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A Dream is a Dream

Summary:

This is just a short, sweet story.

Notes:

If you like this first bit, please leave me a kudo..please leave me a comment. It's still an idea. Something twisting around in my head.

Chapter 1: Take that, you clown!

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A night in Gotham.

Down below, sirens wailed their lullaby, but up across the skeletal steel beams of the suspended monorail, it was just the two forces of nature.

Batman and Joker

"Catch me if you can, Batsy!" the Joker cackled, skipping across the girder like a deranged ballerina before tossing a laughing gas canister over his shoulder.

Batman launched himself into a vault, flipping gracefully over the green-tinged smoke. The massive cape flowing behind him as wings of a massive bat.

As he landed in a deep, perfectly cushioned crouch catching the thermal, a warm thud pressed firmly against his lower abdomen. Pausing for a fraction of a second...Enjoying the fight scene, partner?

The little one was having an absolutely great time as well; currently treating his lower back like a trampoline and clearly approving of the acrobatics.

Good reflexes, Bruce thought fondly. Definitely takes after me.

"What's the matter, too slow?" the Joker taunted, spinning around with a crowbar in hand. "Getting a little... sluggish in the middle, are we?"

"Not even close, clown," Batman murmured and sprang off the steel beam performing an aerial twist. He hit the scaffolding thirty feet ahead.

The Joker swung wildly but the Dark Knight simply ducked under the arc of the iron bar, spun on his heel, and swept the clown’s legs out from under him with a crisp, spinning kick.

As the Joker hit the ground with a comical laugh, Batman stood over him, resting a hand lightly over the firm, rounded swell hidden safely beneath his armored suit.

Another gentle kick met his palm looking down at his fallen nemesis, "You're finished, Joker!," taking out the bat cuffs, a satisfying click as he launched his grapple.