A Good Time
Title: A Good Time
Author:Maeve Bran
Fandom: Batman - Nolan verse
Rated: PG-13
Notes: For the Twisted Shorts August Fic a day challenge.
Summary:Bruce and his guests go out on the town.
Word Count: 1425
“You know, it never occurred to me how rich Bruce was, “ Willow started as she, Dawn and Buffy were in the ladies' room repairing their make up after diner.
“He funded the school, so how could you not know?” Buffy asked.
“There's knowing and the there's KNOWING,” Willow said.
“I know what you mean,” Dawn agreed. “Until we walked in tonight and Bruce mentioned he owned the whole hotel, I didn't realize just how rich he was .”
“It's not just the hotel. Have you seen how much stuff has the name Wayne on it?” Willow said.
“I try not to think about it or I start to feel nervous,” Buffy said as she blotted her lipstick. The others followed her back to the restaurant.
“So ladies, any thought of where you might like to go next?” Bruce asked after they rejoined him.
“Um I have a friend who just opened up a club here in Gotham,” Willow said.
“You do?” Buffy asked.
“Did I ever tell you about Lorne?” Willow answered. “Anyway he relocated from LA and opened a new place.”
“Shall we give it a try?” Bruce asked. The three ladies readily agreed. “So what is the name of the place?”
“Caritas Too,” Willow replied as they all got into the Lamborghini.
“Mercy huh?” Bruce said as he entered the name into the GPS unit.
Less than a half hour later, the foursome walked into the bar. Willow was prepared for what greeted them when they entered but the other three weren't. Buffy and Dawn only took a few minutes to get comfortable but Bruce wasn't.
“Willow you forgot to mention it was a demon bar,” Buffy chided. Before, Willow could respond a green skinned man with red horns came over to greet them.
“Willow! How are you?” Lorne greeted as he engulfed her in a huge hug.
“Good. I have some friends I'd like you to meet,” Willow said when he let her go. “Buffy and Dawn Summers and Bruce Wayne.”
“The Slayer, The Key and the Prince of Gotham,” Lorne said as he shook hand with each of them. “I am beyond honored.” He addressed Buffy then, “So Slayer, what brings you here?”
“I'm just out with friends,” Buffy explains. “So how about a round of drinks?”
“Sure thing. What are we drinking?”Lorne asked.
“Pina Coladas for the ladies and a double scotch on the rocks,” Bruce ordered.
“Sure thing, handsome,” Lorne turned to go get the drinks. “But later you're going to sing for me.”
Bruce led the ladies over to an empty table before he questioned Willow. “So why did he say I was going to sing for him?”
“He's anagogic,” Willow said as if that answered any questions.
“What's that mean?” Dawn asked.
“It means that I can read the destinies of people when they sing, beautiful,” Lorne said as he brought over the drinks.
“OK. So why would I want you to do that?” Bruce asked seriously.
“I don't know, beefcake. But most people, and demons too for that matter, want to know their future,” Lorne said with a grin.
A new singer got to the stage and began to sing, “I will survive.” Lorne got a huge smile on his face. The rest of the bar started to tap their toes and get into the song. When it was over Lorne went over and had a private word with the singer. Then next person got up and sang. The bar went wild again. It was that way for a couple hours.
“So how about it big guy?” Lorne asked somewhere around two in the morning. Bruce and the girls had all had a couple more drinks and were pretty relaxed.
Bruce looked at the eagar faces of his companions and got an evil thought. “Only if you ladies join me.”
They looked at each other, “Sure,” they chorused.
“Here is the song list for the machine,” Lorne said.
Bruce begins to snicker. “That's perfect.”
“What's perfect?” Buffy asks.
“You'll see,” he says as he leads the ladies to the stage.
The opening strains of Hewy Lewis and the News' “Hip to be Square” start. Buffy glances at Bruce but then the lyrics start and they sing. “I used to be a renegade . . .”
Bruce soon forgets to be nervous after the first few lines. He gets more into the song that by the time they've reached the chorus he is dancing to the song and not caring.
Alfred entered the bar then. “Someone need a ride?” he asked as he approached the group.
“Thanks for coming, Alfred,” Bruce said. “I didn't want to risk the headline about 'The Prince of Gotham's Drunken Wreck'”
“That is best to be avoided, sir,” Alfred agreed.
“So Lorne, do you mind if I leave my Lamborghini in the lot till this afternoon?” Bruce asked the demon.
“Not at all, if you give me a ride later. We have things to talk about. But for now all I'll say is take good care of the Slayer. She has been hurt mightily before,” Lorne said.
“You know her then? Because I thought you just met tonight?” Bruce asked puzzled.
“I did just meet her. But I used to work with two of her ex beaus and a couple friends of hers, so I know more than she suspects. We'll talk later,” Lorne explained quickly as he spotted Buffy coming towards them.
