You know what Irene did not need, want, or ask for? An enormous shipment of rubber chickens.

She was sort of stuck with them, though, and wondering who in the world these were meant for -- they had the correct address on the shipping label, but ( Read more... )

It was Sunday evening. Maybe in other, better cities people were waking up from the naps they took to sleep off Grandma's pot roast dinner after church. Maybe they were riding bikes under streetlights or swinging on suburban porch swings, counting fireflies ( Read more... )

The Community Center was decorated in Fandom's signature blue and gold, with streamers and flags and the odd Fighting Gremlin banner. There was a tasteful amount of glitter among the decorations, assuming that person in charge of taste was a four year old hyped up on candy and Red Bull while huffing glue made from unicorns ( Read more... )

Since there was no need for a mid-summer welcome picnic, the administration had splashed out on this one: the tables (located under giant tents) were groaning with sidedishes from corn on the cob to potato chips to baked beans to several dodgy-looking jello salads and the grills were set up along the beach cooking chicken, hamburgers, hot dogs, ( Read more... )

With his teaching responsibilities a thing of the past and Bruce now on his final few weeks left in Fandom before he went back to Gotham City, it was time for him to refocus his efforts on the Fandom branch of the Foundation. It had done plenty of good, yes, but he needed to make sure it both had more people devoted to keeping it going - whether ( Read more... )

Batman stood before the water. His time in Fandom was done. He had work to get back to in Gotham City. It was time for him to leave. He just needed to wait for his ride now. He reached into his utility belt and pulled out a small remote. He pressed the button and waited ( Read more... )

After the last day or so, Kitty was in a good enough mood (finally) that she didn't even mind that Tino had called out today, leaving her alone at the bar. She was a little on the bored side, though, meaning she'd built a small tower out of shot glasses and was trying to practice some pouring tricks ( Read more... )

Hannibal had had tarps laid down and the pavilion put up before the rain started, and the company assured him they would also have adequate heaters in the event it turned too chilly. When it got closer to time, they set up the tables and place-settings according to his students' instructions ( Read more... )

Kenzi was practicing Giselle's mad scene in back of the bar. Tino was staying far, far away. Some of those kicks might almost reach his face. Most of them would definitely reach other parts that were even more precious.

SPECIALS
Mudslides
Vodka gimlets
Glow-in-the-dark-shots

In all of Bruce's years managing child performers, boy bands, and other people whose adolescences would be horrible, just like HIS was after his parents died, he had never seen a performer as exploitable as his new sensation, Robin. Robin had everything. Youth! Pluck! An accent, but one that wasn't, you know, too foreign! And now he could add 'a ( Read more... )