AU Meme!

[museofspeed]

Give me some characters and an alternate universe. Maybe a prompt too, if you'd like. I'll give you at least a drabble about them in that universe.

Do as many as you want, but only one prompt per comment so I can reply to each separately.

Comments

Ahahaha this was incredibly amusing to write.

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"A new home, a new school," Tim said, alone on the stage. "At least now I'll be right in Gotham so it'll be easier for me to get out as Robin. Still, I'll miss my friends. I don't know anyone here." He shifted his back pack and started walking. "First day, here I come!"

A group of boys entered, almost passing him.

"Hold up!" the boy in the front said. "What have we here?"

"I - " Tim started to say. Music started to play.\

"No, don't tell me," Bernard said. "Let me guess." He started to sing.

"No piercings or tattoos
No strange and hempish smell
You've clearly bathe a lot
And you're fairly fit as well."

"Where are you going with this?" Tim asked.

Bernard held up a hand and started walking around Tim.

"I must find where you fit.
Everybody's got a spot
In the high school hierarchy
An exception you are not."

He frowned. "What's your name, new kid?"

"I'm Tim Drake, I just transferred here."

"Well, Drake," Bernard said. He started to sing again.

"Could be a jock,
but you've got books.
A nerd, perhaps?
but you've got looks.
Drama geek? No not a chance
You don't look like you can dance.
Where do you fit?
I can't figure it!
Drake, my friend, you are a mystery!"

"Um," Tim said. "Thanks?"

"Tell me," Bernard said. "What clique are you part of?"

"Is it that important?"

"Utterly vital. Everyone in their place. It's how the world works."

"What about you?" Tim asked.

Bernard grinned.

"I... am the exception.
I...fit with them all.
A roving ambassador
Not something all can do
It involves finesse and charm
It's probably not for you."

He threw an arm around Tim. "You're lucky you met me. Bernard Dowd. Bernard, got it? Never Bernie. Call me Bernie and I'll have to punish you. I pretty much run things around here."

"Nice to meet you," Tim said.

"You too, Timmy."

"Tim."

"See?" Bernard said. "We're getting along already."

He started to sing. "You and me, we'll be friends."

Tim joined in. "I'm not quite sure that's a good thing."

"Friends, of course," Bernard turned to the audience, "and maybe more," he sang quietly.

"I somehow joined this song he sings," Tim said.

Together they sang.

"Does it really matter where we fit?
Who really needs their spot?
The high school hierarchy
Can afford to let us drop.
Some people don't fit!
That's the way of it."

"Tim," Bernard sang, "I'd give a cheer.
I'm really glad you're here."

"Bernard," Tim sang, "you're a lot,"
He grinned at the audience. "but really kind of hot."

"We don't need to fit!" they sang together.
"Life's to short for it!
High school's got a plan,
but a strong-willed man
Doesn't need to fit!"

"Now, here are some rules you'll need to know," Bernard said as they walked off stage.