"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep…." A muscular arm reached out from under the pillows and slapped the top of the alarm clock, making it go silent. Grateful for the peace, the man dozed back off. He was asleep for five minutes or so, until the alarm clock started to yelp at him again, yanking him back awake.
"Damn snooze button," he grumbled, swinging his legs out of the bed. He groggily made his way into the bathroom. Still partially asleep, he turned on the water and got in, and jumped back when he noticed the water was too hot, scalding his skin. It's going to be a long day, he thought. As usual, he was right.
"Master Wayne, good morning. Would you like any breakfast?" Alfred was standing in front of him, looking bright and chipper. Does he never sleep? Bruce had definitely been known to stay up long into the night working, but Alfred was always there when he needed him. And sometimes when he didn't.
"Actually, I'll be fine. I need to get up to the Watchtower. Now that the cast is off, Batman is needed," Bruce said, getting his cup of coffee. He didn't really enjoy the taste of coffee but it was caffeine…
"I see. I'll go prepare your suit, sir," Alfred set down his cup and hastily left the room. Bruce walked into the dining room, and looked out at his yard through the window.
"At least I'll have nice weather today," he mumbled to himself, commenting on the bright blue day that was uncommon for Gotham. As he went up the stairs to get dressed, he heard a rumble of thunder and the familiar patter of rain hitting the room. He sighed.
Batman sat in front of the monitor screen, watching earth from his position in the sky for any sign of danger. He was glad to be back at work. Suddenly, he sensed the presence of someone behind him. "Flash."
"Hey Batz!" Flash was standing in the middle of the monitor room, carefully keeping his distance from the Dark Knight, should he decide to hurt him. "So… I ran into to someone yesterday…." Batman didn't say anything. Flash wondered if he was even listening. "You might know her," he said. Still nothing. "It was Arlene." Batman tilted his head to the side. Flash got the impression that if he was a dog, his ear would have perked up. Wally almost giggled, imagining one of the bat ears on his head twitching.
"Oh?" Batman said, displaying an unusual interest. Flash started toeing the ground with his gold boot.
"Yeah. She mentioned a party…"
". . ."
"A governor's party or something…"
". . ."
"She kind of asked if we were going, since we're a couple and all, well actually were not a couple but she thinks we are because she was being all in your face and I told her that we were a couple and then we kissed and she was all in my face and smelled like coffee and had a Prada bag, and…"
"Wally." Oh crap, the real name.
"Yes?"
"What did you tell her?"
"Well….."
". . ."
"What time are you going to pick me up?"
