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From Writing Chat Thingy and Drabble requests.

I'm not going to put a word count in because I'm lazy and I don't have these anywhere not online. But they're all really short.

Writing Chat Thingy:

Title: More Interesting Than Batman
Fandom: Young Justice
Characters: Bart/Tim
Rating: G

"So wouldja tell me who Batman is?" Bart asked.

"No," Tim said.

"How about if I guessed?"

"Nope."

"Is it...um, your dad?"

"No."

"How about, uh, that rich guy? Batman would haveta be rich, right?"

"This is ridiculous. I'm not telling you who Batman is."

"That Bruno guy or something. Y'know, who's really rich? Always on Persons Magazine and stuff?"

"I have no idea who you're talking about?"

"Like, Bruno Waney?"

"Bruce Wayne?"

"Yeah!" Bart beamed. "That's it."

"Look," Tim said. He cupped a hand around the back of Bart's neck. "This is silly. How about we talk about something else?"

"Like what?" Bart said. "What's more interesting than Batman?"

"You," Tim said. He kissed Bart.

Title: January Blossoms
Fandom: Impulse
Characters: Bart/Carol
Rating: PG

"Where did you get these, Bart?" Carol asked, sniffing the flowers. "They're beautiful."

Bart beamed. "I wanted to get you the first flowers of the year."

"In January?" Carol asked.

"Well, I had to go pretty far to get 'em. They're from Brazil!"

"Thank you, Bart."

"I mean, they wouldn't be the first ones otherwise, right? Because the year's new and these are the first ones I found."

"Yes, thanks - "

"And girls are supposed to like flowers. Right? That's what Superboy - "

"Bart." Carol gave him a slightly exasperated smile. "They're beautiful. Now stop worrying."

"Oh, good." Bart grinned and kissed her sloppily. "You're beautiful too, you know."

Carol laughed. "Thanks," she said. "You aren't too bad looking yourself."

Bart grinned. "I'll get water and a vase!" he said, zipping out of view.

Carol put the flowers in the vase when he got back and kissed him again, pushing him down onto the table. "They're wonderful," she whispered between kisses. "You're the best boyfriend ever."

Title: Becoming Batgirl
Fandom: Birds of Prey
Characters: Charlie
Rating: PG

Charlie had always wanted to be a superhero.

It wasn't like she couldn't do it. She was stronger than most people, and she did the teleporting and healing thing.

But her mom said no. And her mom hated that she wasn't normal. So Charlie pretended to be normal. For her mom.

Still, she read everything she could about her favorite hero.

Batgirl.

Batgirl was mad cool. Batgirl was a girl (with red hair, like Charlie's!) that had made a niche for herself in an all boy's club. Batgirl could kick ass.

Charlie yearned to be like that.

Charlie wanted to be as cool and as powerful as Batgirl was. And she swore one day she would be. Maybe when she was eighteen and not living with her mom, she could be a superhero.

Or so she'd hoped. Right up until her mom was consumed in the fire that took out their house. Charlie survived by teleporting out, but she couldn't save them.

She spent the next weeks living on the street. There were shopkeepers who knew her and knew what had happened to her mother. They gave her food, but she knew that couldn't work forever.

On a whim one night, Charlie bounced to the former Batgirl's location. She was sort of surprised to find that Batgirl was in a wheelchair, named Babs Gordon, and called Oracle. And she was a genius with computers.

As far as Charlie was concerned, that made her even cooler.

She wanted nothing more than to join the Birds of Prey. That cool, confident group of women who could do anything. Charlie wanted to be one of those.

And with Batgirl not using the name anymore, well, that left it open for Charlie. She made a costume from a T-shirt and a cape she'd found in a dumpster. It wasn't as cool as Babs' costume had been, but she didn't have any money. She was a little limited in what she could do.

Babs would like Charlie as soon as she saw her. Babs would give Charlie a place to live, a place to train. Babs would help Charlie become a Bird of Prey.

Other girls might have wanted to be Wonder Woman in the Justice League, but for Charlie, it was all about Batgirl. And she could do it. Babs would help.

Because if she didn't, Charlie wasn't sure what she'd do. Living on the street wasn't easy. And Charlie was getting desperate.

Title: Swear't
Fandom: Hamlet
Characters: Hamlet/Horatio
Rating: PG

How could Ophelia be gone?

Hamlet was torn between rage and sadness as he walked from the grave.

"A suicide," he muttered. "How cowardly must one be to quit at life! How womanly! How weak!"

"My lord!" Horatio said, jogging slightly to keep up.

Hamlet turned. "Horatio," he said.

"How fares Lord Hamlet?" Horatio asked.

"All the better for thy presence," Hamlet said. "But still, saddened. Ophelia was a goodly woman."

"Aye, one of the best."

"Horatio," Hamlet sighed. He leaned on Horatio's shoulder. Horatio automatically put an arm around him. Hamlet didn't need protecting, and Horatio could hardly do anything that Hamlet couldn't, but still. It made both of them feel better.

