Fic: Catch A Falling Star (Glitter’d Rain) (1/1)
Title: Catch A Falling Star (Glitter’d Rain) (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genres: Challenge, Drama
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Falling stars, sparkles, and glitter.
Date Of Completion: September 2, 2009
Date Of Posting: September 4, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 292
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Written for mithen’s ShuffleFic Challenge C at worlds_finest. Prompt: Catch A Falling Star. :)
The sky was lit up with arcs of light, yellow and red and green and blue. Magic was in the air, the good and the bad. Dark clouds rolled in and the light sparked against their fluffy background, and the wind began to whip as the sea tossed and the trees bent. Rain began to fall, rainbow glitters that made the buildings and concrete, trees and earth, sparkle like pixie dust.
A red-yellow-and-blue figure soared up to the skies, cape fluttering out behind him as he disappeared into the clouds. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed, and anxious eyes looked upward over the city. Costumed figures herded people to safety, and a pair of blue eyes peered out from a dark cowl, black cape whipping out behind him. He stood next to his plane on top of a building, muscles tensed.
A brilliant sunburst of light appeared in the center of the clouds, sparkles showering down as a familiar figure appeared out of the clouds, plummeting toward Earth.
Batman leaped into his plane and took off, soaring into the sky. Setting the plane on auto-pilot, he was out on the wing in seconds, his Bat-rope snaking out and whipping around the star-sprinkled body, the plane diving underneath and catching Superman on its wing, Batman quickly hauling him into the cockpit.
Landing the plane back on the building, Batman hauled Superman out of the cockpit and cried, “Clark! Are you all right?”
Clark’s eyes fluttered open.
“Bruce?” he croaked.
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Bruce yanked off his glove and traced his trembling finger along the side of Clark’s face, sparkles glittering on his hair and skin, his lashes quivering with tiny pinpoints of light.
Bruce leaned down to kiss Clark in the glittering rain.
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Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genres: Challenge, Drama
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Falling stars, sparkles, and glitter.
Date Of Completion: September 2, 2009
Date Of Posting: September 4, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 292
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Written for mithen’s ShuffleFic Challenge C at worlds_finest. Prompt: Catch A Falling Star. :)
The sky was lit up with arcs of light, yellow and red and green and blue. Magic was in the air, the good and the bad. Dark clouds rolled in and the light sparked against their fluffy background, and the wind began to whip as the sea tossed and the trees bent. Rain began to fall, rainbow glitters that made the buildings and concrete, trees and earth, sparkle like pixie dust.
A red-yellow-and-blue figure soared up to the skies, cape fluttering out behind him as he disappeared into the clouds. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed, and anxious eyes looked upward over the city. Costumed figures herded people to safety, and a pair of blue eyes peered out from a dark cowl, black cape whipping out behind him. He stood next to his plane on top of a building, muscles tensed.
A brilliant sunburst of light appeared in the center of the clouds, sparkles showering down as a familiar figure appeared out of the clouds, plummeting toward Earth.
Batman leaped into his plane and took off, soaring into the sky. Setting the plane on auto-pilot, he was out on the wing in seconds, his Bat-rope snaking out and whipping around the star-sprinkled body, the plane diving underneath and catching Superman on its wing, Batman quickly hauling him into the cockpit.
Landing the plane back on the building, Batman hauled Superman out of the cockpit and cried, “Clark! Are you all right?”
Clark’s eyes fluttered open.
“Bruce?” he croaked.
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Bruce yanked off his glove and traced his trembling finger along the side of Clark’s face, sparkles glittering on his hair and skin, his lashes quivering with tiny pinpoints of light.
Bruce leaned down to kiss Clark in the glittering rain.
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