A/N: Hey people! Really weird, short fanfic. Got bored xD anyway, yeah disclaimer I don't own Batman, or anything like that. Hope you like! Oh and warning! There is a slightly racist joke- which I swear to you I mean absolutely nothing by. Sorry if I offend anyone, but yeah. If you're really bothered by it, feel free to PM me about it. And there's a reference to the 60's Batman movie, too. A thousand internets to those who catch it!
Hm.
Five differences... He squinted at the box, settled back into his chair, and slowly took a spoonful of fruity pebbles in his mouth. With his chin resting on his hand, he looked more closely at the box. He noticed something. The shadow of the soccer goal should be on the left if the sun is on that side...that's not right. He straightened in his chair.
The dog is a dinosaur. That one's obvious. The soccer ball is a stone. The elementary school turned into 'Bedrock School'. Easy.
He took another spoonful, then folded his hands and leaned closer to the box. The referee turned into Fred Flintstone. Okay. He paused.
Spooning another scoop into his mouth, he thought as he chewed. Where's the fifth one? He swallowed his portion and lifted the box, looking intently at the Spot-The-Difference. He stayed there for almost a full minute.
Oh. He realized, nodding and setting the box back onto the table. The field changed.
After pouring himself a second serving, another puzzle caught his eye. A series of riddles.
The box: What has yellow skin and writes?
Him, after a short pause: ...Asians? He raised an eyebrow.
What? No. This is a kid's cereal. I don't think it's- what has yellow skin and writes? He let out a short, indignant puff of air. He ate as he thought, nothing really sticking out as the correct answer. Jesus Christ, what on Earth-? His brows furrowed. You'll think of it later. He shook himself, and took another spoonful. Go on to the next one.
The box: What weighs six ounces, sits in a tree, and is very dangerous?
This one caused another pause. He was taken slightly aback. ...A wasp nest? No. That doesn't sit in a tree. Hm. Another few mouthfuls. This shouldn't be this difficult!
Giving up, he turned the box over to find the answers.
What has yellow skin and writes? A ballpoint banana.
What weighs six ounces, sits in a tree, and is very dangerous? A sparrow with a machine gun.
Then he got frustrated. What the hell? He let out another indignant huff. With a resigned sigh, he shook his head, finished his cereal, and put the box away.
If Flash found out kid riddles on the back of a cereal box bested the "World's Greatest Detective", he'd never let me live it down.