one lady said. She was about Ma Kent’s age, but wearing a slinky, dark red dress that Ma never would have left the house wearing. To be fair, this lady wore it well. Kon thought she was going to pinch his cheeks, but she just laid a hand on his chest. “How fabulous. Who are you wearing, dear?”
“Uh…” It took Kon a moment to realize that she was asking about the suit designer. “I’m not sure.” He unbuttoned his jacket and started to slide it off to check the label. A hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him.
“It’s a Giselle Giordano,” Tim said. “Conner, this is Ms. Grace Lauren. Lauren, Conner Kent.” Kon held out his hand and Ms. Lauren shook it with an air of amusement that made Kon think he’d done something wrong. She and Tim chatted a bit about her children (Julia and Christopher; the former had
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Re: Fill: My Big Bat-Kryptonian Wedding. (4/?)airawynNovember 16 2011, 06:31:50 UTC
When Ms. Lauren moved off to greet a couple who had just arrived, Kon whispered to Tim, “Was I supposed to kiss her hand or something?”
“You were supposed to keep your clothes on,” Tim whispered back. He kept a straight face, but the edges of his mouth were twitching.
“Hmph,” Kon said. He straightened his jacket and buttoned it up with one hand. “Well, she didn’t seem to mind.” He gave Tim a defiant smirk.
Tim rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s get some canapés,” he said, and then walked away from the nearest table of food.
“Uh, Tim? Going the wrong way,” Kon said, but he followed anyway.
“The batch over here is much better,” Tim said, leading Kon to a small, round table with one elegant silver tray piled with fancy appetizers. It was stationed in an alcove with elegant wooden carvings in a pattern that reminded Kon of seashells. “Did you know we’ve got more guests from Metropolis? Lex Luthor has graced us with his presence.” What the hell was Luthor doing here? Would Kon’s Conner Kent disguise hold up? Kon adjusted his glasses and
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After the Lane-Kent marriage ended, Clark Kent took a job at the Gotham Gazette. This raised a lot of eyebrows among his close friends and most of them reached the foregone conclusion before the main parties figured it out for themselves.
Bruce Wayne had to have a public wedding. The society pages wouldn’t allow anything else. Bruce refused to risk his secret identity by allowing the Justice League to attend Bruce Wayne’s wedding and Clark refused to consider a wedding where they weren’t permitted, so they compromised and decided to hold two weddings. Superman and Batman would be married in a private ceremony on the Watchtower and Bruce Wayne would wed Clark Kent in Gotham Cathedral with friends, family and press. Vicki Vale got the exclusive for People, but she would be accompanied by several young photojournalists in order to get full coverage of the wedding party and attendees.
The private ceremony went off quietly and without incident. Clark even convinced Bruce to lower his cowl for the kiss. Diana officiated the ceremony.
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“Welcome to my world,” Tim sighed.
Kon flipped over on his side and propped up his head on one hand. “It’s going to be awesome living with you, though. You start going into a Bat-brood and bam! I’ll be right there.”
“I can’t wait,” Tim said dryly. “You’re not going to miss Smallville?”
“Nah,” Kon said. “Well, Ma and the farm, and some of the guys, and I wouldn’t mind getting to know Lori better, though maybe I should tell her I’m my cousin, first. Which could be hard to explain. But Smallville High? Hell, no.”
Tim smiled. “You think Gotham Heights High is going to be any better?”
“Well, yeah,” Kon said. “You’ll be there.”
Tim’s cheeks turned slightly pink at this. He said, “And Clark’s going to be here.”
“Yeah,” Kon admitted. “That part doesn’t suck.” He was quiet for a moment, then added, “Though Bruce as a stepdad is going to be… interesting.”
“The rules about metas operating within the bounds of Gotham have not changed,” Bruce had informed Kon after Kon’s ( ... )
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“Aren’t you darling?” one lady said. She was about Ma Kent’s age, but wearing a slinky, dark red dress that Ma never would have left the house wearing. To be fair, this lady wore it well. Kon thought she was going to pinch his cheeks, but she just laid a hand on his chest. “How fabulous. Who are you wearing, dear?”
“Uh…” It took Kon a moment to realize that she was asking about the suit designer. “I’m not sure.” He unbuttoned his jacket and started to slide it off to check the label. A hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him.
“It’s a Giselle Giordano,” Tim said. “Conner, this is Ms. Grace Lauren. Lauren, Conner Kent.”
Kon held out his hand and Ms. Lauren shook it with an air of amusement that made Kon think he’d done something wrong. She and Tim chatted a bit about her children (Julia and Christopher; the former had ( ... )
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“You were supposed to keep your clothes on,” Tim whispered back. He kept a straight face, but the edges of his mouth were twitching.
“Hmph,” Kon said. He straightened his jacket and buttoned it up with one hand. “Well, she didn’t seem to mind.” He gave Tim a defiant smirk.
Tim rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s get some canapés,” he said, and then walked away from the nearest table of food.
“Uh, Tim? Going the wrong way,” Kon said, but he followed anyway.
“The batch over here is much better,” Tim said, leading Kon to a small, round table with one elegant silver tray piled with fancy appetizers. It was stationed in an alcove with elegant wooden carvings in a pattern that reminded Kon of seashells. “Did you know we’ve got more guests from Metropolis? Lex Luthor has graced us with his presence.”
What the hell was Luthor doing here? Would Kon’s Conner Kent disguise hold up? Kon adjusted his glasses and ( ... )
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