Just A Short Batman And Robin Themed Drabble.. :/ | By : xMelodiousNocturnex Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Batman (All Movies) > Batman (All Movies) Views: 1449 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I Dont Own Batman and Robin, Harley Quinn, The Joker Or DC Comics and any of the characters, nor do i profit from this fanfiction.... im merely borrowing them for a while :( |
It was a temporary flaw in batman’s plans, that ended him up in the situation he was now. it was a momentary loss of concentration, that he didnt see the stun dart aimed at his neck; too focused on chasing his target. It was pure arrogance that sent the call to tim two hours earlier, stating that he wouldnt need a robin to look after him tonight. "thinkin’ thinkin’ thinkin’, is that all you do b-man? it makes me wanna.... well, jus’ pop the top of ya head off and see what dirty, naughty things are inside..." harleys tone was starting to show disturbing signs of matching the jokers. people can rub off on each other, after all. batman didnt answer her straight away, his thoughts more focused on working out the type of knot that had been used to bind his hands together. "i know what ya thinkin’ an’ its no good b-man, i even hear one widdle squeak outta you an’ there’ll be big trouble. aint that right mistah j?" "of course harley, dear. thats what its all about.." there it was. he just couldnt resist that teeth grating giggle could he? it set batmans teeth on edge, it made him want to punch things, it drove him crazy. "well, whadd’ya say bat-brain? shall we pop the top and take a look? i’ve always wanted to know if i’m the only guy on your mind..." the joker chuckled darkly as harley came over, pushing a wide metal gurney; an array of various surgical tools and hospital equipment... but disturbingly no signs of morphene... or any sort of painkiller at all. jokers sadistic mind knew no bounds it seemed, as he felt harley crank the table he was strapped to. if this was it, if this was to be his end... he would be rather disappointed. he’d always like to think he’d gone fighting.. as alfred would put it. or protecting tim. something honourable. he felt he deserved that at least... it seemed no matter how much effort he put into protecting his city, gotham always turned her back on him, ungrateful. he was beginning to see gotham city as a spoilt child. always hungry for attention, but never thankful. maybe he was just another poor sap who’d took it on himself to try and make things better, just like commisioner gordon and the GCPD... maybe... maybe it’d take for her to be left to fall.. before gotham learned how to pick itself back up. "he’s thinkin’ again, mistah j..." "of course he is. i would to if i had such shitty entertainment.." harley jumped back, mock hurt on her face. "mistah j?! why’d ya say a thing like that for?!" the joker groaned. "not me you twit.. batmans boy-blunder has arrived.. right on time too, give or take a few minutes i must say..." batman looked up at his would be, guardian angel; rather, with red feathers. "...robin." tim smiled down at the scene, his cape billowing out behind him as he straightened up; dark stubble highlighting his jawline. "get with the times joker. im not the boy-wonder anymore." he spoke firmly, deep and masculine. his legs were strong and his pose was straight, a far cry from the days he’d spent hiding under batmans cape. a muscled arm raised to point at harley. "quinn.. is that you? i thought it was. you really should start returning my texts you know." joker glared at harley and that was the lapse in concentration tim needed to send the red robin going with a casual flick of his wrist. it flew straight and true, severing the ropes that held batman down. "he’s cut b-man loose!" harley spun round, an uzi at the ready; just as five foot seven inches of a full grown robin plowed into her. she didnt stand a chance and her lighter frame hurtled into the wall, slumping in unconciousness. "well, well... someones been eating their weeto’s..." joker laughed loudly as tim recognised the cold metal of a pistol barrel against the back of his head. "its weetabix." "weeto’s weetabix, oreos... what’s the difference? their all- urk!" tim yawned and turned round, looking at batman. "dont squeeze too hard, his guts’ll come outta his mouth..." he chuckled as he cuffed harley and joker to some railings and sent a message to the police. "......you look so different." "you dont." a small smile appeared on tim’s face as he kicked the door down. "we’ll have a nice chat over tea and biscuits later batman... lets get outta here." bruce smirked as robin leapt forward, running through the winding streets of gotham. no he wasnt his boy-wonder anymore... but he always preferred things man to man. @
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