BATMAN BEYOND
Lips
Terry drives up to the curb of his mother's home.
He did not expect to be this late. Coming home at 4am in the morning. Already performing a one hour patrol and two hours of training in the Batcave.
The fact that Inque is at his house in fact did slip his mind on more than one occasion. But once he came to the full control of his emotions and mind, he quickly came back to his residence. Not wanting to take a chance of Inque causing any trouble for his mother and brother.
However, little to his expectations... Inque had in fact... caused more than just a simple scare or little misunderstanding. The fact is that... here and now... Terry faces his greatest current family challenge...
In order to keep the secret of being Batman... And keeping the fact that Inque had tried to kill him on more than one occasion. And that he tried to kill her with water multiple times.
Right now... Terry is about to walk into a den of wolves...
With his mother ready with a barrage of questions.
"What has he been doing all night? Spending all night, every night... out until dawn and dusk. Pretending to have worked at Mr. Wayne's house during that whole time."
She can hear his hand touch the door handle and turn it. Inque is sitting right next to her on the couch, right in the living room, awaiting his arrival.
Terry enters the main doorway and removes his shoes with a soft sigh. Inque makes a quiet plea to god as she closes her eyes.
"God please let this go over well. I don't want to cause him any trouble."
He enters his home, and with a sudden acceptance of dishevelment, his mother is sitting on the couch in the living room. With Inque right there next to her. They both have turned there heads looking at him.
Terry sighs and takes off his shoes. His thoughts race as to what sort of excuse he can create for his late arrival. And he wonders what sort of reason he can give for going out so late, and coming home even later. As well as to what reason he had Inque in his bedroom.
Looking upon Inques face, he can practically read her expression. She is begging him to go along with whatever story she comes up with.
And at this moment, he would be more than happy to go along with whatever kind of story she creates for him, just to keep his secrets. She is after all, an older woman. Close to the same age as his mother. She has a daughter close to his own age.
When thinking about it logically, if he had the chance, Inque... is the perfect match for him. She is after all... a grown woman. And she knows everything and anything... that a man could possibly want in a woman.
Slowly her thoughts and eyes glide upon Terry's mother... she takes a moment to think as Terry walks over to the living room. And slowly takes a seat.
She reads her. Ever single inch of her. Inque takes in everything and anything involving the moment here and now.
As a mother, right now... she understands...
And keeps silent... as she waits for the right moment.
Terry speaks.
"mom... sorry I'm late."...
His mother... at that moment... stands up... and walks over to him... and raises her hand... holding herself back from swiftly forcing her arm down... resisting the urge to slap Terry.
"did you have sex with this woman?"
She looks down upon her son... she looks down upon Terry... and he takes a gulp.. Not knowing what to say... He has no idea what to say right now... He doesn't know what Inque and his mother have spoken about while he was gone.
But Inque... she smiles... and she jumps at the chance.
Her voice reaches his mothers ears as she jumps atop Terry and she acts as if she is his lover... strangely enough... her words... exit her mouth... and... the words.
"Hurt my man I'll hurt you."
Somehow... those words... whisper through her lips... as she gathers herself... and stands in the middle of the living room... thinking of what she just did.
And Terry sits up... Looking at her.
And Inque thinks to herself... "The fuck did I just do?"