Batman TAS Consequences of the Phantasm
Cross-posted on my AO3 account and edited by Grammarly
Chapter one: Batman pushes his allies away.
Forward: this takes place in Batman: The Adventures Continue continuity of B: TAS before Bruce takes in Tim Drake.
Batman watched as Catwoman entered her apartment and smiled as he hears her shout of rage. They had just stopped the slaughter of the Penguin at the hands of the Ventriloquist together1. A week ago, Selina had managed to give him the slip after she stole the Lion of Shanghai, a gold and diamond lion statue. That same night Catwoman was hired by the Penguin to steal Scarface Ventriloquist dummy scarface. After she finished the job, Batman had confronted her and convinced her to help him prevent what she had caused. It was not that hard for him to persuade Selina as she was many things, beautiful, intelligent, the best thief in the world, however a cold-blooded killer she was not.
He knew she hid it well; however, she also felt guilty on the same level he did about similar things. Batman had never felt guilty when he beat the ever-loving hell out of a criminal, breaking and entering, giving some goons or rogues a brutal interrogation, and palming something off some goon or rouge. Selina never felt guilty about the things she stole, beating up criminals preying on the East End's working girls and breaking and entering.
On the other hand, both felt guilt when their apprentices crossed the line, both felt guilty about not being able to stop a brutal crime from happening, and both blamed themselves for things they had no right to. He knew Selina grew up in the East End and protected the working girls of this section of Gotham because no one else would. He did not always have time for The East End.
He knew that both of them were criminals. Their main difference was that he did not have the same outlook on stealing as she did. However, he knew the thrill of stealing. After he graduated high school at fourteen, he spent a year living on the East End streets, going by the name Knute Brody. Batman recalls meeting a thirteen-year-old black-haired girl with the same colored eyes as Selina when he worked for Mama Fortuna, and he was sure it was Selina.
The girl had been learning higher-end thief skills from Mama's boyfriend, a master thief and killer named Stark Batman, who also learned the same skills. Bruce had actually beat the stuffing out of the man after Stark tested his resolve by pulling a gun on him when he said he planned to leave Mama to continue his training at fifteen2.
Yet Bruce never failed to send both Mama Fortuna and Dr. Leslie Thompkins cards on both their birthdays and Mother's Day as both had become surrogate mothers to him. Come to think of it, he was pretty sure he had met before that Selina when she was ten, and Bruce was eleven at Ted 'Wildcat' Grant's Gym. She likely was that dominatrix with the pixie cut hair he fought a draw before being shot by Gotham's finest after Andrea broke off their engagement before settling on his bat motif.
He was glad Selina had returned to Gotham a year ago after dogging lawsuits by Amy Mercedes3 for two years. Despite the fact the only time he has been happy the last six months was when he was chasing her. Selina had honestly stared into the abyss many times as Batman himself had, and like him, she had never blinked. Batman knew she could handle Gotham, and he wanted to be with her. However, he refused to let her in any farther than he already has.
Batman felt he no longer deserved more than the brief moments of happiness he had chasing Catwoman after what he has done to Dick and Barbra after The Joker killed Jason. He knew one day Selina would find someone better than him, and she would hopefully leave Gotham. However, for now, Batman was being selfish and enjoying their relationship as much as he would allow himself.
That and when Batman tried to scare Catwoman enough to leave Gotham a month before he ran Dick and Barbara out, well she just matched her savagery to his own, and the four new scars on his chest were testament to the fact that he could not run her out without truly hurting her. He apologized to her by leaving a note, flowers in a pot decorated with cats, some kitty treats, and catnip for Isis on her apartment's balcony the next day. He also chose this time to ease up on Gotham's criminals again.
That's when something struck his neck. The impact of the shot jarred him; he stumbled over the edge of the roof and fell off. Batman landed on Selina's balcony, crashing down on the same flower pot he gave Selina seven months ago, and his world went dark. However, as Batman passed out, he was forced to relive what he did to Barbra six months ago.
Six months ago
Batman quietly slipped into threw the balcony door of Barbra 'Babs' Gordon, aka Batgirl's apartment; the girl had only moved out of her father's apartment three months ago. They had a long night, and he knew she was exhausted as he had run her ragged going after every one of The Jokers goons to put them all out of commission by putting them in either lockup or the hospital.
Batgirl and Batman went their separate ways two hours ago, so Batman knew she would be all but dead to the world by now. What he had to was about to do was going to hurt him more than she would ever know.
Batman had to do this to protect her as he refused to let her end up like Jason. Batman decided that he would be the only other casualty Gotham would claim in his war on her crime. Barbra had yet to stare into the abyss, so tonight, he would be the abyss. Batman just hoped he did not break her resolve as she could be a great hero some were other than Gotham. Batman just hoped this would not break his resolve.
It has been four months since Jason Todd's reign of terror on Gotham's Rouges ended with his death at the hands of the Joker. He also knew Babs was getting worried about him as he has been more brutal on Gotham's criminals. Batman went back to how he was when he first started out. However, what Jason had done was worse than anything Batman has had done so far. He had been preparing for what he was going to do since then.
A trick of fate had The Joker escape from Arkham precisely one week ago. This time he went over the top, killing many of the guard's nothing new there. However, this time he also beat Harley worse than he has ever beaten her. She was currently in Gotham General's ICU in a coma, and Bruce Wayne was paying for her medical treatment to ensure she got the best care possible. Fortunately, the doctors felt she would wake up soon. However, Barbara's presence in Gotham would be enough to stop him from doing what he needed to do to the Joker once he came out of hiding.
To think a year ago, he was happy. Dick had was about to graduate from Blüdhaven police academy at the top of his class; Bruce had never been prouder of his son. Bruce Wayne had just adopted Jason Todd, and it looked like he was going to be getting back together with the woman he had proposed to when Bruce was twenty-five4, Andrea Beaumont, the first woman that Bruce thought he could spend his life with.
Then he learned she was the criminal known as The Phantasm and killed those who had her father killed, including The Joker, who managed to escape her wrath for the moment. A few days after Andrea disappeared, Bruce found her engagement ring in the cave and knew she was still out there, but they would never be together again. So with a weary heart, Bruce sold the ring.
Batman used to wonder why it was Selina he saw in the simulation the Mad hatter had put him in. Two months ago, the Phantom Stranger showed him what his life would have been like had his parents survived, and again, it was Selina he married. At that moment, he realized that Andrea was never the right woman for him, and despite Selina's preferred occupation, he had loved her more than he ever loved Andrea.
Selina and himself were so alike yet just different enough to keep the relationship interesting. He knew Selina would never murder in cold blood. Batman had been considering revealing his identity to Selina when Jason started on his rampage. He knew The Cat heard about what happened to Robin as she had led him on many chases these last four months. Her presence was all that had stopped him from breaking into Arkham and killing The Joker. However, now he figured out how to finally put an end to the monster without killing him.
Batman did try to chase Catwoman out of Gotham again the last month, and his wounds finally healed. He also added a steel plate under his Kevlar body armor, and The Bat made the plate from the gun that killed his parents. He is glad Selina liked the gifts he got her to apologize for his actions.