"Sweet Prince," Horatio murmured back.

"What would I do without thee?" Hamlet whispered. "Methinks I'd be no better off than poor, fair Ophelia!"

"Nay, Hamlet. You are as strong a man as any I've seen."

"Stronger for thee. Horatio, thou shalt never leave me?"

"Nay, my lord. Never."

"Wouldst thou swear't?"

Horatio didn't hesitate. "Aye, I swear't."

"I love none other as much as thee," Hamlet whispered.

"You flatter me, sir," Horatio said.

"I never flatter," Hamlet said. "But such things can wait. I have much to discuss with thee. The matter of my capture, and our two former friends, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Would you hear it?"

There's also a Bart/Tim/Kon bit that I'm going to expand then post because it really wasn't done. And an original piece that was kind of crap, but sort of a preview to the webcomic I may or may not be working on.

Now!

Drabble Requests!

Title: Chills
Fandom: Batman
Characters: Steph/Tim
Rating: G

It was too damn hot to patrol, Tim thought. His mask was built to keep moisture out of his eyes, but the tights itched and he was sweating under his cape.

Well, there weren't any villains around right at that moment. Tim glanced around and took off his cape, hanging it on a gargoyle. Oracle would alert him if anything started happening.

A few minutes later, he leaped up and gave an embarrassingly high-pitched shriek as he felt something cold trickle down his back. Had Captain Cold taken him by surprise? He whipped around.

Oh.

"Hey, Boyfriend," Steph said, grinning at him and holding a thermos. "Want some lemonade, compliments of Alfred?"

Tim laughed. "Yes, please."

"Thought you looked hot," she said, kissing him on the cheek as she handed him the thermos.

"Yes, the temperature's insane," Tim said.

Steph smirked. "Yeah, but that's not really what I meant."

Title: I Do
Fandom: Titans
Characters: Roy/Dick, Lian
Rating: G

"Will you, Nightwing, take Arsenal to be your law'fly wedded wife and partner in crime-fighting, in sickness or in health, till death do you part?" Batman asked. He was the priest because his cape almost looked like a priest's robe.

"I do," Uncle Dick said. He was wearing the weird costume with the big collar, but it was okay.

"And will you, Arsenal, take Nightwing to be your law'fly wedded husband and partner in crime-fighting, in sickness or in health, till death do you part?" Batman asked Daddy.

"I do," Daddy said. Then he and Uncle Dick kissed and Daddy threw the bouquet and Lian caught it, or actually Wonder Girl caught it, but Aunt Donna was pretty cool so maybe some day she'd let Lian be Wonder Girl. Then the three of them all went to Hawaii for the honeymoon and Daddy and Uncle Dick teamed up with Superboy (well, really Superman, but Daddy'd promised her Superboy for Christmas) and...

"Lian?" Daddy said. "Are you ready for bed?"

"Almost, Daddy," Lian said, pushing her toys off the bed. "Daddy?" she asked.

"Hmm?"

"When are you and Uncle Dick getting married?"

Daddy almost spit out the water he was drinking. "Get ready for bed, Lian," he said.

Title: Skinny Dipping
Fandom: Young Jusitce
Characters: Bart/Tim/Cass
Rating: PG-13

"It'll be awesome!" Bart shouted, pulling Tim along at just under superspeed.

"Bart, I'm not sure - " Tim started to say, but then he saw Batgirl.

"Oh, I've met you!" Bart said cheerfully. "Hi, Batgirl! We were going skinny dipping. Wanna come?"

"Bart," Tim said. "Girls don't usually skinny dip with boys."

Bart tilted his head. "Why not?"

"Why not? It's because - " but Cass interrupted him.

"Okay," she said, and pulled off her costume.

"...oh," Bart said softly.

"Do you get why now?"

"Yeah, yeah I do," Bart said.

Cass smiled and touched Bart's shoulder. "Okay," she said again, pulling lightly at the cloth.

Bart grinned. "Cool," he said, vibrating his costume off.

"This is an awful idea," Tim muttered.

Bart took a running start and cannonballed in the lake.

Cass looked at him. "You...too?" she asked.

"I...yeah," Tim said. He pulled off his costume and slid into the water. He ducked under before Bart could splash him.

Cass dived in gracefully. The water barely rippled with her passing.

"This is cool," Bart said. Then he sputtered as Cass aimed a very precise splash at his face.

Tim could admit that this was one of Bart's better ideas.

Title: You're It!
Fandom: Batman
Characters: Tim/Cass/Steph
Rating: PG

Steph was it, and Cass had a ten second head start. Unfortunately, that meant that Cass was already practically invisible. Steph sometimes questioned how bright an idea it had been to play rooftop tag with someone who could disappear even better than Batman could, but hey, it was Cass.

Aha! A black cape! Steph crouched, and jumped towards it shouting. "Got you! Now, kiss me, Cass!"

"...um, kiss me Cass?" Tim said.

"...crap!" Steph said, rolling off of Tim.

"No, seriously, what?" Tim said. "Steph...aren't we dating?"

