Post by Death The Kid on Sept 11, 2005 19:05:34 GMT -5
Thank you guys! (I feel some-what better)This may be my worst chapter yet. =_=; *Sigh*
Author note: I do not own the Batman and his tap dancing to Mr. Roger’s theme song companions (AKA the other characters that are related). They belong to DC Comics. Nor do I own Final Fantasy X/X-2’s Yuna. She belongs to Square Enix.
Chapter Five: Donde es Bellini?!
After the painfully uncomfortable plane ride with Ra's, Bruce (along with Alfred) was driven to their hotel, which had the smell of Pop Tarts and stale cheese wavering in the air.
"Why did Scarecrow had to be so mean?" Bruce sulked. "Now I have to find a job..."
"AHEM." Alfred cleared his throat.
"Oh yeah, that's right. I'm a techno -party...person." Bruce sat in silence for a moment until techno music filled the room, shaking the glass on the windows violently. A flood of Japanese high school girls (and boys too) began to dance with their glow sticks and all and blah blah...Forget about Bruce for a second. Let’s go check out what Jonathan is doing!! Yay!
"You what?!" Jonathan yelled at the Joker.
"Well, we didn't necessarily think you were able to get rid of the Batman in such a small amount of time and plus our rent was due...." Joker laughed nervously while scratching the back of his head. "So...we sold Senor Bellini on ebay."
Mr. Freeze: LAMAO! w3 pwned him, n00b!
"What the hell did you just say?" Jonathan said furiously. Mr. Freeze shrugged. " I shouldn't have trusted you in the first place, Joker." He broke through the circle of villains trying to head for the door that surrounded him until Joker blocked the doorway.
"Oh-ho-ho...We're not done with you yet,” he snarled. "The show must go on."
"And why should I listen to you?" Jonathan asked irritated.
"Because if you do not follow our orders, we'll turn this story into a Yaoi fan fiction written by a fifteen year old girl in the basement of her house...well, the whole fifteen year old girl thing is pretty much true except for the Yaoi thing...yep. RAWR!"
"Oh no!"
"Oh YEAH!" said the Kool-Aid man who is actually part of the villains surprisingly.
Meanwhile...let's check on that person who won Senor Bellini:
As Catwoman opened the package that was set on her doorstep she smiled an evil smile.
"Purrrrrfect. My newest cat has a arrived..." To her disappointment it was a brown Chihuahua wearing a sombrero. She looked around and shrugged.
"It will do."
Back in JAPAN! WHOO! …:
Exhausted from dancing a full 12 hours straight, Bruce collapsed on the floor. Alfred bent down to pick him up and moved him through the sea of dancing school children. Out of breath (and kick ass moves) Wayne gasped:
“My dream…has been crushed. I am not meant for these…dancing…”
Some boy wearing a fishnet shirt passed by and winked at him.
“…Queens, Master Bruce?” Alfred said raising an eyebrow.
“Noo…I was about to say that these dancing people could dance better than me. I have been served... And why dat boy all be winkin’ at me?” Bruce said puzzled.
“Never mind. What do you suggest on doing then, Master Bruce?”
“I..uhh…Ummm..Errrrr…. Go back to Gotham?”
“Excellent choice, Sir.” Alfred pulled from his coat a remote control and pushed a button and the floor opened up to reveal the Bat -Jet-Thing.
“How come I didn’t even know about this? You mean I purchased tickets on Travelocity.com for absolutely nothing?!” Bruce said in a really pissed off voice. He shook his fist in the air. “Curse you Roaming Gnome!!”
Alfred remained silent.
“’Kay. Can we, like, hurry now? I’m gonna miss The O.C.”
“I tevo-ed it, Master Bruce.” Alfred said.
“But I didn’t asked you to…”
Alfred whispered in Bruce’s ear: “Jonathan watches it…don’t say anything to him.”
“Ohhh…Heheheeheheheheheh…” Bruce giggled violently like a moron.
“Get in the damn jet, Master Bruce.” Alfred shoved him in the back seat. He climbed in the pilot’s seat and the then all that poop happened magically and now they’re in Gotham!
“Your suit is still at the dry cleaners.” Alfred said as they advanced toward the Wayne mansion.
“I’m not using the Bat suit…” Bruce said. Alfred gave him a strange look.
“And why not, Master Bruce?”
“’ Cause I just finished my Gunner Yuna costume and I want to wear it!!”
“Fine. Just make sure you are not recognizable. So at least wear a spare bat mask.”
“But it’s gonna make my costume not match!” Bruce whined.
“Do it, biatch.”
“*GASP* You said the b-word. I’m tellin’...”
“HURRY UP!” Alfred snapped and Bruce quickly changed.
A half-hour later…IN THE BATCAVE!
“The Bat locator thing has picked up a trace of a massive gathering of villains. Including the Kool-Aide man.” Alfred said as he looked at the screen flashing several red dots.
“How come you don’t tell me about all these kick ass gadgets?” Bat-Man-Yuna (Bruce) asked as he got in the Bat Mobile.
“I’ll tell you later, but for now…Good luck.” Alfred waved good-bye as the Bat Mobile droved out of the cave, out of the waterfall, out of 7-11, and busted in through the walls of the secret hide out place.
Jonathan had a shocked look on his face as he saw the Bat Mobile. “He’s here…”
“Who?” said the Joker. And out immerged from the vehicle was Bruce dressed up in a full Gunner Yuna outfit but was wearing the mask. The whole room began to laugh and point at Bruce who looked like he was about to cry.
“…The Bat…Yuna…Man…?” Jonathan said confused. Bruce glanced around the room until he caught a hold of Jonathan. His eyes widen with shock.
“Jonathan..?”