Now here he is about to run Barbra Gordan, a girl who he viewed as and secretly hoped she would one day be his daughter out of town. He planned to make her hate him to keep her safe from Gotham. He at least hoped this would get her back with Dick as they had always been good for each other. He also knew what he was about to do to Barbra would likely permanently destroy his relationship with them both.
He quietly packed three large duffle bags that were big enough to fit her clothes, makeup, shoes, and toiletries. He then carefully took out her garment bags, laid them carefully on top of the bags, and then set her purse next to them. 'Why does she need so many pairs of shoes?' Batman could not help but wonder as he left the girl's favorite pair of torn blue jeans and a pair of flip-flops out for her to put on. He grabbed her red horn-rim glasses, opened them, and set them on top of her jeans.
Next, he gathered all of her batgirl suits, including her first suit and all her equipment. She has six identical copies of her batsuit. However, only five of her suits were hidden in her closet. He took these and packed them in a lockbox the size of a trunk he brought with him. However, her sixth suit is scattered around her bedroom. The twenty-one-year-old's youth combined with her fatigue had made her careless with her suit like he knew it would.
He grabs this costume, carefully places each piece into an evidence bag and neatly sets them on top of the lockbox. Now came the painful part. Batman took a moment to steel his heart for what he had to do as he had to sell the lie he was about to tell. When he was ready, he pulled Barbara s blanket off her.
Batman then grabbed the girl by the long sleeve men's button-up she was wearing; he could not help but note it as one of Dicks. His large hands were fisting the extra material at her sides. Even though he was trying to make Babs hate him, he was still careful not to touch her anywhere inappropriate. His following action jarred her to full alertness. Batman slammed her into the concrete wall of her apartment.
"Barbra Joan Gordan, wake up," Batman said in that cold voice with just a hint of anger, the voice he used to when interrogating someone.
Batman suddenly became aware of just how small Babs is, especially when you compare her to himself. Barbara is only five foot three inches tall5 with a petite frame. Batman was six foot two inches tall, with a massive build that put most bodybuilders to shame. Her feet were now hanging two inches off the ground. Well, The Bat did not let it show; seeing the terror he inflicted into Barbara's hurt him worse than any injure he ever received.
"Your fired, little girl. You're too reckless treating the war like it's a game instead of life or death. In my eyes, you're just a little girl playing dress-up. I packed your bags; you're going to get dressed and leave my fucking city." Batman says maintaining the act when he saw her start to get angry.
He did not want Babs angry. He needed her terrified of him, so he pulls his right fist back and slams it into the wall right next to her head, close enough that his fist almost touched her ear. The pain from his hand caving in the concrete was nothing compared to the pain in his heart at the girl's terrified shriek as tears began to fall from her eyes. He pulls her back and slams her small frame back into the wall. However, he could not bring himself to do it hard enough to hurt her. He had watched this strong young woman grow up. He could bring himself to harm Babs physically.
"I have transferred enough money to your bank account that you can live comfortably for years, or if you still want to play dress-up little girl, you can use it to buy yourself some new suits. However, if you want to keep playing dress-up hero, little girl, you better fucking do it Blüdhaven or Metropolis, anywhere other than Gotham, and you better not do it as Batgirl. If I hear Batgirl is helping Superman save Metropolis, I will burn you. I will make sure your father is the one that has to issue a warrant for your immediate arrest. You know It will break him, but he will do it because you broke the law becoming a vigilante." Batman says as he gets in her face.
Again, he emphasized his point by punching the same spot again, the crater growing bigger. He then moved slightly to the side to give her a clear view of the duffle bags, lockbox, and evidence bags. The site of Babs now openly crying, Batman lost his resolve for a moment.
"Tell that little bastard Richard, if he ever comes back to Gotham in his silly bird costume, I will turn him in after breaking the little circus brat. I have eleven different plans to make you both seem so crazy that even if you reveal I am Bruce Wayne, no one will believe either of you." Batman says as he again slams her into the wall, rears back, and punches the spot again.
Batman's heart breaks along with his hand as the girl gives a shriek that conveyed the terror she feels. Barbra had never heard Bruce refer to Dick so harshly, she had never even heard him call his adopted son Richard, and it just added to her terror. She has also never been treated like this by what she thought was a kind man.
"You're going to tell your father you impulsively decided to visit Kara or the circus brat. I do not care which. I faked a call to the library two weeks ago, and you took the next week off. Now, when that week is up, little girl, you will be calling in and quit your silly little job. I will know if you do not and will bring your father the evidence I have in those bags that prove you are Batgirl. Every inch of the suit you left all over your floor is covered with your DNA. Tell your father why you really quit, and I bring the evidence to him." Batman tells her, then he slams her against the wall again, punches it one last time, then he released her and steps to the side.
His hand now has several fractures, and he deserved the pain. He did not even grimace despite the pain in his hand. However, the pain in his hand was nothing compared to the pain in his soul.
Barbara
'Bruce he…he has snapped… Jason's death and now Joker's escape has made him lose it. Oh my god, he means every word he is saying.' Barbra thinks as she listens to her mentor talk in the voice he reserved for interrogations, and it causes her to sob in terror.
Barbara sees her glasses on top of her favorite blue jeans and a pair of sandals. She runs to the clothes and quickly pulled them on, and grabbed the garment and duffle bags. However, She stopped and hesitated at the door. This could all be a test. Before she could look back, she shrieked in terror again as two Batarangs embedded into the wall, just missing her head but removed a lock of her red hair.
Barbra quickly unlocked her door and ran down the stairs. When she got to her car, a brand-new black Mustang, which Bruce bought her as a graduation gift, she screams again as a bat tracker hits her car bumper. Babs quickly popped the trunk and put her things in, and slammed it closed. She hesitated again as she went to open the door to her car. Tears stop as the thought hit her that maybe this might be an elaborate test for her. However, before she can look to her balcony, four Batarangs imbed themselves into the ground, pinning her sandals to the ground but not harming her feet. A fifth Batarang flies from Batman's and severing another lock of her hair.
'I need to… warn… I need Dick6.' Is all the terrified Barbra can think as she slips out of her sandals, throws open her car's door, and quickly climbs into the driver's seat. She slammed the door shut, started the car, turned her lights on, and peeled out of the parking lot of her apartment complex, not looking back.
Batman
Once Batman can no longer see the lights of Barbara's car, he pulls back his cowl. Bruce wipes the tear falling from his eye and walks back into the apartment through the balcony door. Bruce quickly makes his way to the bathroom, opens the toilet lid, and vomits into the toilet7. What he just did hurt almost as bad as watching his parents die in the alley.
Bruce quickly walks to the door Babs left hanging open and shuts and locks the deadbolt. Then he pulls his cowl back on and is once again Batman. Batman heads back to the balcony and jumps down from the sixth floor; he glides down to the parking lot and collects the four Batarangs and Babs sandals. Batman does not bother with his grappler as he feels he does not deserve the luxury right now.
