Few days until the Wayne cousins have to attend their crazy cousin's grandson's Bar (not bat) Mitzvah, but they do not want to be the only members of Martha's family to attend, so they call someone who might go
Beth Kane, formally Alice and receptionist at the sanitarium she was a patient at, laughs erratically on the phone for a solid two minutes.
Bruce and Kate, sharing the same amount of annoyance, wait for her to finish. Kate turns to Bruce, her left eyebrow raised and she points at her phone.
Kate: Thanks for the suggestion on asking if she wants to join us.
Bruce shrugs.
Bruce: How was I supposed to know she'd laugh like the Joker? I don't focus on to that side of the family! For good reason.
Kate rolls her eyes and returns to the call.
Kate: You done, sis?
Beth: Yes, I'm done. Whew, I thought I was the traumatized comedian, but you are funny as well. You want me to go to crazy cuzzo's ANYTHING. I wouldn't go to her house if she paid me. Her funeral though, invite me. I can wear a nice red dress.
Kate: Can't you leave the sanitarium for this one-
Beth: Hahahaha! No! Linda will pester me about my criminal past and that makes me have insane people thoughts and you do not want me to repeat what I did to Bruce to her at that lake.
Bruce, alarmed: What?
Kate: She... May have pushed you into the lake when were children.
Bruce: She fucking what?!
Kate and Beth: We were kids, get over it!
Bruce, angry: Maybe she shouldn't go with us!
Beth: Good looking out rich cuzzo! Can you send me another grand, by the way? I got some vacation plans and I need some extra spending money!
Bruce: ...
Kate: Stop brooding and send her something.
Bruce: For fucks sake-
Bruce grabs his phone and sends Beth money.
Beth: Aww thanks. On a serious note, I would attend with you guys. I know how Lenny can get with his insane conspiracy theories and I can silence him without the lake, but I have an anniversary date with my fiance.
Beth in a cutesy girl voice: So sorry. Don't be mad at me. Okay?
Kate sighs.
Kate: I'm not, I get it. Wish us luck.
Beth: Of course, I'll even pray to... Somebody. Have fun you two and remember... the lake.
Kate: Yeah bye.
Beth (singing): Byeeee!
Kate ends the call.
Kate: Call her, she'll say yes, you guys are actually siblings. That's what you said.
Kate glares at Bruce.
Bruce: I didn't say it exactly like that.
Kate: Do you get why I couldn't call her though and why I usually go alone?
Bruce: I do, but I'm glad Beth is doing better mentally.
Kate: Thankfully. They have good doctors there, but hiring her as a receptionist was surprising.
Bruce: I sent in a recommendation.
Kate: You... You did that? I thought she falsified your signature.
Bruce: No. I wanted to help her.
Bruce pauses mulling over Kate's words.
Bruce: How many times have you both been forging my signature?
Kate: You remember I needed that yacht for a art house party? Yeah that.
Kate puts her hand up to ignore her cousin's rant.
Kate: They needed a benefactor's name and they wouldn't take mine don't worry I paid for it that time.
Bruce: That time?!
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The only time when all the batkids will work together in perfect harmony is to prank Bruce.
And for the best prank all they needed was a few label makers.
Labels are put on everything.
On every mug, on every plate, on every bandaid package.
The chocolate bars are labeled "BatSnack".
The fruits become "Batana", "Batricot" and "Batermelon".
Every button on the microwave, every key on the keyboard, it all gets a label.
"Batstop button", "Batstart button", "Bat-A-key", Bat-Enter-key".
Bruce's desk isn't simply the "Batdesk". It is the "Batwood construction surface".
There is a label beneath the desk too.
Originally named "underside of Batwood construction surface".
It takes days, weeks, months to remove all the labels.
Until one day, when Bruce makes a few new installations in the cave.
Surely some higher being is laughing at him right now, Bruce thinks, as he pulls of the last one.
"Batceiling"
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[in the car]
Damian: Aww.
Selina: What's wrong?
Damian: It's gone.
Selina: What is?
Damian: My tarantula.
Bruce: *tenses up*
Selina: Okay, was it in the jar when we left the house?
Damian: Well yeah, I was just feeding it.
Bruce, paralyzed with fear: Selina, find the spider.
Selina: Bruce, I'm trying.
Bruce: Selina.
Selina: Don't stress me, sweetie. Where were you feeding it?
Damian: On the seat.
Bruce: I have a phobia of spiders, you know this!
Selina: Bruce, just calm down.
Bruce: Oh God, oh man...
Selina: Look under your seat, look under your dad's seat.
Damian: I did, it's not there.
Selina: Sweetie, does it have a name? Can we call it?
Bruce: Oh God.
Damian: Fred.
Selina: Fred? Okay. Fred?! Come here, Fred!
Bruce: OH GOD, OH MAN!
[later at school]
Damian: ... Which is how I was able to bring him here to show everyone today.
Damian: *holds up empty jar*
Damian: Aww.
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