“Slayer, I think you've finally found the one. Keep him. He has the best parts of the ones that came before as long you can keep him from becoming like Mr. Broody-pants,” Lorne whispered to Buffy as he hugged her goodbye. To Willow he said, “Keep and eye on her. Make sure she doesn't give up too easily as they will need each other.” Finally to Dawn, “Don't worry, she'll quit mothering you and then you'll wish she hadn't.”
It was a thinking group that got into the Rolls Royce that Alfred had driven to pick them up. The group was lost in their own thoughts until the reached the penthouse.
“Have a good time, sir?” Alfred asked as they rode the elevator up.
“A great time,” Bruce answered.
“Of course he did. They way he was dancing to the song we sang,” Dawn giggled.
“It was just like that character,what was his name? You know the one in American Psycho,” Willow said around her own case of the giggles.
“Patrick Bateman! Oh. You chose that song because of that movie!” Buffy exclaimed. “You are such a geek!”
“Hey!” Bruce said mock offended. “I resemble that remark.”
They tumbled laughingly into the living room and collapsed on the couches. They giggled for a bit before Willow had a bright idea.
“You know Bruce, if you're going to be hanging out with us Scoobies, we have a right of passage you must complete,” Willow said stifling a laugh.
“What is it?” Bruce asked suddenly worried.
“Did you ever watch the Charlie Brown holiday specials?” she replied.
“Yes,” Bruce answered cautiously.
“The Snoopy dance. He must do the Snoopy dance,” Dawn burst out following where Willow was going.
“You've got to be kidding,” he said as he looked to Buffy for help.
“You're on your own. Just be glad she's not babbling about shovels,” was all Buffy would say.
He sighed, got to his feet and did his best Snoopy dance. It was actually pretty good but the girls all laughed so hard they almost fell to the floor.
“What?” he demanded.
“Nothing,” Buffy said as she got up and clasped her arms around his neck. “It was rather good.” She kissed him.
“Night, ladies, “ Bruce said after he came up for air. “Have fun with out me. I have a meeting at noon and need to get some sleep.” Bruce left for bed leaving the giggling women to talk.
“Not nearly as good as Xander with the Snoopy dance, but he'll do, Buffy,” Willow assessed.
“I think you found a winner,” Dawn agreed.
“Thanks. I think it might just work,” Buffy agreed.
They stayed up till dawn was just beginning to peak over the skyscrapers before going to bed. It had been awhile since Buffy, Dawn and Willow could just be themselves and having fun. They talked about their relationships, past and present, and the lack there of in Willow's case. They giggled and laughed. There even was a short pillow fight but in the end they had all crawled off to bed to sleep and recharge for the current fight.
Author:Maeve Bran
Fandom: Batman - Nolan verse
Rated: PG-13
Notes: For the Twisted Shorts August Fic a day challenge.
Summary:Bruce and his guests go out on the town.
Word Count: 1425
“You know, it never occurred to me how rich Bruce was, “ Willow started as she, Dawn and Buffy were in the ladies' room repairing their make up after diner.
“He funded the school, so how could you not know?” Buffy asked.
“There's knowing and the there's KNOWING,” Willow said.
“I know what you mean,” Dawn agreed. “Until we walked in tonight and Bruce mentioned he owned the whole hotel, I didn't realize just how rich he was .”
“It's not just the hotel. Have you seen how much stuff has the name Wayne on it?” Willow said.
“I try not to think about it or I start to feel nervous,” Buffy said as she blotted her lipstick. The others followed her back to the restaurant.
“So ladies, any thought of where you might like to go next?” Bruce asked after they rejoined him.
“Um I have a friend who just opened up a club here in Gotham,” Willow said.
“You do?” Buffy asked.
“Did I ever tell you about Lorne?” Willow answered. “Anyway he relocated from LA and opened a new place.”
“Shall we give it a try?” Bruce asked. The three ladies readily agreed. “So what is the name of the place?”
“Caritas Too,” Willow replied as they all got into the Lamborghini.
“Mercy huh?” Bruce said as he entered the name into the GPS unit.
Less than a half hour later, the foursome walked into the bar. Willow was prepared for what greeted them when they entered but the other three weren't. Buffy and Dawn only took a few minutes to get comfortable but Bruce wasn't.
“Willow you forgot to mention it was a demon bar,” Buffy chided. Before, Willow could respond a green skinned man with red horns came over to greet them.
“Willow! How are you?” Lorne greeted as he engulfed her in a huge hug.
“Good. I have some friends I'd like you to meet,” Willow said when he let her go. “Buffy and Dawn Summers and Bruce Wayne.”
“The Slayer, The Key and the Prince of Gotham,” Lorne said as he shook hand with each of them. “I am beyond honored.” He addressed Buffy then, “So Slayer, what brings you here?”
“I'm just out with friends,” Buffy explains. “So how about a round of drinks?”
“Sure thing. What are we drinking?”Lorne asked.
“Pina Coladas for the ladies and a double scotch on the rocks,” Bruce ordered.
“Sure thing, handsome,” Lorne turned to go get the drinks. “But later you're going to sing for me.”
