A/N: This is my very first (completed) Batman based fic ever, so I really hope that it's ok! It came to me a few weeks ago after I watched The Dark Knight. I wrote it up on my iPod at around…. 1:05am (the plot-bunnies wouldn't let me go to sleep until I 'd gotten it down.) Fortunately I've touched it up a bit since then, as my brain doesn't really function that well so early in the morning. XD

It's also totally un-beta'd, so all mistakes are mine.

Ok enough with the notes, on with the show! – er, story!


Sometimes I don't think I'll ever understand grownups. They can be so silly sometimes!

They just don't understand that of course Batman didn't do all those bad things. Batman wouldn't never do anything bad like that. But they think he did. Silly grownups…

I don't understand how come Mommy and Daddy said Batman was a hero one day, but the next day they was calling him a "no good vig-hill-Annie"… whatever that's s'posed to mean…

I saw'd Batman once – kinda. Me and Mommy was comin' home from the grocery store one night, and I was kinda scared (I was real little then!) cuz it was dark, and ever'body knows that bad men come out and try to get you when its dark outside. But then I looked up, and there he was, with his sil-o-wet (Mommy taught me that word!) all stickin' out in front of the moon. And then I wasn't scared no more, cuz I knew that Batman would make sure the bad guys didn't get us.

You know what? I used to sneak out my window at night, once Mommy and Daddy thought I was in bed, and wait for Batman. I had somethin' to tell him. Somethin' real important. I used to stay up really late and sit on the fire s'cape wait for him to come down my street. I even tried to turn my flashlight into a bat-signal like the policemen's got, but it didn't work so well...

Then one night Mommy came to check on me and caught me sneakin' out the window, and boy was she mad! She spanked me and told me I wasn't never s'posed to do that again. I tried s'plainin' to her that I had to, cuz I was waitin' for Batman, but that just made her even madder. So I don't go and sit on the fire s'cape no more. But I'm not gonna give up, neither…

-.-'_'-.-

And Tommy didn't give up. The next night found something new staring out into the darkness in place of the little boy. A piece of bright yellow construction paper was taped to the window, proudly displaying two words written in large, childish print, along with a clumsily drawn picture of a bat (so that Batman will know it's for him!). Tommy had wanted to make sure that Batman got his message, even if he couldn't deliver it himself. Tommy wanted Batman to know that somebody cared.

And Batman did know. Somewhere in the night Batman had finally come down Tommy's street, and somehow that bright little paper in the window had caught his eye. Had Tommy been watching, he would have seen the slightest hint of a smile cross the Dark Knight's face before he one more vanished into the shadows of Gotham's streets, the yellow piece of construction paper and its simple message still foremost in his thoughts. The message had simply been: "THANK YOU".


A/N/2: Well, I hope you liked it! Please, please, please review and let me know what you think! Virtual cookies for all who do review! =)

*hugs*

Edited - 2/17/2011