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DC Day in the Life Challenge.

 Characters: Jo, myself. Mentions of others. 
 Pairings: Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent, Superman/Batman

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Music of the Spheres universe during summer next year. I'm not quite sure why, I just got to the point where Bruce was mentioned and it happened by itself. I'm not entirely sure that this is within the rules of the DC Day in the Life challenge.


In a way, this reminds me of Batman

An average day in my summer holidays. This meant, of course, it was raining. Quite heavily. The weatherman said there was a possibility of floods again. They say on the news that the government are planning to call on Superman’s help if it got as bad as it was last year. Which hopefully it won’t.

  Either floods or droughts, as though the British summer and temperate weather were mutually exclusive, what is the world coming to?

 I ponder on this as I stare blankly at my bookmark. Captain Jack grins rakishly at me and I sigh and resume reading my book, bad emo music playing on Kerrang.

 “Improving your mind? You disappoint me Harriette,” a voice states from the door to the stairs.

 “Well, I do need to finish this book eventually.” I put Captain Jack back in his spot keeping my place in the book on western political thought. I dumped the hefty book on the sofa and picked up my drink from the occasional table that was only ever occasionally put away.

 “Let me guess, E! Entertainment?”

 “Good girl,” grinned my sister as she stole the remote and settled on our other sofa.

 Ooh, we were conveniently in time for the Daily 10. Guaranteed at least one story about Superman or your money back. Generally saving some high society miss, or other. Last week he had rescued Nicole Richie and asked her to eat more, as he was worried she wasn’t eating enough.

 If anyone else had said that, well, I think they’d be either decked, or sued. But Superman is Superman. Clean cut, boy next door, kind of guy.

 So, as you’d imagine, she put some weight back on. Nobody wants to cause Superman undue concern. He’d use those eyes on you. You know the ones, cut straight through you in seconds.

 Yeah, the puppy dog eyes. About the only person they don’t work on is Batman.

 Also, I’m not sure going against Superman would be particularly good for anybody’s career...

 Oh look, number four on the countdown. Playboy billionaire Bruce Wayne, an E! favourite and regular.

 “And the Prince of Gotham was seen in London today with his long term partner, Clark Kent of the Metropolis Daily Planet,” one of the women said. I can’t remember her name, I never really pay attention to them when they come up. I think it’s something Greek. Ish, at least. Ooh, wait, the other one’s just sighed and is saying something.

 “Handsome billionaire all to himself? I’m jealous.”

 “Aren’t we all?” grinned the first one. “Well, ever since the infamous events on Luthor’s cruise, the pair have been seen at numerous social gatherings all over...”

 “You know,” I said over the ‘news’ report, “in a way, he reminds me of Batman.”

 “Which one?” Jo asked as she walked into the kitchen for some reason, “go on, I’m still listening.”


 “No way, I refuse to believe it. Drink?”

 “Got one, can you get me the chocolate digestives though?”

 Jo walked back into the room carrying a bowl of cereal in one hand, a glass of water in the other and the packet of biscuits under her arm. She put her food and drink down and then threw the biscuits at me. I caught them, barely.

 “Hey, who do you think I am?”

  “The illegitimate spawn of Batman, where else did you get that look of death from?” Batman and mum, now that’s a creepy mental image.

 “You mean the one I had when I was two?” In fact, in most photos taken of me before I was six I was glaring with an intensity Batman would have given an approving nod. Or smiling in a way that would have earned me a pat on the head from Superman. But mostly glaring.

 “Where does that leave you then?” I asked her, really wondering what she was getting at.

 “Black sheep of the family, because unlike you two, I’m sane.” I glared at her with an expression of doom, if looks could kill... “See what I mean?”

 “Whatever, Bruce Wayne still reminds me of Batman.”

 “Haz, marshmallows remind you of Batman. What’s your reasoning this time?”

 “They’re both from Gotham, and they both wear black,” I said simply. Yeah, vague, but it’s only that he reminds me of him. Not that I think he actually is Batman.

 “That has to be the most tenuous link that I have ever heard you make, the marshmallows logic made more sense. You might as well say that his boyfriend is Spiderman!”

 “I dunno, geeky, wears glasses, probably wasn’t very popular in secondary. There are similarities.”

 “That could apply to anyone. Technically it applies to you.”

 “Yes Jo, I’m Spiderman,” I said in a gruff voice.

 “Yay! I’m friends with Spiderman!” she grinned before we both started laughing at the private joke known only to our friends and those other sad people (with good senses of humour, I must admit) who watch LittleKuriboh.

