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starsandsea) wrote2010-01-26 07:38 pm
starsandsea) wrote2010-01-26 07:38 pm
Entry tags:
- bruce,
- bruce/clark,
- dick,
- drabble,
- fic
Drabble: Men In Tights
Title: Men In Tights
Rating: PG(ish)
Characters/Pairings: Bruce, Dick (Implied Bruce/Clark)
Word Count: 283
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warning: Crack
Author's Note: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
skund, who asked for 'Bruce/Clark, Robin Hood'. This... turned out to be the cracky one, Skund! Hee. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct!
"Shouldn't," Bruce growled, "Oliver be doing this?"
Dick snickered. "You know his arm is broken."
Bruce muttered something about him probably doing so on purpose. Dick just laughed again, though what he had to be so happy about, Bruce had no idea. He was dressed in a only slightly modified costume of Red Arrow's. He looked ridiculous.
Bruce thumped his head against the wall, hoping that he would wake up and find this all to be a nightmare. No such luck.
"Oh, come on, Bruce! You're playing Robin Hood! The hero who steals from the rich to give to the poor!"
He glared at Dick's far too happy and smiling face. Dick, who was playing Will Scarlet. He looked down at his own clothing. A slightly modified version of Oliver's costume. "Green," he hissed, "is not my color. Why couldn't there be at least some black?"
Dick just laughed at him again, before straightening the stupid little hat on his head.
It had a feather.
Bruce wondered, yet again, just how he had got into this mess. And damn Dick for being so cheerful!
"C'mon, oh magnificent archer! Maid Marion won't rescue him - er - herself, you know!"
Bruce closed his eyes. He had almost managed to forget just who 'Maid' Marion was. Clark. Cross dressing. "These children," he spoke slowly, "are about to be traumatized for life."
Dick snickered. "But it's for charity!"
The curtains abruptly rose and Bruce quickly opened his eyes, seeing a sea of faces, some of them all too familiar, with gleeful grins. They had cameras. He plastered an extremely fake smile on his face.
He was going to get them for this.
Rating: PG(ish)
Characters/Pairings: Bruce, Dick (Implied Bruce/Clark)
Word Count: 283
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warning: Crack
Author's Note: For
skund, who asked for 'Bruce/Clark, Robin Hood'. This... turned out to be the cracky one, Skund! Hee. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct!"Shouldn't," Bruce growled, "Oliver be doing this?"
Dick snickered. "You know his arm is broken."
Bruce muttered something about him probably doing so on purpose. Dick just laughed again, though what he had to be so happy about, Bruce had no idea. He was dressed in a only slightly modified costume of Red Arrow's. He looked ridiculous.
Bruce thumped his head against the wall, hoping that he would wake up and find this all to be a nightmare. No such luck.
"Oh, come on, Bruce! You're playing Robin Hood! The hero who steals from the rich to give to the poor!"
He glared at Dick's far too happy and smiling face. Dick, who was playing Will Scarlet. He looked down at his own clothing. A slightly modified version of Oliver's costume. "Green," he hissed, "is not my color. Why couldn't there be at least some black?"
Dick just laughed at him again, before straightening the stupid little hat on his head.
It had a feather.
Bruce wondered, yet again, just how he had got into this mess. And damn Dick for being so cheerful!
"C'mon, oh magnificent archer! Maid Marion won't rescue him - er - herself, you know!"
Bruce closed his eyes. He had almost managed to forget just who 'Maid' Marion was. Clark. Cross dressing. "These children," he spoke slowly, "are about to be traumatized for life."
Dick snickered. "But it's for charity!"
The curtains abruptly rose and Bruce quickly opened his eyes, seeing a sea of faces, some of them all too familiar, with gleeful grins. They had cameras. He plastered an extremely fake smile on his face.
He was going to get them for this.