Batman's Kryptonite
For: chrissy_sky
Paring: Bruce/Wally
Series: Justice League (Animated)
Prompt: Difficult
Rating: G-PG
Summary: Sometimes it took all his willpower to deal with Wally. Being turned into children again magnified this by a factor of a thousand.
It was bad enough that, for the second time in his superhero career, he was magically reduced back to the same age he was when his parents were shot and killed in front of him. The thing that made the whole ordeal worse, the mind of one Bruce Wayne, was the fact that his somewhat younger boyfriend was magically reduced in age as well.
His hyperactive-enough-as-an-adult, boyfriend.
A small twitch began to develop around his left eye as a red and yellow blur danced around the entire flatland area that he could see (and probably beyond that too, knowing Flash). The twitch increased as his now six year old boyfriend began to ask questions and point out everything within his field of sight. With all the increased hyperactivity of his new age.
"Heydidyouseethat?"
"Oooh!Heythatlookslikeamonkey!Lookitisamonkey!CanIkeepit?"
"I'mgettinghungry!"
"Isthatalion?Ithinkthat'salion!Nopenotalion!"
"Whybats?Whynotsomethingcooler!Likeadinosaur!Dinosaursarecool,Bruce!"
And on and on and on... Bruce was pretty sure he even heard something about finding an ice rink. In the middle of Africa. He didn't want to know. What he did want to know was where the villain who caused this was hiding.
Tuning out Wally, Bruce took out his bat!tracer and began to adjust the signal. Right...ther--
"HeyheyheyHEY!" a gloved hand snatched the device out of his grasp and tilted it from side to side. "Thisdoesn'tlooklikeagameboy!I'mbored!"
Growling, Bruce snatched it back. "You're being difficult!"
This was a mistake. The raven haired mini-bat realized this as the redhead shrunk back, glanced up at him and wibbled. It was even more effective as Wally was now six and not in his twenties.
"Whyareyoubeingmean?What'dIdo?Ijustwantedtoplaywithyou!"
And then he sniffled. And even though Bruce was eight years old, it still struck him something horrible deep inside. With a sigh, Bruce handed the device back.
"Fine. Let's play 'Find the Witch Doctor' and get changed back."
Wally brightened immediately, holding the device as if it was now the holy grail. Which it was, because it was technically his now, a gift from Bruce, in his mind.
"Okay!Andthenwecaneatright?Andfindalion?"
"Sure."
"Yes!Let'sgothisway!Hurry!You'resoslow!C'mon!Iwanttoseealion!"
Bruce sighed again and began to follow the tiny speedster as fast as he could. He told himself it was because he wanted to be an adult again, but part of him wanted to see that lion, too. Plus, he had to make sure the lion didn't actually eat Wally, if he found it first.
"HURRY!"
"I'm coming!"
Paring: Bruce/Wally
Series: Justice League (Animated)
Prompt: Difficult
Rating: G-PG
Summary: Sometimes it took all his willpower to deal with Wally. Being turned into children again magnified this by a factor of a thousand.
It was bad enough that, for the second time in his superhero career, he was magically reduced back to the same age he was when his parents were shot and killed in front of him. The thing that made the whole ordeal worse, the mind of one Bruce Wayne, was the fact that his somewhat younger boyfriend was magically reduced in age as well.
His hyperactive-enough-as-an-adult, boyfriend.
A small twitch began to develop around his left eye as a red and yellow blur danced around the entire flatland area that he could see (and probably beyond that too, knowing Flash). The twitch increased as his now six year old boyfriend began to ask questions and point out everything within his field of sight. With all the increased hyperactivity of his new age.
"Heydidyouseethat?"
"Oooh!Heythatlookslikeamonkey!Lookitisamonkey!CanIkeepit?"
"I'mgettinghungry!"
"Isthatalion?Ithinkthat'salion!Nopenotalion!"
"Whybats?Whynotsomethingcooler!Likeadinosaur!Dinosaursarecool,Bruce!"
And on and on and on... Bruce was pretty sure he even heard something about finding an ice rink. In the middle of Africa. He didn't want to know. What he did want to know was where the villain who caused this was hiding.
Tuning out Wally, Bruce took out his bat!tracer and began to adjust the signal. Right...ther--
"HeyheyheyHEY!" a gloved hand snatched the device out of his grasp and tilted it from side to side. "Thisdoesn'tlooklikeagameboy!I'mbored!"
Growling, Bruce snatched it back. "You're being difficult!"
This was a mistake. The raven haired mini-bat realized this as the redhead shrunk back, glanced up at him and wibbled. It was even more effective as Wally was now six and not in his twenties.
"Whyareyoubeingmean?What'dIdo?Ijustwantedtoplaywithyou!"
And then he sniffled. And even though Bruce was eight years old, it still struck him something horrible deep inside. With a sigh, Bruce handed the device back.
"Fine. Let's play 'Find the Witch Doctor' and get changed back."
Wally brightened immediately, holding the device as if it was now the holy grail. Which it was, because it was technically his now, a gift from Bruce, in his mind.
"Okay!Andthenwecaneatright?Andfindalion?"
"Sure."
"Yes!Let'sgothisway!Hurry!You'resoslow!C'mon!Iwanttoseealion!"
Bruce sighed again and began to follow the tiny speedster as fast as he could. He told himself it was because he wanted to be an adult again, but part of him wanted to see that lion, too. Plus, he had to make sure the lion didn't actually eat Wally, if he found it first.
"HURRY!"
"I'm coming!"