 “No,” she waved a hand dismissively, “he’d only weigh Batman down with all his money and resources.”

 “I’m not sure, he always seems to be in approximately the same place as Batman.”

 “Maybe he’s stalking him.”

 “I can see it now,” I replied in my usual way of visualising, sweeping one hand in front of me, “Bruce Wayne, playboy, billionaire, philanthropist, obsessed fanboy.”

 “Maybe he even has his own Batcave.”

 “Now you’re just being ridiculous.”

 “I don’t know, he could be a really kinky bastard and get his boyfriend to dress up like Superman so they can have sex in his Batcave.”

 “Not the ‘Superman and Batman are gay for each other’ theory again,” I groaned. She loved this theory, a theory I found on the internet and introduced her to. Regardless of the fact that nobody knew who they were, there were some pretty good fan fictions about it. The general consensus on Batman was that he had dark hair, but the eye colour varied depending on who was writing it. I’ve seen them all; blue, green, grey, brown, hazel, and once even beady and black. Weirder was that one who wrote that he didn’t have eyes at all.

 Eye colour aside, they are really fun to read. Mostly because the idea of those two together is hot. Like, Captain Jack hot.

 “You know it makes sense.”

 “Of course I do, I’m the one who showed it to you in the first place.”

 “As you won’t stop reminding me.”

 “Do you think they’re really gay for each other?”

 “Can’t possibly be gayer than that Wayne and his boyfriend.”

 “Do you think we’ll ever get this theory confirmed?” I asked her.

 “It’d take a miracle.”

 The End

 Because a Princess Bride quote should be mandatory within all fanfiction

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( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 12th, 2007 07:32 pm (UTC)
::giggle:: OMG, how much do I love the idea of Superman telling some starlet to eat more? Thiiiiiiiiiiiiis much! Hee. I'm going to be imagining that every time I see some stick-thin woman now.

This was cute and it definitely fits within the challenge.
Oct. 12th, 2007 07:55 pm (UTC)
Why, thank you. It was too good of an image to pass up. And I'm glad I could alter your daily thought processes.

My plot for world domination is coming into fruition. *laughs maniacally*
Oct. 12th, 2007 10:19 pm (UTC)
Aw, man. You rock so bad. Which is good.

I like this 'verse ^_^
Oct. 12th, 2007 10:25 pm (UTC)
Don't we all?
Oct. 12th, 2007 10:47 pm (UTC)
All of us who are at least vaguely fandomly aware ;)
Oct. 12th, 2007 11:45 pm (UTC)
Nice. I loved the narrative voice, and the subject was amusing. Reading fan fic, and debating if Superman and Batman are together, while everyone knows Bruce and Clark are in this universe. Cute.
Oct. 12th, 2007 11:50 pm (UTC)
Well, I wouldn't say everyone. The only reason I'd know would be because of E!Entertainment. Happy gay couples don't really sell trashy celeb magazines in Britain.
Oct. 14th, 2007 07:00 am (UTC)
Ohh, I love you. Love you! *beams* The image of the gossip programs having Superman and Batman and Clark and Bruce all in the same program is too funny, and I love your banter here.

Last week he had rescued Nicole Richie and asked her to eat more

*sputters with helpless laughter at the image*

In fact, in most photos taken of me before I was six I was glaring with an intensity Batman would have given an approving nod. Or smiling in a way that would have earned me a pat on the head from Superman. But mostly glaring.

Awww. Either way they approve of you, though!

The theory that Batman doesn't have eyes made me shudder. I can imagine people coming up with those, though.

“Can’t possibly be gayer than that Wayne and his boyfriend.”

*laughs hysterically*

Oh, thank you, you have so made my day. Week. Possibly month.
Oct. 14th, 2007 01:59 pm (UTC)
I did good?


I just had to have Bruce on E!, I mean, he fits the bill almost exactly. Then it just kind of went on from there...

But I'm so glad you liked it.

And everyone seems to love the Nicole Richie thing. I can't imagine why... ;)
Oct. 20th, 2007 06:04 am (UTC)
This was really, really fun. *grins* I love this:

“Haz, marshmallows remind you of Batman. What’s your reasoning this time?”

...just because I have moment like that myself. *g* Fandom gets into your brain and suddenly it's everywhere in life!

I also loved the reference to the ever-changing-eye-color of fic. One story I read, in another fandom, had eye color changing within a single story. Not from blue to gray or anything like that, either. From hazel to "jade green" to "amber". O.o

Anyway, thanks for sharing!
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