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Title: Cat Claws and Batbriefs
Fandom: Batman
Author: Apache Firecat
Characters: Batman/Catwoman, Nightwing, Alfred
Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: Sometimes Selina is a force with which even Bruce dares not reckon.
Word Count: 200
Written For: Advent Drabbles: Day 6: Cat Playing with Holiday Wrapping Paper
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
She batted at the bright, glistening balls. She swatted at the glittering paper and rolled through the rubbish on the floor.
Alfred sniffed disdainfully; yet, there was a fond smile on his weathered face. "I would say her actions are rather unbecoming, but for Miss Kyle, such behavior seems to warrant something altogether different than Santa's naughty list."
Dick grinned. "She's on my naughty list!"
"Now, Master Grayson, you know Miss Kyle belongs to -- "
Bruce grunted, then grimaced as Selina shattered another ornament. "I'm just glad she's attacking the tree this time." He blinked owlishly, a moment later, upon realizing they were staring at him. "What?"
"You mean she's -- "
"She is sometimes more cat than human, sirs." Alfred's mustache twitched.
"Be that as it may, believe me when I say that I would much rather she play with the tree and its toys than... hum..."
Dick grinned broadly. "Your Batbriefs?"
"Yes." Remembering one of their first Christmases together, Bruce made a face. Selina was a gorgeous, wonderful woman, but her claws were certainly a force with which to be reckoned.
"You mean -- ?" Dick asked, looking back at the woman writhing beneath the Christmas tree. He and Alfred burst out laughing.
The End
Fandom: Batman
Author: Apache Firecat
Characters: Batman/Catwoman, Nightwing, Alfred
Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: Sometimes Selina is a force with which even Bruce dares not reckon.
Word Count: 200
Written For: Advent Drabbles: Day 6: Cat Playing with Holiday Wrapping Paper
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
She batted at the bright, glistening balls. She swatted at the glittering paper and rolled through the rubbish on the floor.
Alfred sniffed disdainfully; yet, there was a fond smile on his weathered face. "I would say her actions are rather unbecoming, but for Miss Kyle, such behavior seems to warrant something altogether different than Santa's naughty list."
Dick grinned. "She's on my naughty list!"
"Now, Master Grayson, you know Miss Kyle belongs to -- "
Bruce grunted, then grimaced as Selina shattered another ornament. "I'm just glad she's attacking the tree this time." He blinked owlishly, a moment later, upon realizing they were staring at him. "What?"
"You mean she's -- "
"She is sometimes more cat than human, sirs." Alfred's mustache twitched.
"Be that as it may, believe me when I say that I would much rather she play with the tree and its toys than... hum..."
Dick grinned broadly. "Your Batbriefs?"
"Yes." Remembering one of their first Christmases together, Bruce made a face. Selina was a gorgeous, wonderful woman, but her claws were certainly a force with which to be reckoned.
"You mean -- ?" Dick asked, looking back at the woman writhing beneath the Christmas tree. He and Alfred burst out laughing.
The End