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AN: Seeing Alfred slap or punch Selina while he was protecting Bruce was uncalled for so I wrote this little piece.
Two astonished green eyes blinked seeing all the destruction, Selina Kyle secretly known as Catwoman could hardly believe they had escaped the Latin American mercenary code named Bane, he did a lot of damage thanks to the steroid called Venom capable of endowing those who consume it with superhuman strength. The first time her dear Bruce and that gimp suit bastard toss led he was nearly killed. With the timely arrival of Superman, she and Alfred were saved.
''Bloody hell, that was close!'' exclaimed a breathless Alfred.
''Definitely.'' she nodded in agreement pulling back her cat shaped cowl. ''Alfred?''
''Yes?'' he responded before receiving a right hook across the jaw, the Wayne family Butler stumbled slightly, his eyes incredulous. He knew where that punch came from, truth be told he was anticipating it after all. ''It was fifteen bloody years ago!''
''I know, we're even now.'' she winked.
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''So Clark grabs the grenade, he holds it then it explodes and I ask him 'Are you okay' he replies 'Yeah, you?'' They all laughed. Bruce took a drink of the white wine. The CEO of Wayne Industries looked between his butler and longtime girlfriend, the World's greatest detective none the wiser.
''What?'' he inquired.
''Nothing, I was just thinking that Alfred is an amazing cook.'' she grinned taking a drink of wine. Alfred just cut up his steak and didn't say a word the rest of the night.
THE END