"It's different with Cass, though!" Steph said. "I mean, it's the body language thing, and it just kind of started and...please forgive me? You can play rooftop tag with us! Look, hold on." Steph turned around. "TO, BG!"

Cass stepped out of the shadows. "Hi," she said.

"Cass, can Robin join our rooftop tag game?"

Cass nodded. "Yes," she said, looking at Tim. She turned to Steph. "Still kiss?"

Steph grinned at Tim. "What do you say?"

"Well," Tim said.

"Yes?" Cass said.

"C'mon, boy of mine," Steph said. "Please?"

Tim sighed. "Well, okay."

Steph grinned. "In that case!" She kissed him. "You're it!"

Title: Ice Cream
Fandom: Titans
Characters: Charlie/M'Gann
Rating: G

"I can't believe you've never tried ice cream," Charlie said. "Seriously, M'gann, have those Titans been keeping you in a hole?"

"We've been busy," M'gann said. "I'm sure if it's as delicious as you say, they would have had me try it eventually."

"Uh huh," Charlie said. "We both know the only reason those guys break out the ice cream is to get over Great Tragedy."

"Oh, we aren't that bad."

"Yeah you are. Why do you think I turned them down when they invited me?"

"They invited you to join? They never told me - "

"Well, clearly it slipped their mind," Charlie said. "You should join the Birds. We're more fun. Sometimes."

M'gann smiled softly. "Maybe," she said. "This is the ice cream store?"

"Yeah, it's awesome," Charlie said. "Ron! A banana split and two spoons, please!"

"Whatever you want, your sweet-devouringness. Who's your friend?"

"This is Megan."

"Is she green?"

"A little, yeah. Is that a problem?"

"Not at all. Hear you go!"

"Thanks!" Charlie said. She grinned at M'gann. "Here, taste!"

M'gann smiled back and took a spoon.

"Get some banana in with it. It's best that way."

M'gann took a bite. For a moment she stood there, just letting the taste linger.

"Well?" Charlie said.

M'gann opened her eyes and smiled. "This is the best thing I have ever tasted!"

Title: Drunk
Fandom: Justice Riders
Characters: Booster/Beetle, Peej
Rating: PG-13

"This town ain't big enough for the both of us," Booster Gold said, staring at his shot glass. Then he downed it in one gulp.
"What're you up to, Gold?"

"Huh?" Booster looked up to see his friend Beetle, still wearing that strange hat with the goggles and antennae. "Heya, Beetle. What're you doin' here?"

"I'm friends with Miss Starr," Beetle said, nodding over at the tall barmaid. She grinned at him.

"She almos' broke my hand!" Booster said. He hadn't tried to pinch her butt again after that.

"Sounds like her," Beetle said. "Were you talking to your shot glass?"

"Don't remember," Booster said. "C'n I get more drinks?" he yelled.

"I think you've had enough, Booster."

"Never gonna have enough." Booster said mournfully. "Cuz you don' love me."

"You're drunk. Come on, my shop ain't too far off. I gotta couch you can sleep on."

"How bout a bed? Can I sleep in your bed, Beetle?"

"Come on," Beetle said, pulling Booster up. "Good lord, how many of those things did you have?"

Booster sloppily kissed him on the cheek. "You're pretty," he said.

As soon as they got back to Beetle's shop, Booster threw up and passed out.

Booster woke the next morning when something exploded. It took a moment to think through the blinding headache to realize that he was in Beetle's house, and the explosion was coming from the workshop.

He wandered over, clutching his head. "I feel like I got run over by a locomotive," he said. "Beetle, couldja keep it down?"

"Sorry," Beetle said, rolling out from under the blue flying device he was working on.

"Man, can't remember a thing from last night. Did I do anythin' too embarrassing?"

Beetle thought for moment of the kiss, and the proclamation of love. "Nah," he said. "Nothin' too bad."

Title: Privacy
Fandom: Young Justice
Characters: Slobo/Tim
Rating: PG

Tim had been swimming for ten minutes when he noticed Slobo watching. He pulled himself out of the pool and walked over.

"Hey," he said.

Slobo grinned. "Y'look kinda funny in a mask and swim trunks."

"...right. Did you want something?"

"Yeah, but don't mind me. Just keep on wi' the swimmin' thing."

"What, were you watching me?"

"Yeah, got a problem with it?"

"Um, why were you watching me?"

Slobo shrugged. "Do I need a fraggin' reason?"

"Well, yes. I mean, it's not that it's private, but it's a little weird."

"Yer point?"

"Just...nothing. Look, I'll just swim later." Tim walked past him to the dressing rooms.

"Sure," Slobo said, following him.

Tim turned around right before he reached the showers. "Slobo, I need privacy."

"D'you really?"

"Yes - " Tim said.

Slobo interrupted him with a fierce kiss.

"That's what I wanted," he said, smirking. "Thanks."

"Bwuh," Tim said.

Slobo patted his cheek and walked away, leaving Tim to wonder what the hell had just happened.

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