Bruce led the ladies over to an empty table before he questioned Willow. “So why did he say I was going to sing for him?”
“He's anagogic,” Willow said as if that answered any questions.
“What's that mean?” Dawn asked.
“It means that I can read the destinies of people when they sing, beautiful,” Lorne said as he brought over the drinks.
“OK. So why would I want you to do that?” Bruce asked seriously.
“I don't know, beefcake. But most people, and demons too for that matter, want to know their future,” Lorne said with a grin.
A new singer got to the stage and began to sing, “I will survive.” Lorne got a huge smile on his face. The rest of the bar started to tap their toes and get into the song. When it was over Lorne went over and had a private word with the singer. Then next person got up and sang. The bar went wild again. It was that way for a couple hours.
“So how about it big guy?” Lorne asked somewhere around two in the morning. Bruce and the girls had all had a couple more drinks and were pretty relaxed.
Bruce looked at the eagar faces of his companions and got an evil thought. “Only if you ladies join me.”
They looked at each other, “Sure,” they chorused.
“Here is the song list for the machine,” Lorne said.
Bruce begins to snicker. “That's perfect.”
“What's perfect?” Buffy asks.
“You'll see,” he says as he leads the ladies to the stage.
The opening strains of Hewy Lewis and the News' “Hip to be Square” start. Buffy glances at Bruce but then the lyrics start and they sing. “I used to be a renegade . . .”
Bruce soon forgets to be nervous after the first few lines. He gets more into the song that by the time they've reached the chorus he is dancing to the song and not caring.
Alfred entered the bar then. “Someone need a ride?” he asked as he approached the group.
“Thanks for coming, Alfred,” Bruce said. “I didn't want to risk the headline about 'The Prince of Gotham's Drunken Wreck'”
“That is best to be avoided, sir,” Alfred agreed.
“So Lorne, do you mind if I leave my Lamborghini in the lot till this afternoon?” Bruce asked the demon.
“Not at all, if you give me a ride later. We have things to talk about. But for now all I'll say is take good care of the Slayer. She has been hurt mightily before,” Lorne said.
“You know her then? Because I thought you just met tonight?” Bruce asked puzzled.
“I did just meet her. But I used to work with two of her ex beaus and a couple friends of hers, so I know more than she suspects. We'll talk later,” Lorne explained quickly as he spotted Buffy coming towards them.
“Slayer, I think you've finally found the one. Keep him. He has the best parts of the ones that came before as long you can keep him from becoming like Mr. Broody-pants,” Lorne whispered to Buffy as he hugged her goodbye. To Willow he said, “Keep and eye on her. Make sure she doesn't give up too easily as they will need each other.” Finally to Dawn, “Don't worry, she'll quit mothering you and then you'll wish she hadn't.”
It was a thinking group that got into the Rolls Royce that Alfred had driven to pick them up. The group was lost in their own thoughts until the reached the penthouse.
“Have a good time, sir?” Alfred asked as they rode the elevator up.
“A great time,” Bruce answered.
“Of course he did. They way he was dancing to the song we sang,” Dawn giggled.
“It was just like that character,what was his name? You know the one in American Psycho,” Willow said around her own case of the giggles.
“Patrick Bateman! Oh. You chose that song because of that movie!” Buffy exclaimed. “You are such a geek!”
“Hey!” Bruce said mock offended. “I resemble that remark.”
They tumbled laughingly into the living room and collapsed on the couches. They giggled for a bit before Willow had a bright idea.
“You know Bruce, if you're going to be hanging out with us Scoobies, we have a right of passage you must complete,” Willow said stifling a laugh.
“What is it?” Bruce asked suddenly worried.
“Did you ever watch the Charlie Brown holiday specials?” she replied.
“Yes,” Bruce answered cautiously.
“The Snoopy dance. He must do the Snoopy dance,” Dawn burst out following where Willow was going.
“You've got to be kidding,” he said as he looked to Buffy for help.
“You're on your own. Just be glad she's not babbling about shovels,” was all Buffy would say.
He sighed, got to his feet and did his best Snoopy dance. It was actually pretty good but the girls all laughed so hard they almost fell to the floor.
“What?” he demanded.
“Nothing,” Buffy said as she got up and clasped her arms around his neck. “It was rather good.” She kissed him.
“Night, ladies, “ Bruce said after he came up for air. “Have fun with out me. I have a meeting at noon and need to get some sleep.” Bruce left for bed leaving the giggling women to talk.
“Not nearly as good as Xander with the Snoopy dance, but he'll do, Buffy,” Willow assessed.
“I think you found a winner,” Dawn agreed.
“Thanks. I think it might just work,” Buffy agreed.
They stayed up till dawn was just beginning to peak over the skyscrapers before going to bed. It had been awhile since Buffy, Dawn and Willow could just be themselves and having fun. They talked about their relationships, past and present, and the lack there of in Willow's case. They giggled and laughed. There even was a short pillow fight but in the end they had all crawled off to bed to sleep and recharge for the current fight.