New Years Eve In Gotham 2/2
Title: New Years Eve In Gotham City 2/2
Rating: PG
Summary: The day after, Oliver confronts Bruce for real this time.
Notes: I was scanning through my Smallville folder on my computer where I have probably 30-40 documents of just crap I wrote and did nothing with. Will I wrote this and since it was practically done, well here it is. You'll need to read the first one here.
“I work better alone.” Bruce said evenly.
“Imagine that.” Oliver threw his arm over the back of the sofa. He looked over to Chloe who sat perched on one of the chairs behind him. “Who does that remind you of dear?”
Chloe frowned. “Oliver.”
“I have enough people running around in costumes and capes in Star City, along with red and blue spandex boy who decides to make an appearance every time he gets bored in Metropolis.”
“Oliver!” Chloe admonished again.
“Sorry. Superman.” Perhaps taking out his anger on Clark in front of Bruce Wayne wasn’t a great idea. “I’m just asking before you come flying in, literally, to Star City give me a heads up. You know just a phone call. ‘Hey, it’s me Bruce, a.k.a the Dark Night slash Batman,’ whatever you call yourself, ‘just coming by your city to rile things up a bit’.”
“So you’re angry?” Bruce asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No, not angry. Aggravated maybe. I’d say between Batman ruining the beginning of the week and Superman ruining the end,” he heard Chloe sigh behind him but he chose to ignore it, “I’ve had my fill for the week. Thank god it’s the new year.” He sighed and smiled grimly. “So Bruce, what do you say? Just a little bit of consideration so we have less confusion next time?”
“I suppose I can agree to that, if you can promise me you can keep things to yourself.”
“Oh I’m all full of secrets.” He grinned and stood up. “By the way Bruce, just a tip. You may want to look into hiding that huge cavern below your estate. My satellites picked it up right away.”
“Oliver!” Chloe yelled angrily.
“I’ll see what I can do.” Bruce said and stood up, his face remaining impassive although perhaps slightly amused.
“Come on sidekick, let’s go back to Star City.” He put his hand on the small of her back and pushed her towards the exit.
“Metropolis you mean.”
“No, I meant Star City. It’s a lot warmer than Metropolis this time of year, and a lot better than this damn place.” Oliver paused at the door and turned to Bruce Wayne. “No offense, but you can keep Gotham.”
“Then I won’t be seeing you here very often then? Pity.”
Oliver rolled his eyes. “You always did have a rather dry sarcasm. Loosen up. I don’t know how they consider you to be a ladies man.” Oliver turned to the blond glaring up at him. “Right Chloe?” She sighed in annoyance and turned to Bruce.
“Nice meeting you. I apologize for Oliver’s crude tactics.”
“My pleasure.” Bruce said flatly, eyes only on Oliver.
“Leave the boardroom glare at home Bruce.” Pushing the door open he ushered Chloe out the door. “Come on sidekick, I’ll show you my tactics when we get back to the hotel room.”
“Oliver!”
Rating: PG
Summary: The day after, Oliver confronts Bruce for real this time.
Notes: I was scanning through my Smallville folder on my computer where I have probably 30-40 documents of just crap I wrote and did nothing with. Will I wrote this and since it was practically done, well here it is. You'll need to read the first one here.
“I work better alone.” Bruce said evenly.
“Imagine that.” Oliver threw his arm over the back of the sofa. He looked over to Chloe who sat perched on one of the chairs behind him. “Who does that remind you of dear?”
Chloe frowned. “Oliver.”
“I have enough people running around in costumes and capes in Star City, along with red and blue spandex boy who decides to make an appearance every time he gets bored in Metropolis.”
“Oliver!” Chloe admonished again.
“Sorry. Superman.” Perhaps taking out his anger on Clark in front of Bruce Wayne wasn’t a great idea. “I’m just asking before you come flying in, literally, to Star City give me a heads up. You know just a phone call. ‘Hey, it’s me Bruce, a.k.a the Dark Night slash Batman,’ whatever you call yourself, ‘just coming by your city to rile things up a bit’.”
“So you’re angry?” Bruce asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No, not angry. Aggravated maybe. I’d say between Batman ruining the beginning of the week and Superman ruining the end,” he heard Chloe sigh behind him but he chose to ignore it, “I’ve had my fill for the week. Thank god it’s the new year.” He sighed and smiled grimly. “So Bruce, what do you say? Just a little bit of consideration so we have less confusion next time?”
“I suppose I can agree to that, if you can promise me you can keep things to yourself.”
“Oh I’m all full of secrets.” He grinned and stood up. “By the way Bruce, just a tip. You may want to look into hiding that huge cavern below your estate. My satellites picked it up right away.”
“Oliver!” Chloe yelled angrily.
“I’ll see what I can do.” Bruce said and stood up, his face remaining impassive although perhaps slightly amused.
“Come on sidekick, let’s go back to Star City.” He put his hand on the small of her back and pushed her towards the exit.
“Metropolis you mean.”
“No, I meant Star City. It’s a lot warmer than Metropolis this time of year, and a lot better than this damn place.” Oliver paused at the door and turned to Bruce Wayne. “No offense, but you can keep Gotham.”
“Then I won’t be seeing you here very often then? Pity.”
Oliver rolled his eyes. “You always did have a rather dry sarcasm. Loosen up. I don’t know how they consider you to be a ladies man.” Oliver turned to the blond glaring up at him. “Right Chloe?” She sighed in annoyance and turned to Bruce.
“Nice meeting you. I apologize for Oliver’s crude tactics.”
“My pleasure.” Bruce said flatly, eyes only on Oliver.
“Leave the boardroom glare at home Bruce.” Pushing the door open he ushered Chloe out the door. “Come on sidekick, I’ll show you my tactics when we get back to the hotel room.”
“Oliver!”