The Dark Knight starts climbing up the balconies; not making a sound, he quickly reaches Babs's apartment. Batman grabs the supplies he left on the terrace before entering the apartment and began the coverup. The only evidence that of what transpired today would be the four holes in the asphalt. Well waiting for the sixty-minute mud he used to patch the wall to dry, he pulls off his cowl again, and as Bruce, he lets himself feel.
Bruce makes his way to the bathroom to vomit again. There were only three people on the planet that would have been able to tell everything he did to Babs this night was a lie carefully crafted to push her away, Alfred, Clark Kent, and Selina Kyle. Despite them being adversaries and Selina not knowing his secret identity, she could always see through his bullshit, she knew him too well at this point, and he, in turn, knew her too well to fall for any of hers.
The W-phone he used a data linkup to the Batcomputer buzzed. Both this phone and Bruce Wayne's phone are linked to the Batcomputer, and this one is connected to Bruce Wayne's phone. It was not Bruce Wayne's phone that he left at home when he was Batman. This W-phone is just a data port to allow him access to the Batcomputer when he is out of the batmobile. He also used it for dictation. This phone can be fried with a push of a button. The button is on his utility belt; another button is hidden in his vehicles. He can also use a command from the Batcomputer.
Bruce's eyes harden as he sees the alert. Batman had learned from Poison Ivy, who was forced to watched Joker beat Harley in her cell, that Joker would hide out somewhere outside Gotham for one to three weeks after an escape. Using this knowledge, he bugged every one of the beds at every one of The Joker's hideouts. The bug was calibrated to the only trip to the Joker's exact weight and would not activate if someone was lighter or heavier than him.
The Joker had just gone to bed at the abandoned toy factory. Once he finished the coverup, so commissioner Gordon would not worry about his daughter if he showed up, The Joker would be deep into sleep. So, it turns out the fate that was on his side today. What Batman planned on doing to The Joker would keep Barbra from returning to Gotham as a vigilante. Once he finished with The Joker Bruce, he planned to destroy the Batgirl costume he had in the evidence bags.
Bruce knew he convinced Barbra that he would turn her and Dick in if they returned. However, unless Dick or Barbara started killing, he would never turn on them. He did this so they would not attempt to reason with him if he did end up crossing the one line that mattered. Bruce went to the bathroom and threw up one last time. He knew he would have a confrontation with Dick in the next few days and was dreading it.
Barbra
Babs easily avoided the shifting speed traps GCPD had set up and managed to make the hour drive to Blüdhaven in just twenty minutes. It took her another ten minutes to get to Dicks apartment. Parked in an open spot, she turned off her car, jumped out, and ran to the door praying Dick was home. She needed him.
Dick
Richard 'Dick' Grayson is a very handsome man standing at five foot ten inches tall. His long black hair is falling to the middle of his back, and he has energetic, expressive blue eyes that hold just a bit of sadness. His body is the well-muscled lean the build of an acrobat or gymnast.
Dick had a rough day. His bike had gotten a parking ticket again, and his partner spilled hot coffee on his lap. Later he got punched in the face by a guy who did not want to accept a speeding ticket. Now he has a massive headache and is out of Tylenol. After work, he went on patrol as Nightwing and punk had gotten lucky, resulting in a deep laceration on his right arm. Dick had learned he is out of lidocaine and had to stick up his wound without numbing it first. Now, after just falling asleep, someone decided to work his buzzer like it was the love button on a hot redhead. If it was some kid pulling a prank, Dick is going to jump down and arresting them for being a public nuisance.
"WHHHAAAATTTTTT!" An annoyed and grumpy Dick yelled into his intercom. What he heard next made his heart stop.
"Dick, it's Barbra…" Dick had never heard Barbra so scared in his life. No, by the sound of her voice, Barbara was not scared she was flat out terrified.
Dick hit the unlock button before she could finish her sentence. He was out his door in the next instant and did not bother using the steps. The former Boy Wonder just jumped down to each landing. He got to the lobby well Barbra was waiting on the elevator. She turned to him. Dick was ready to kill whoever did this to her as in that moment he felt The Rule be could fuck itself up the ass without lube.
Barbra's hair was cut unevenly in two in spots. She had tear streaks down her face was barefoot, and he could see the sheer unadulterated terror in her big beautiful blue eyes. He had her in his arms before he knew what happened, and Babs desperately clung to him like he was the only thing keeping her safe from a monster. A fresh round of tears began to fall from her eyes as she started sobbing into his chest and Dick's heart broke.
Dick quietly picked Babs up as the elevator door opened, and he carried her into it, hitting the button for the penthouse. DIck brought the only woman he ever loved into his apartment, shutting the door with his foot. Sitting down on his couch, Dick gently rubs her back as he softly whispers she is ok in her ear. To think they had only started talking to each other again after Dick heard about Jason from Alfred. Dick was planning on asking her on a date when he woke up tomorrow.
It takes Barbara an hour to calm down. During this time, Dicks brain was running through several scenarios that could put this strong woman into such a state, each more horrible than the previous one. His last scenario being the Joker killing her father, Bruce, and Bullock, then raping her.
"What happened, Babs?" Dick asks, looking at her with concern and terror for her when she finally calms down. Barbara looked into the man she loves, eyes, and she could see the anxiety and fear for her in them. However, he did not pity her, and that warmed her heart. She refused ever to accept being pitied after her mother's death.
"It was Bat…" Babs starts to explain when she feels Dick stiffen in anger.
"I'll be back in two hours, Babs. I need to kill Bruce." Dick calmly says as he gently sets her to the side.
To think Dick was worried about Bruce as the man had blocked his number after what happened to Jason. His father just hurt the only woman he loved other than his mother, and Bruce was not going to get away with it. Dick stands up and begins heading for his damaged suit when Barbra stiffens and latches on to him.
"No… NO! we can't go back to Gotham in our stage wear. He said if he ever saw you in Gotham as Nightwing, he would break you and then turn you in. He meant it. He would hurt you, Dick. I can't let him hurt you." Barbra says, terrified at what Batman would do to Dick if he tried what he wanted to do. She squeezes him tighter and begins crying again. Dick did not hesitate. He sat back down and took her into his arms again.
"Ok, I won't go, please just calm down, it's ok, it's ok I promise won't go back to Gotham as Nightwing," Dick tells Barbra as he runs his hands through her hair the way she likes, his words caused her body to relax visibly.
Barbra knew Dick would never break a promise to her. After Jason died, Dick admitted that he refused to go out as Robin several times to make it to a date he had with her. He realized she still loved him as much as he loved her, and he desperately wanted to kiss her but held himself back. She did not need a kiss right now. She needs him to hold her. After another ten minutes, Barbra calmed down again.
"Babs, I am going to put on a pot of coffee, and you're going to tell me what happened," Dick tells her calmly with his most charming smile on his face.
Batman
Batman took two hours to remove all traces of what he did in barbara's apartment. Then he made his way to the abandoned toy factory. Batman and Batgirl spent the last week putting away all of The Joker's goons so the monster would be alone as there were very few goons who would work for him in the first place.
Arriving at his destination, Batman shut off the batmobile. He is two miles away from where The Jokers hideout. The Bat hits a button and then grabs the case he had prepared for this moment hidden under the back seat since Jason's death. Batman started running.
