🦇 The Bat And The Clown 🃏

Season 1 Episode 4

Okkkkaaaaay..... Might get a bit... ~ saucy ~ in this episode..... Meaning smut 🤡....... GOD I haven't written smut in 3 years...... OH BOI. I'm preparing myself for this. YOU SHOULD TOO....

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Joker was in his house, walls covered in paint, saying "HA HA" all over the walls. His room looked like it came right out of an asylum... Ironically enough... He was pacing back and forth, confused and angry at Bruce, "Why didn't he tell me SOONER?!?... GOD.... FUCKING DAMMIT!!" he yelled, throwing newspapers off of his desk in his room, "GAH!! After ALL we've BEEN THROUGH?! Pathetic. Pathetic! PATHETIC!!" He shouted, stopping himself before taking deep breath, calming down and sitting down on his bed. His fists starting to shake, "I... Still can't believe him... The audacity that... Rich.. Privileged... Asshole has!!... [*sigh*]... But.. I just can't seem to hate him.. He's... D'oh! I don't know anymore!" he sighed, holding his head in his hands. He got up and turned on a radio. He lied down on his bed and stared at his ceiling.

Bruce, on the other hand, was at home being scolded by Alfred, "Are you insane?! Joker could use this as blackmail on you! He could use this to his advantage just to get what he wants!..." he said, a sad and disappointed look on his face. Bruce sighed and looked at Alfred, "I know.. I know... But I can't have him go and beat my identity out of Ms. Avesta. He said my secret is safe with him... I'm trusting him on this.." he said, looking back down, "Don't trust a villain, Master Bruce.. No matter how trustworthy he or she might seem. A villain is a villain.." Alfred replied, "Goodnight, Master Bruce." he said, leaving the room and going to sit in the parlor for a minute before going to bed himself. Bruce walked upstairs and got undressed, getting in the sheets as he curled up and shut his eyes.

Weeks had passed. Joker was outside the Wayne Manor, about to knock the door. He hesitated with his fist over the door, "You can do this.. You can do this....... Ngh! This is so stupid!!" he whispered to himself, backing away from the door, contemplating for a while before going back to the door, luckily for him, he didn't have to knock, Bruce opened the door to head to the store. Joker stood there, awkwardly staring at him before smiling nervously, "H-Heyyyyyy Brucie-Boy..!" he said, laughing nervously, using finger guns, "Joker..? I haven't seen you in... Three weeks! Where the fuck have you been?!" he said, worried a bit. Joker blushed bright red and laughed again, this time even more nervous than before, "I've... Been.... Thinking!" he said, stepping a bit closer, "Thinking? About what?" Bruce asked, leaning against the door frame, "U-Uh.. Maybe... You'd like to go on a da... Hang out! Yknow... Like pals!" he said, smiling. Bruce smiled too, "Awh, sure.. I just gotta get some stuff from the store, stop back here to drop them off for Alfred, and then we can go hang out and talk.. I'll warn Gordan and tell him you're a good guy for today, alright?" he laughed, closing the door behind him and started walking towards the store, it wasn't far. Joker followed him, smiling. The nervousness Joker was feeling had left.

Later, after Bruce dropped off the groceries, and then they headed off, "Where to? The Stacked deck?" he asked, "No! I was thinking the Stacked...... Oh.. You said that.. Eheh.. Yeeaaah.." he chuckled. Bruce laughed and wrapped his arm around Jokers shoulder, causing Joker to blush a soft, cerise red. They made it to the Stacked Deck and everyone inside was about to run... Only to see Joker not being... Threatening.. So everyone inside went back to their business of getting fucked up by alcohol. The bartender felt safe this time and politely asked what they wanted, "I want something hard, please." Bruce said, Joker cackling under his breath, Bruce looked over and rolled his eyes, smiling, "Dirty mind." he said lowly, "Oh Shaddup! You knew what you were doing!" he laughed, then proceeded to ask for the strongest drink they had, "I'm not babysitting you if you get wrecked." he said, staring at Joker getting handed his drink, "I don't need you babysitting me! I just need you to make sure I don't say anything I might regret!" he laughed, taking a drink. Bruce chuckled softly and took a sip of his drink after it was handed to him, "I know you didn't want to JUST... 'Hang out'.. You WERE going to say something else.. I already know what it was but.. I wanna hear YOU say it." he chuckled, Joker immediately turning bright red, "Uhhh.. [*sigh*] alright, alright.. I uhm... I originally wanted to ask you out on a... [*gulp*]... D-Date.. " he mumbled, "Mm? What was that?~ I didn't hear you..~" he joked, ".... ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ.." he mumbled even quieter, "Awh..~ I can't hear you..~" he joked more, putting his hand under his chin, getting surprisingly close to his face, "Ghn.. I... Wanted.. To ask you.. On a date." he grumbled, "That's a good boy..~" he smiled, backing away, satisfied with his asshole teasing. Joker liked it... But he refused to admit it. An hour later, they were laughing their happy asses off. Joker was... Fucking WASTED.. and Bruce was.. Well he wasn't sober. Joker was giggling and cackling for no absolute reason. He finally stopped before he started getting woozy, "W'ooh.. H-Hah.. Is it hot in here or is it just you?.. [*hic*].." he chuckled, leaning against Bruce, "You're drunk, Joker." "Yeah, no shhhiT, SherlOck!.." he grumbled, his body kind of just, flopped around a bit, his head landing on the bar table, his hand going up, "'Ey bartenda'... Gimmie anotha' onE.. [*hiC*].." he mumbled, almost to the point where his sentence wasn't coherent, "Nope.. No more. You're to drunk." Bruce said, picking up Joker and held him up so he could stand, "Ahhh... Nnnooooo.." "Yeeeees.." "Jus' oooonnneeeee morrreeeee.." Joker whined, "Keep whining. I dare you." Bruce said, trying to be threatening but he couldn't help but cackle at how floppy Joker was when drunk, it's so goofy and adorable.. "What would you do?.. [*hic*].. FffacK me?.." he joked, "You are one weird lil guy, huh?" Bruce laughed. Bruce sighed and carried him all the way to the Wayne Manor, "Why we here..?.. [*hIc*]... DiS isn't my homE.." he said, confused as fuck, "You're gonna be staying over until you're sobered up." he said, carrying him inside and carrying him upstairs, going into a guest bedroom and sitting him down on the bed, "Oh..?~ Geez, Bruce..~ Didn't think you wanted to give THIS far..~" he chuckled, then having a feeling of throwing up, he gagged and quickly covered his mouth. Bruce panicked and quickly picked him up and took him into a bathroom, unfortunately....... It was NOT a pretty site. Almost made Bruce throw up too. Joker coughed, shaking violently. He stopped shaking and sat up, leaning back on Bruce, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, "Dammit, John." he sighed, picking him up and sitting him on the bathroom sink counter, flushing the toilet and wiping down anything, then getting to Joker, wiping his face off with a paper towel. Bruce picked him up and sat him on the bed, "Stay here.. I'm going to get you a change of clothes." he spoke softly, Joker smiling at him, then getting that fuzzy feeling again.. But stronger than before.. It felt... Strange..