Bat family short stories
Nightwing was the most egoistic person I ever knew. He would boast so much about what a cute baby he was, that he wouldn't care about anything else but making sure everyone knew about his looks as a baby. Soon, the only words that would come out of his mouth were, "I was the cutest baby on the planet!" His ego was so big that it was the death of him. One day, people were so tired about hearing about what he looked like as a baby, Two-Face shot him right in the chest.
Damain was so ruthless that he didn't care about the poor ants he was killing. He didn't get that they had lives, too. It was like his ruthlessness was taking over him! Why did he need to be so barbaric?
Batgirl was hacking into her friend's secret facility, "I can't believe she didn't give me access to it!" She thought angrily. Just then a green box with the words, "access granted" popped up on the screen. She laid back in her chair, smiled menacingly and started scrolling through the pages.
Tim always used sarcasm when talking to others. People always hated how he used sarcasm in every sentence that came out of his mouth. At first people thought he was just joking and would grow out of it, but they were wrong. He wouldn't stop, and his jokes turned into insults and soon all he would do is insult people and he refused to stop.
Bruce looked at his old baby photograph and sobbed, "I was the cutest little baby on earth! I was so happy back then! Why did everything need to change? Why!" He put his head in his knees. "Why couldn't I have stayed a child forever?"
"I'm so excited! Our dream of a quiet place to recline with some friends and a pool is finally here!" Barabra screamed in excitement as she and her friends walked up to the hotel they had reservations for. She opened the shiny pink door to find that the place was completely empty, not even a desk or receptionist.
Cassandra burst out laughing, "Ha ha! OMG! This is not a place to 'recline'!" Cassandra continued laughing, "This place is completely barren! They couldn't even retain a receptionist!" She couldn't stop laughing.
Barbra didn't know what to say, she just had a confused expression on her face.
Tim looked through his pantry and took out a bar of chocolate. He brought it to the table; he started to unwrap it when he heard loud footsteps pounding down the staircase.
"Hello Tim," The sound of Alfred's voice came. He turned the corner and saw Tim opening the chocolate. "You really shouldn't be eating that."
"I know," Tim put his head down. "Please?"
"No! Although you can have it in about an hour, okay? Alfred asked. Tim nodded, Alfred left the room. Tim didn't know if he could endure not eating the amazing chocolate a minute longer. He sat at the table just staring at it then had enough of waiting. He checked to see that Alfred wasn't looking and took a bite of the chocolate bar. It was so delicious! It was so durable in his mouth.
"Tim? Are you eating?" Alfred bellowed.
Then, without answering, he ran out of the kitchen, and out the house with the bar and escaped.
"Get back here! You can't escape this prison!" The guard shouted back at the Riddler as he ran into the woods and away from the prison.
"Then what am I doing?" He shouted back, looking over shoulder, refusing to stop running. He ran and ran and ran until he reached his cousin's house. He knocked on the door urgently.
His cousin opened the door looking confused. "Riddle me this. Who just escaped prison and is now a fugitive? This maniac!" Riddler pointed at himself.
"I can't believe I'm here!" Joker screamed at Harley.
"Well, it looks like you won't be taking this trip," Robin said from behind. "Joker and Harley Quinn, we're taking you in for murder. You're coming with us!"
"What? You can't do this, we're just civilians!" Joker laughed as Robin binded his hands behind him.
"Well, I guess this vacation is going to be postponed until we break out of jail. Too bad, so sad I told you we shouldn't have killed that girl." Harley said disappointed.
"Ubu!" Ra's al Ghul shouted from the room over.
"Yes? Do you need anything my Lord?" Ubu replied, trying to keep the anxiety out of his voice.
"I require your assistance!" Ra's al Ghul bellowed back.
Ubu jumped, not sure what she would make him do now. Very anxiously he walked into the other room.
"I need an extra knife!" He ordered him. Ubu let out a breath of relief he did not realize he was holding.
"Of course my Lord."
"Urhg," Jason growned, "I'm dead if I don't pass this test! Bruce will ground me forever!" He complained.
"Looks like you've gotten yourself into a little pligt. I for one know I'm going to ace this test." Barbra bragged as she walked by.
20 minutes passed and Jason had finished his test. "Jason," The teacher called, he walked to the front of the room, the teacher handed him his paper, on the front with a big fat "F"!
Jason walked out of the classroom. Barbra walked by again,
"What did I say, plight!"
"Come on! Do it! You know you can!" Damain's tutor shouted at him.
"No I can't!" Damain said back aggressively. "Why does she always make me do this stupid stuff?" He thought.
"Come on, come on, come on!" She shouted at him again, "I am your tutor, this is my job." Damian crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh come on, I don't want to ignite another fight to make sure you work."
"Oh why don't you just ignite a tree?" Damian rolled his eyes, "That would be so much more fun."
"I want everything perfect! Perfect, do you hear me?" The teacher shouted at everyone in the class.
Stephanie rolled her eyes, "How am I supposed to make everything so perfect and precise?" She said under her breath, "I don't want her freaking out on me again."
The bell rang and everyone got up out of their seat. "Do you want help with your project so it's perfect?" Helena came up to her.
"No, I just think I'm going to try my best and hope I'm not shouted at." Stephanie responded.
"Well, your loss. good luck!"