It takes him six minutes to get close enough to his final destination when he stops. He sets the case down and opens it. From the box, Batman pulls out a device and two large black pieces of cloth. He quickly ties one around his mouth, threading it through his cowl, then he removes his cowl and promptly ties the other piece of fabric to hide his hair, his face suitably concealed again. Batman removes his utility belt and stores both items in the case. The device he had pulled out is a potent one-time-use EMP grenade he made himself based on his solar grenades made to either remove or restore Superman's powers.
This grenade is larger than a standard hand grenade being slightly bigger than a softball, as it needed to cover the entire factory. Batman pulled the pin, drew back his arm, and with perfect form, he lets the grenade fly. The device lands dead center on the roof. However, the EMP goes off before it could impact the factory's roof. It shut down the entire security system and fried every unshielded electronic device in the building. The container he stored his equipment in is well shielded and protected all of his equipment. He quickly restores his equipment to its proper place then grabs the last object in the case tucking it into his belt. He leaves the case behind for now. Batman would retrieve it when he finished with what needed to be done.
Batman silently slipped into the abandoned factory, and he finds the skinny, six-foot-five-inch tall maniac laying on his side in a queen-sized bed with a purple blanket around his waist, a normal smile on his face. The monster looked harmless in this state. The Joker is wearing an old-fashioned purple dressing gown complete nightcap.
Batman grabs the man The same way he grabbed Babs two hours ago. However, this time Batman makes sure it hurts when he slams Joker through his nightstand and into the wall. Batman does not say a word. He lets his fists do the talking as and he systematically starts breaking The Joker's bones. Batman's first blow breaks Jokers right shoulder; his second blow breaks jokers left shoulder. Batman steps back gives Joker two kicks breaking each of The Monsters' hips.
Now that Joker is defenseless, Batman takes a moment to work the monster's kidneys. Harley's urine contained a lot of blood, So Batman felt the Joker should be in the same condition. Once he finished with the monster's kidneys, Batman moved on to breaking its bones. With each blow, The Joker gives a happy laugh. Once most of Joker's bones are finally broken, Batman lets the monster drop as he takes a step back.
"Next time, I will kill Harley as I think that will finally give me the victory. You just broke my ribs when I killed that second Robin of yours," Joker says, his ever-present maniacal smile now far more prominent than usual. However, this comment was a mistake as it just hardened Batman's resolve. He would finish what he came here to do.
"I am not finished. I just needed a bit of space. Robin begged me to kill you before he died. However, I refuse to ever cross that line, no matter how justified it is. Especially when it comes to you, so you will never Win. However, I also am done with letting you run wild. You're never going to touch Harley or anyone else ever again, Monster. What I do next will be worse than death for you. However, as a gift to you, I'll admit I am going to enjoy this just a little bit." Batman says as he grabs the monster by the neck and the legs.
He then raises The Joker above his head. For the first time, Batman hears Joker give a terrified scream as he brings him down. He drives his knee up between Joker's shoulders, breaking the Monster's spine in two places. The blow is hard enough to sever Joker's spinal cord, and The Clown would never feel anything below his neck again8. Before The Joker can react, Batman brings out the item he brought with him. It's a neck brace as he knew if he just left the Monster, it would find a way to break its own neck. He then delivers the coup de grace.
Batman shatters The Joker's lower jaw; the monster's jaw would never quite work right ever again. Now The Joker would forever be like the trickster god Loki when the god's mouth was sewn shut by the dwarf Brokk. Batman is tempted to spit on The Joker as he leaves. However, that would leave evidence. So he settled for spraying the area around The Joker with a unique mixture that will keep any rats away from the maniac.
Batman makes his way out the same way he came in, picking up the case as he walked by. He walks back to the batmobile. Batman places the case back where he took it out from. Once Batman got back to the cave, he pulls out a burner phone, calls 911, and lets the police officers know where to pick up The Joker. Batman promptly breaks the cell phone. Alfred was already asleep by the time he put the fear of The Bat into Babs as he planned. He gathers the evidence bag with Babs used Batgirl costume and throws but one of each of her suits and the cellphone into the incinerator. Batman throws her remaining batsuit's in the washer and went to take a shower. When the washer finished, he threw the suits in the dryer to ensure that no evidence of Barbra Gordan ever ware the batsuits would be found on them. He then places both her first costume and her current one in a glass display case next to Jason's spare costumes. Bruce then heads up to his room to take a nap.
Present Selina Kyles apartment.
Selina Kyle is a gorgeous black-haired woman with vibrant green eyes and a petite but well-proportioned body. She stands at five foot five inches tall with the muscle tone of a gymnast and martial artist. Her face is smeared in white greasepaint. Selina Kyle was not just some pretty face with a killer body. She was skilled enough to beat the Batman several times in hand-to-hand combat. Selina can give Her Bat the slip when she wanted. She is the greatest thief in the world, and no security system can keep her away. She was known and feared as The Cat, The Plundering Kitten, The Princess of Plunder, but her favorite nickname is Feline Fatale.
Most of the time these days, she stole just to have time with her Big Bad Bat. He knew the one time he managed to arrest her. She allowed it to happen as she was just as skilled an escape artist as he is, and she was the faster of the two when it came to picking a lock. She also used to dye her hair blond till she learned that her favorite hair dye had been tested on cats. That was also when she had accidentally let Batman see the darkness inside her when she scratched that bitch Amy Mercedes face.
Selina's penthouse apartment is well decorated with handmade furniture, some of it is new, and some are antiques. She had also had many knickknacks strewn about; some she stole well, others she picked up on her travels. She was still glaring at the note in her hands, her clenched teeth. She then before rubbing her eyes. Drawn on it was Batman's current emblem, and written under it is a simple message:
THANKS
-B.
"Your welcome, Batman… MEOW." Selina screams as the sound of her flowerpot breaking scares the kitty litter out of her.
Selina pulls her mask back down, becoming Catwoman again, pulls her whip from her waist, runs to her balcony, and looks out the open curtains. There is Her Batman lying in the wreckage of the flowerpot he got her…not moving.
Catwoman throws open her balcony doors, checks him for a pulse, and tries to ignore just how relieved she is to find one. Not wanting to risk someone seeing the Big Bad Bat on her balcony, Catwoman quickly drags his cute but heavy ass into her apartment. She shuts her drapes, flicks on her lights, and once again pulled back her cowl. The thing has had always been a bit stuffy. That's when she noticed the injector dart in Batman's neck.
"Fuck." Selina says as she grabs the dart and sees a message written on it.
'I do this for my daughter's safety Batman.' Who knows what has been injected into Her Batman, and she is pissed about it. Selina was also unwilling to drag his heavy ass the few feet to her couch, much less her bed, so she would risk using smelling salts on him. Selina knew he always had a few vials in his utility belt and began searching through it. She finds the vails in the first pouch.