“It’s not what you think…Man-Yuna…?” Jonathan said nervously.
DUN DUN DUNNNNN… To be continued.
Author note: I do not own the Batman and his tap dancing to Mr. Roger’s theme song companions (AKA the other characters that are related). They belong to DC Comics. Nor do I own Final Fantasy X/X-2’s Yuna. She belongs to Square Enix.
Chapter Five: Donde es Bellini?!
After the painfully uncomfortable plane ride with Ra's, Bruce (along with Alfred) was driven to their hotel, which had the smell of Pop Tarts and stale cheese wavering in the air.
"Why did Scarecrow had to be so mean?" Bruce sulked. "Now I have to find a job..."
"AHEM." Alfred cleared his throat.
"Oh yeah, that's right. I'm a techno -party...person." Bruce sat in silence for a moment until techno music filled the room, shaking the glass on the windows violently. A flood of Japanese high school girls (and boys too) began to dance with their glow sticks and all and blah blah...Forget about Bruce for a second. Let’s go check out what Jonathan is doing!! Yay!
"You what?!" Jonathan yelled at the Joker.
"Well, we didn't necessarily think you were able to get rid of the Batman in such a small amount of time and plus our rent was due...." Joker laughed nervously while scratching the back of his head. "So...we sold Senor Bellini on ebay."
Mr. Freeze: LAMAO! w3 pwned him, n00b!
"What the hell did you just say?" Jonathan said furiously. Mr. Freeze shrugged. " I shouldn't have trusted you in the first place, Joker." He broke through the circle of villains trying to head for the door that surrounded him until Joker blocked the doorway.
"Oh-ho-ho...We're not done with you yet,” he snarled. "The show must go on."
"And why should I listen to you?" Jonathan asked irritated.
"Because if you do not follow our orders, we'll turn this story into a Yaoi fan fiction written by a fifteen year old girl in the basement of her house...well, the whole fifteen year old girl thing is pretty much true except for the Yaoi thing...yep. RAWR!"
"Oh no!"
"Oh YEAH!" said the Kool-Aid man who is actually part of the villains surprisingly.
Meanwhile...let's check on that person who won Senor Bellini:
As Catwoman opened the package that was set on her doorstep she smiled an evil smile.
"Purrrrrfect. My newest cat has a arrived..." To her disappointment it was a brown Chihuahua wearing a sombrero. She looked around and shrugged.
"It will do."
Back in JAPAN! WHOO! …:
Exhausted from dancing a full 12 hours straight, Bruce collapsed on the floor. Alfred bent down to pick him up and moved him through the sea of dancing school children. Out of breath (and kick ass moves) Wayne gasped:
“My dream…has been crushed. I am not meant for these…dancing…”
Some boy wearing a fishnet shirt passed by and winked at him.
“…Queens, Master Bruce?” Alfred said raising an eyebrow.
“Noo…I was about to say that these dancing people could dance better than me. I have been served... And why dat boy all be winkin’ at me?” Bruce said puzzled.
“Never mind. What do you suggest on doing then, Master Bruce?”
“I..uhh…Ummm..Errrrr…. Go back to Gotham?”
“Excellent choice, Sir.” Alfred pulled from his coat a remote control and pushed a button and the floor opened up to reveal the Bat -Jet-Thing.
“How come I didn’t even know about this? You mean I purchased tickets on Travelocity.com for absolutely nothing?!” Bruce said in a really pissed off voice. He shook his fist in the air. “Curse you Roaming Gnome!!”
Alfred remained silent.
“’Kay. Can we, like, hurry now? I’m gonna miss The O.C.”
“I tevo-ed it, Master Bruce.” Alfred said.
“But I didn’t asked you to…”
Alfred whispered in Bruce’s ear: “Jonathan watches it…don’t say anything to him.”
“Ohhh…Heheheeheheheheheh…” Bruce giggled violently like a moron.
“Get in the damn jet, Master Bruce.” Alfred shoved him in the back seat. He climbed in the pilot’s seat and the then all that poop happened magically and now they’re in Gotham!
“Your suit is still at the dry cleaners.” Alfred said as they advanced toward the Wayne mansion.
“I’m not using the Bat suit…” Bruce said. Alfred gave him a strange look.
“And why not, Master Bruce?”
“’ Cause I just finished my Gunner Yuna costume and I want to wear it!!”
“Fine. Just make sure you are not recognizable. So at least wear a spare bat mask.”
“But it’s gonna make my costume not match!” Bruce whined.
“Do it, biatch.”
“*GASP* You said the b-word. I’m tellin’...”
“HURRY UP!” Alfred snapped and Bruce quickly changed.
A half-hour later…IN THE BATCAVE!
“The Bat locator thing has picked up a trace of a massive gathering of villains. Including the Kool-Aide man.” Alfred said as he looked at the screen flashing several red dots.
“How come you don’t tell me about all these kick ass gadgets?” Bat-Man-Yuna (Bruce) asked as he got in the Bat Mobile.
“I’ll tell you later, but for now…Good luck.” Alfred waved good-bye as the Bat Mobile droved out of the cave, out of the waterfall, out of 7-11, and busted in through the walls of the secret hide out place.
Jonathan had a shocked look on his face as he saw the Bat Mobile. “He’s here…”
“Who?” said the Joker. And out immerged from the vehicle was Bruce dressed up in a full Gunner Yuna outfit but was wearing the mask. The whole room began to laugh and point at Bruce who looked like he was about to cry.
“…The Bat…Yuna…Man…?” Jonathan said confused. Bruce glanced around the room until he caught a hold of Jonathan. His eyes widen with shock.
“Jonathan..?”
“It’s not what you think…Man-Yuna…?” Jonathan said nervously.
DUN DUN DUNNNNN… To be continued.
