AN: Super short OOC-ish Halloween thing.
Disclaimer: If I owned it there'd be a lot of slash, just look at my favorites! =^_^=
Dick had been planning to go trick-or-treating with his fellow heroes/friends when Bruce had swooped in to take him away. Needless to say Dick had not been happy.
"Bruce why the heck did you do that?" Richard asked angrily.
"I... um… Alfred wanted us to spend Halloween together since we hardly spend time together anymore." Bruce said nonchalantly. Inwardly he thought "Oh yeah, I'm good."
"Yeah right, besides you said I could go!"
"Yeah well now I'm unsaying it, let's go."
"Not until you really tell me why."
"Well it's just… we don't spend time together and I miss you… you're growing up so fast, and I feel like your growing up too fast." Batman said in the smallest voice Richard had ever heard him use, and frankly it touched him because neither Bruce, nor Batman, did small voices, deadly quiet ones, but never small.
Richards's eyes softened and he smiled.
"Okay but we're having a horror movie marathon with lots of popcorn, soda, and candy."
"Deal."
"To the Batmobile!" Richard yelled.
Several hours later…
"Ahh! Turn it off!" Richard yelled.
"I'm trying, I'm trying. DAMN IT. WHY DO WE HAVE SO MANY GOD DAMN FRICKIN' REMOTES!? Bruce yelled back.
"Gah, forget it! Pull the plug!"
"What plug? It's built into the wall!"
"I don't know just DO something!"
"Screw this" Batman thought, and so he threw a Batarang at the television.
"Really Bruce, you had to break it?"
"Well it's off isn't it?"
"You're such a dork." Richard said while tossing a handful of popcorn at Bruce.
Bruce proceeded to throw some back and soon an all-out popcorn war was happening. It was everywhere, on the couch, in the rafters, in the ventilation system, on the floor, and somehow in Jim Gordon's office via mail, don't ask how.
Hours later while both had finally exhausted themselves Richard sleepily slurred a compliment to Bruce.
"This was… the best… Halloween evah!"
"I'm glad you feel that way son, now sleep."
"M'kay dad, g'night."
They then nodded off, at which time Alfred made himself known, sighed distraught at the state of the manor and then proceeded to drape a blanket over his charges. He smiled fondly and decided that next Halloween the young masters would have to spend it at Mount. Justice if they ever planned a horror movie marathon on Halloween night that involved popcorn.
Review? Pretty please, with Jack and Sally on top, and a side of halloween town?