However, that does not stop Selina from going through the rest of the pouches. She had always been curious about the belt. She also wondered if the Big Bad Bat kept condoms in it. Selina was a bit disappointed that he did not carry that kind of protection, as she had always wondered how big her Bats Batarang is. Selina is a bad girl, and she is tempted to check out what her Bat had hidden under his belt before she woke him. However, Selina is not that bad a girl, and she did not want her fantasies to be ruined.
Selina was not at all tempted to remove Batman's mask. His secret identity has never been something she ever had a desire to steal. Selina wanted to be given his disguise's name, as she knew Batman was closer to his true identity and not whoever was under the mask. However, she also knew the man behind the mask was quite his true identity either. Selina was also glad she had yet to work up the nerve to make a serious attempt to seduce Batman on the rooftops. With their luck, she would end up with a bun in her oven.
Selina's cat Isis padded over to them as she was snooping through The Bats utility belt. She would definitely have to get one of these. However, Selina's pretty kitty hissed when the scent of the smelling salts assaulted her delicate nose. The cat then promptly bolted into their bedroom, as Isis's kitty bed was lying on her queen-sized bed, causing Selina to giggle her lovely's antics.
"God, I forgot how horrible that stuff smells and how beautiful your giggles are, Cat," Batman says as he wakes up.
"Does anything hurt, any damage?" Selina asks her Bat, knowing he would not give her a straight answer.
"I am glad you care even if I know I do not deserve it. I just have a headache; however, I am sure I do not have a concussion." Batman says with a small smile.
Batman's wordy response shocks Selina; now she is worried. She may not know who he was under that mask. However, The Cat knew her Bat better than even the first Robin. All he should have grunted, if he was feeling talkative, she expected a 'Fine,' or if he was feeling particularly chatty a, I'm fine.
"So, I take it you already returned my pretty statue?" Selina says, reverting to a bit of sass to hide her worry.
"No, it's on the roof, I did not know when you would get back, and I did not want to miss your shout of anger. I have always found your angry yowls cute and have never missed one." He says, smiling.
"You left a statue worth five mill…give me your word you will not leave my apartment, you have been drugged by something, and I do not think it's safe for you to leave as your being way too honest. And I want to hear you say the words You have my word." Selina knew Batman would keep his word if he gave it to her. He was as a great liar as she was and is also excellent at psychological manipulation. However, like her, he never broke his word when he gave it.
"You have my word that I will not leave your apartment. So go grab the statue," Batman says, still smiling. Selina pulled her cowl back down, gives him a sultry smirk as she opened her balcony. Catwoman quickly climbed up to the roof as she threw the vial of smelling salts off her balcony. She would never force Isis to smell the stench that came from them for long. Once on the roof, Catwoman quickly spotted the statue.
"There you are, pretty kitty. Come back to Mama," Catwoman says as she picks up the gold lion statue that is inlaid with diamonds. She then hopped back down onto her balcony.
Batman
"I really need to pee," Batman says out loud. He knows where Selina's bathroom is, so he went to her bathroom's closed door and tried to pull it open. It does not work, so he tried a bit harder.
"Ok, her bathroom door must be stuck as bathroom doors open out…I think it's hard to think clearly," Batman says out loud.
Whatever he was drugged with made him honest, feel hot, made it hard to think, and even more curious about Catwoman's apartment he was in than he usually was. He also felt like he had smoked cannabis, something he did once in the middle east, well training to be Batman. He also felt a bit euphoric. However, in his current state, he could not be sure if his euphoria was because he was with Selina or the drug; it was likely both.
Isis came padding out of the bedroom as she noticed the evil smell was gone. She had always liked the man who dressed up kind of like her Mama, even though she scratched him up when they first met, he still saved her from a truck. so Isis began climbing up to BatBruce as she wanted him to hold her and pet her.
"Ok, pretty kitty, I will pet you," Batman says as he gently picked up the cat of the woman he loves began to pet her. Isis was in heaven and gave the man an appreciative purr. Catwoman smiled as she landed silently on the balcony, pulled out her phone from the hidden pocket she kept in it, and quickly snapped a picture.
"Aww, I am printing this one out and keeping it under my pillow…" Selina says, disappointed that Batman did not jump at the sound of her voice. She then put her phone back in the hidden pocket she kept it in.
"Good to know I am worthy of a pillow. Your bathroom door is stuck. I need to pee. Can I break it down? I promise I will fix it," Batman says with the first serious look on his lips since she woke him up, all the while he continued to pet Isis.
"You're aware to open the door. You need to push it in, not pull it out, right?" Catwoman says as she pulls back her cowl.
"There are those pretty green eyes I love so much…wait push…one second, here keep giving Isis attention for me," Batman says as he hands a blushing Selina her cat before he walks to the door. He turns the handle again and, this time, pushes it in.
"Aha, that was what I was doing wrong," Batman says as he rushes in. Selina realized he was about to whip his Batarang out.
"Shut the door before you start. There are ladies present." Selina's blush darkens as she yells at Batman.
"Sorry, Selina," Batman says as he shuts the door. Isis meows at her Mama. She wanted attention.
Isis
"Man, I should have just peeked. I want to know the size of his Batarang, but I also want to be a surprise when I finally get him out those tights." Mama tells me as she finally starts petting me. I start purring again, Mama's hands were not nearly as big as the man's, but the trade-off is Mama knows all my sweet spots. I wondered if the Brucebat will be my new Daddy as I never had a daddy before. I wanted a mommy and a daddy. The pair of women hear the toilet flush, the toilet seat hits the porcelain, and then the water starts running.
"Well, I always knew that man had good manners," Mama says as she rubs under my chin, and Brucebat opens the door.
"Man, my cowl is always so stuffy, and with my headache, it feels way too tight. Time to take it off." Possible Daddy says as he reaches up and removes his Facey thingy.
"Rawww," I yowl in shock as mommy drops me. I give her a look of disapproval that she does not notice.
Catwoman's POV
I try to tackle Batman to prevent him from taking off his cowl. I do not want to steal Batman's secret identity. He is high out of his god damn fucking mind right now, and this would count as stealing. Batman's secrete identity is something I want to be freely given when the tall, dark, and handsome is in his right mind. I miss judged the distance and hit the floor as he removed the cowl. He helps me up, and I show my displeasure by slapping him in the face.
"Bruce Wayne, you mother fucker, you just had to go and finally fucking ruined stealing for me. You better take responsibility for ruining my lively hood. I am so slapping you again when your fucking sober." I yell at the only other man I could see myself settling down and raising a kitten or two with. Well, I guess there was only one man I can see myself settling down and having a kitten or two with. That's when I grab my whip and crack it at him before grabbing it between my hands, holding it taught with a glare on my face.
"Also, until your sober, you will be calling me Mewstress…Wait… oh FUCK what if…" I say as my whole body stiffens, and I drop my trusty cat-o-nine tails.
I rip off Bruce's cowl from where it's resting at the back of his head and put it on. Bruce actually giggles. I guess seeing me in an oversized cowl is somewhat funny. I wish I had been recording this, as I will likely never hear him giggle again.
"How the fuck do I use this thing to alert your support staff?" I yell at Bruce.
"There is a hidden button right here, Batwoman," Bruce tells me, tapping the side of his head…Batwoman…I liked the sound of that, I tap the button.
In the Batcave
Alfred was just about to turn in. He was not as young as he used to be and chose to go to bed earlier than when Master Bruce first started his war on crime.
"Catwoman to support staff, come in support staff." Alfred hears Catwoman's voice over the radio.
"Miss Kyle, how are you able to con…" Alfred starts asking the woman his son in all but blood loved. He could only hope that his boy finally pulled his head out of his bottom and reveal his identity to Catwoman.
"Listen, you need to call Gordan and tell him not to turn that god damn signal on tonight. Bruce has been drugged with some kind of mix of true serum and weed. He is high as a kite and telling no lies. The Bastard also needs to take responsibility for ruining my lively hood, that son of a bitch made me steal his secret identity. I am going to claw the eyes of whoever is behind the sniper out with for this." Alfred was glad Catwoman couldn't see him as he was grinning so hard his face hurt.
"I will contact the Commissioner immediately," Alfred tells Selina.
"Alfred, right, could you use a bat drone or something to send some normal clothing for him? (Sniff sniff) and some toiletries he stinks," Selina asks the old butler.
Alfred had been worried that his son would soon be killed as he no longer had anyone to offer assistance in the field in his war after what he did to both Miss Barbara and Master Richard. Alfred had almost given up hope in his boy and quit his job the day Master Richard confronted Bruce about what he did to Miss Barbara.
…
Six months ago, the day after Bruce ran Batgirl out of Gotham
Dick Grayson
Dressed in my favorite leather jacket, a blue t-shirt, some blue jeans, and my favorite boots, I pulled Barbra's mustang up the driveway of Wayne Manner. I had asked Babs to come however she is still scared of Bruce, especially after the story broke about Batman breaking every bone in the Joker's body then paralyzing him from the neck down. I must admit it was great to wake up with Barbara in my arms again. Once I clear things up with Bruce, I will be asking her out again. This time, I will not let any arguments between Bruce and me get in the way this time. However, the first step is to talk with the man who became my father and stop him if necessary.
I had timed my arrival at the manor to the time Bruce normally wakes up. So he should be making his way into the kitchen any minute. I take a moment to calm myself. I can't let my temper get the best of me right now. I open the door quickly make my way through the manor.
"Hey, Grandpa, what's for breakfast?" I never admitted to Alfred that I considered him my grandfather. However, I wanted him to know how I felt about him in case this went south.
"Hello, Master Dick, for breakfast, I am making pancakes, sausages, and some hash browns. I am glad to see you are well. I have not seen you since you graduated from the police academy. Master Bruce was so proud of you that day." Alfred tells me with a smile that lights up his face.
"Yet he could not be bothered to show up," I tell Alfred with a bit of disappointment in my voice.
"No, Master Dick, he was there. However, you know Master Bruce. He is of the shadows; you won't see him unless he wants you to." Alfred says, still smiling, then he dropped his smile.
"Master Bruce should be down any minute. He told me what he did to Miss Gordon. Hopefully, you can talk some sense into the man as he won't listen to me. I will leave you two talk." Alfred says as he finished setting the food he made out on serving trays. I snag a sausage link as he puts them on a tray, as I always have.
Bruce
I hide from Alfred as he leaves the kitchen. I give him a minute to get far enough away that he will not be able to interfere and provide myself with the time I need to steel myself for what I have to do. When I am ready, I enter the kitchen. I should have joined them before Alfred could reveal that I was at Dicks graduation, however with what I have to do to keep Dick away, I wanted my son to know I was there that day. Now… now it was time to sell the lie again. This was going to be the hardest thing I have ever done.
"Was Barbra not clear Richard, you are no longer welcome in Gotham as Nightwing? I thought you were smart enough to know that those words meant that you are also no longer welcome in the manor. Get out, now." I tell him not to bother to raise my deep natural baritone two tones to use the kinder voice I cultivated for 'Bruce Wayne.'
"No, not till we talk about why you did what you did to Babs. The only reason I am not shooting you right now is that I love Barbara, and she would not want me to be a murderer. Now, why did you do it." Dick says, using the glare I taught him. He has gotten better. However, he was not at the same level as I am. I give Dick the same glare that has made The Joker take a step back, and my son takes a step back.
"I told her, you both are little children playing dress-up, you're going to get yourselves killed, and I will not have you dying in my city," I tell Dick. He stiffens but manages to hold in his rage. I hide how proud I am as he has gotten better control of his temper. I will hate myself later for what I now have to say as I need him angry, I need to goad him into attacking me.
"Taking you in the biggest fucking mistake I have ever made in my life, I only did it because I felt sorry for you. Worse, after you found out I was Batman, you made me softer on criminals as I felt I had to be a good role model for you. I should have left you to be raised alone by the circus as Gotham would no longer be full of crime if I had." I toss him his keys back.
I show him that I am holding a key, one I had been keeping in my pocket for the last week, a spar to the manner identical to the one on his ring. However, I know he will not bother to check them. When I am dead, Dick will inherit everything I own, the only exception being enough money I leave behind for Alfred so my father can live comfortably for the rest of his natural life. I will be making a video explaining my reasons to all three of them after I have finished what needs to be done, and one for Selina. She deserves to know about the big cat sanctuary I put in her name and that I am Batman.
I want them to know why I am doing what I am about to do to Dick and why I did what I did to Babs. The videos will be given to them after my will has been read. Dick is still not angry enough to take a swing at me. However, I need him to throw the first punch. He needs to think I wanted to be able to calm self-defense for what I am going to do. However, it's really because I need to feel physical pain. Otherwise, I know I will not be able to go through with what needs to be done. I removed the ace bandage I had been using to mitigate my broken hand's pain before I entered the kitchen. The agony will be what I deserve.
"I guess Barbra was not scared enough if she let you come here, I should have been harder on her, should have bro…" I am grateful that Dicks hard punch to my face stops me from finishing that sentence.
Since his high school graduation four years ago, he had gotten stronger, and I fall to the floor. I quickly roll to my feet, and as I stand, I deliver a vicious uppercut to Dicks left side of Dick's rib cage with my broken hand. I feel nauseous as I feel my son's ribs break under the power of my blow. I block the retaliation jab Dick throws with his right and grab his left arm as he tries to give me a straight punch. Dick has always been a great fighter. He has gotten faster, but he is nowhere near my level of skill. He has also never had it in him to match the sheer level of brutality I bring to a fight.
I have met only two people who can match both my skill and my ferocity in battle. One well she is a half-god the other is Selina Kyle. My next right breaks three ribs on Dicks right side, agony shooting through me. I fallow this again using the same hand to deliver a hard blow to his head, taking both the wind and his senses from him. I break his left arm. The loud snap and Dick's scream of pain will haunt me more than those two gunshots haunt me to this day. I then grab and defenestrate him. Oddly enough, this is the fourth time Dick went through this particular window.
"If you ever fucking come back to my city as Nightwing or come back to this house, I will give you the same treatment I gave The Joker, you little circus freak. I'll have Alfred bring you your shit from your room in a week." I turn my back to my son. I cannot look at my son. If I look at my son, he will see the tears I can no longer hold back. I listen as Dick gets up and runs to Babs car. I Manage to control myself just long enough to hear the Mustang peel out of the drive.
"Have you lost your bloody mind, Master Wayne? What the hell did you think you were doing?" I wish Alfred did not get here so fast. Had he been a little slower, I would have been able to compose myself, and he would quit, which is what I deserved. I just walk to the sink, turn the water on, and finally allow myself to vomit again7. I continue dry heaving for a few minutes before I let myself collapse and break down.
"Alfred, what I just did was brutalized, my son. Yesterday I terrified the woman I hope will one day be my daughter to keep them both safe from Gotham, that's what I did, Alfred, and I will never forgive myself for it. After what happened to Jason, I will be the last casualty in my war. I already tried to drive Selina away but…but I… I am too selfish, and I love her too much to do what I needed to do to drive her away. My only hope with her is that she will fall for someone other than Batman or Bruce Wayne and leave Gotham with them. She deserves to be happy. However… However, I do not." I tell my father, who says nothing as he wraps his arms and holds me as I sob in his arms. I have not cried this hard since that night, the night I was no longer a child.
Dick
I pull out my phone and call Barbara. She must have been waiting for the call as she picks it up on the first ring.
"Are you ok, Dick?" Barbara asks me, and I can hear the worry in her voice.
"No, no, I am not, your right Dad has sapped. He snapped my arm and some ribs too. Please meet me on the highway. We need to stage a crash. God, I let him goad me into throwing the first punch. There's no telling what he might do if we try to burn him now, and I am in no shape to help take him down." I tell Babs I know she can hear the sadness and the anger in my voice.
I am angry because despite what he just did to me, I still think of Bruce as my father, and he just revealed his true feelings about me. However, I am sad because I just lost my father for the second time. I will never see that man again if I can help it.
"I am taking you to the hospital. I do not give a fuck how it will look, Dick," Barbara tells me as she hangs up. I meet her just outside of Blüdhaven. Well, holding her purse, she makes a picture-perfect flip off my motorcycle as she crashes it perfectly. As always, I am amazed by This woman. She slows her fall and momentum by flipping several more times, and she sticks the landing. I pull over as I watch my bike go up in flames along with my helmet. Barbra must have stopped to fill the gas tank. That's my beautiful, intelligent girl.
"Move over Dick, Mama's driving." Babs quips as she shoves me into the passenger seat with a tight smile.
"I should have asked you out again last month at your graduation from the GCPD academy." The pain is making me a bit too honest.
"Well, I am here now Dickie-boy, and the day is still very young. But first, we need to get you fixed up." Barbra says seductively as she shuts the car door setting her purse on his lap.
"That would be me taking advantage of you. We need to wa…" Barbra shuts me up with a kiss.
"Dick, I was going to call you today and see if you wanted to get something to eat, and you know what? I just decided I am not going to let what Batman did to me stop me from being a heroine. I am also not going to wait for another second to get back together with you," Barbra says as she reaches into her purse and pulls something out, and puts it in my hand.
"That box is going to be empty by tonight." She says with a naughty smile as she puts the car in gear and peeling off. I look at what she handed me, Large Trojan condoms ribbed for her pleasure, with no damage to the box. She must have bought them when she stopped for gas.
"Babs, I, unfortunately, have a couple of broken ribs I do not think I could thrust if…" I try to explain as I still feel like I would be taking advantage of her.
"Who said you were going to be on top, Like…I…Said…Mama…Is… Driving." Babs says as she then bites her plump lip. I finally realize she had taken the time to put makeup on. I may be trying to be all noble, but I have only had my hand and The Batgirl since we broke up three years ago. I just turned twenty-two years old. I am not some zen monk like Bruce. She drained all the willpower I had.
"You have been fighting Catwoman way too much," I say, giving one last token effort to wait to get in her pants…wait, she is wearing a skirt today, the one she knows I love to see her in.
"You have been away from Gotham way too long. Batman always, and I mean always, is the one who chases that sex kitten. You were still Robin last time I went after Catwoman. I have been spending too much time chasing Poison Ivy these last six months as Catwoman has been getting Batman to chase her tail almost every other day. Now enough of you trying to stay out of my skirt. You are not going to succeed Dicky. I am going to be using your namesake when we get back home. Now our cover story is we were going to be meeting at Diggle's Diner for breakfast. I missed the turn and could not pull a u-turn when I found you. You fell asleep at the wheel." Babs tells me. I know better than to argue with her anymore. I will also be on injuries leave for the next three weeks.
"Yes, mam," I say with a grin. My three-year dry spell was about to end.
Much later Dicks penthouse
"God, that was great, (giggle) we really did use the entire box of condoms, and I can't feel my legs anymore. Our rut defiantly did not make you rusty. You even figured out you could drive in doggy. I am glad you're a big enough perve to have lube laying around. I always wondered how it felt to take it up the ass. If you continue being a good boy, I will let you in there again. I also find it disgusting that they make a Batgirl pocket pussy, yet I am also touched that you own one. Guess you could not get over me. Then again, I own the Nightwing." Barbra, soaked with sweat, admits with a well-satisfied smile. She had not had anything but the eight-inch by one-inch-wide Nightwing dildo9 she had hidden under her mattress between her legs for the last three years. She contently cuddled into Dicks chest, mindful of his broken ribs.
"The same can be said about you, Babs. As to why lube, well, I was starting to chaff and needed something to prevent that from happening thus lube. So how do I match up to the Nightwing? I saw them on Amazon when I bought the Batgirl. I was too creeped out to see how I matched up. So how does the real Nightwing match up to the Nightwing?" Dick says with a smirk.
"Even three years ago, you were bigger. Now your two inches longer and an inch and a half bigger, so I am definitely throwing it away when we go get the rest of my stuff. Also, you're not allowed to break up with me again after the day we had. Now you have to answer my question, how does the real Batgirl match up with the toy. By the way, to make sure you understand, yes, I am now both once again your girlfriend and partner in crime-fighting. It's going to be a partnership; I am not going to be your sidekick. We are tweeting it on Nightwing's account once I get a new suit." Barbra says with a blush dusting her cheeks as she gave him a saucy smile before lightly biting Dicks chest.
Dick smiles and carefully rolls Barbra off him. He can feel her eyes glued to his ass as he pulls out the sex toy from his nightstand. Then naked, Dick makes his way out the door. He returns a few minutes later.
"So, you did not answer. How do I compare?" Barbra quips at Dick, not taking her eyes off his abbs, she preferred his ass and would admit Bruce had much better abs than Dick, but still damn, he had great abs. She also notices he was not erect. Then again, they used up an entire box of condoms today.
"I love it when you drool over my hot body, and the real Batgirl is so much better than that lifeless toy. So I tossed it down the incinerator shoot. So, I am hungry. How does empanadilla's sound?" Dick says with a smile. Barbra smiles at him, wishing she bought two boxes of condoms.
"Best answer you could have given Dick and No, the best empanadilla's are sold by the Los Slices empanadilla's5 truck, and they do not deliver. Besides, I am hungry for Chinese. I trust you remember what I like…also order for the place I like, not the place you like. You better put some pants on as I am the only one who is allowed to see your dick now, Dick." Barbra says, admiring the view some more.
"Your place has a better sesame chicken and eggrolls," Dick says with a smile as he grabs his pants and goes to put them on.
"What are you doing? I did not say to put your pants on right this minute. You can put them on when the intercom buzzes," Barbra says with a playful glare as she sits up. Dick stops putting his pants on and lays back in his bed, wrapping his broken arm around Babs, who cuddles back into his chest. He did not care about the pain. Dick always wanted Barbara to be on his right side.
"You're the Boss Babs. Hello, I would like to place an order for sesame chicken, ten eggrolls, Mongolian beef with extra chilies, two orders of beef egg fu young, and two orders of beef and chicken fried rice." Dick says into the phone then gives them his address.
"That will be 110.52 and will be there in an hour." The woman on the other end of the line says, taking his order says.
"See you in an hour," Dick says as he hangs up the phone.
"Well, we are out of condoms, and the food won't be here for an hour, so let's talk. So Boss, are you going to continue to use the Batgirl name to piss Bruce off." Dick asks in his usual joking tone.
"Hell no, I want nothing to do with the bat theme anymore. I am going to go by Oracle." Babs says with a smile.
"Your superhero name is going to be your hacker handle. Hmm, Nightwing and Oracle, I like it," Dick says with a smile.
"Who says you get top billing?" Barbra says with a playful glare.
"I'll flip you for it," Dick says with a smile.
"No, we are settling this with rock, paper, scissors," Barbra says, holding out her fist.
"Rock, paper, scissors it is," Dick says with a smile. Dick lost so that they would be known as Oracle and Nightwing from now on.
Present Selina Kyles penthouse apartment
"Yes, Miss Kyle, we have bat drones. I will pack up some effects for Master Bruce once I have informed Commissioner Gordon." Selina hears over the radio.
"I'll pack up Bruce's costume so the drone can bring it back also. If I put the dart I pulled from Bruce's neck in with his suit, can you analyze it?" Selina asks the old gentleman.
"Yes, Miss Kyle, I can," Alfred tells her.
"Ok, how long will it take the drone to get to my apartment? Also, please wash his cowl. It's stinky." Selina quips into the radio.
"I will, Miss Kyle, and it will take about thirty minutes for the drone to get a goodbye, Miss Kyle," Alfred says as Selina switches off the radio.
"Ok, Bruce, you're going to sit on the chair there and pet Isis. Well, I take a shower. When the drone gets here, you're going to take a shower, then we are going to talk, I need you to answer some questions, and I am going to record it. I do not know if you will remember it. Plus, I do not think I will ever have you under truth serum again, and you ruined stealing for me, so I am going to make the most of your drugged-up state. Also, no peaking as you do not deserve a glimpse at my goods au natural today." Selina says as she picks up Isis and sets her in the bat's lap.
"Yes, mistress," Bruce says and pouts. Selina was glad she had her phone as she snaps a picture of Bruce Wayne, The Batman actually pouting.
"Depending on your answers, you may get a look at my body later," Selina says, then makes sure to give him a show swinging her hips as she goes to her bedroom, turning on the light.
She retrieves some clean underwear, a camisole, and a pair of shorts. She does not bother shutting the door and leaves the light on. She loved teasing Batman, and now knowing he was also Bruce Wayne, she enjoyed teasing him even more. She puts on another show for the man as she heads to the bathroom, sedding her catsuit on the way. She shuts the door to the bathroom behind her.
Bruce spent the next fifteen minutes sitting in the chair petting Isis before the growing board, likely due to the chemical concoction flooding his system. So, Bruce decides to go snooping in Selina's bedroom as she did leave the door open, well holding and continuing to pet the purring Isis. He does not find anything too interesting till he opens the drawer of her nightstand.
"You know it's rude to snoop in a ladies' bedr…shut that right now," Selina pales and once again rushed Batman when she sees just where he was snooping. Once again, Selina failed as he pulled it out, and her face develops an atomic blush as he holds up the ten-inch by three-inch black dildo9 with Batman's old yellow and black emblem on it. It's the only thing she has had between her legs for the last two years; however, she has had it for the seven years she has known Batman.
"I am always tempted to sue the makers of the batman dildo for false advertising. I am big…" Selina tackles Bruce before he can finish his sentence slapping her hand on his mouth. However, she can make out that he is more prominent than her only toy.
"You will not finish that statement, buster," Selina says as she takes her toy and, out of habit, gives it a small kiss before she puts it back in her nightstand…she would fantasize….she meant to consider the words later.
"Yes, Mewstress. However, the toy seems to be very well used. Been a while?" Bruce says, smiling naughtily, he had caught the kiss to said toy, and he stored the image away for later use.
Selina, however, notices that he reacted to her ritual of putting her toy back in the drawer. She could tell he was definitely bigger than the toy. His cup was pushed out by his reaction.
"Two ye…right now, that is none of your business," Selina states, distracted by the thoughts of how much bigger Bruce could be than her toy before catching herself.
"Been two years since I last got any too Mewstress," Bruce admits with a smile.
Selina was happy to hear something bumping at her balcony door. Thank god the drone was here as she needed to compose herself. She goes out, grabs the drone, and finds a duffle bag and a container for the batsuit.
"Get into the bathroom, shut the door, take a shower, and do not come out until you get dressed in the clothes Alfred packed for you, then we are going to have that talk…remember you need to push to open the door," Selina says as she slams the duffle bag hard into Bruce's chest. She did not need the distraction of Bruce's abbs right now. She then places the dart into the container.
"Yes, Mewstress," Bruce says as he makes his way into the bathroom. He comes out a minute later.
"Mewstress, do I wear the pajamas Alfred sent or the jeans and turtleneck?" Bruce asks Selina, his face entirely too serious.
"The pajamas," Selina tells the man.
"Yes, Mistress," Bruce says as he once again shuts the bathroom door. As she hears the shower turns on, Isis hops up onto her mother's lap.
"Tomorrow, I am going to find out how big his Batarang is…" Selina says as she strokes her cat like a genuinely evil villainess.
Next time: truth serum confessions of the bat.
1: the B: TAS light novel Catwoman's Nine Lives available on kindle unlimited
2: stark was an ex-lover and mentor of Catwoman during year one and was introduced and killed in Catwoman Selina's Big Score, and I am a bit petty with him due to the ex-lover part.
3: Introduced in the comic Batman Gotham adventures #4 a tied series to Batman: TAS
4: Batman is officially stated as being 25 at the start of Batman year one.
5: according to DC wiki well Barbra is 5 foot 7 inches in the comics. She is only 5 foot 3 in B: TAS
6: Batman just gave her an Interrogation nearly on the level with the one he gives Mr. Freeze in Batman Rebirth # 51.
7: I wanted to make sure it is understood that Batman was greatly affected by what he does to Barbara and Dick, which is also why I wrote them mainly from Batman/Bruce's POV.
8: I could not resist having Batman 'Bane' Joker
9: I have no knowledge about these items and want to keep it that way