The Baby Bat Cat Boom

Part 1

Bruce sometimes hated magic. It caused way too many problems in crime fighting and made things worse for him and his family. Like the time a rouge magician from a small community of magic, he turned robin into an actual robin. When he was finally taken down, a magician offered him a spell to turn him back into human.

He sometimes works with them because they also don’t want the world to know people had magic. Another time where a crime involved magic. The bats were cursed to speak backwards for a week. It made it difficult to communicate during other missions. The latest magic mishap made him hate magic even more.

Let’s go back to last night, it was a crazy wizard who wanted to talk over the world. Another impossible dream. When he was captured, he sent one last spell before he had his magic taken away.

No one in the magic communities could find out what spell he didn’t. All they know is that it was powerful and that it was felt by everyone in the magic communities inside Gotham. Batman was on edge the entire night.

He eventually fell asleep when Alfred forced to. He forced himself to wake up when his body didn’t want too. Usually, he’ll just wake up at the sound of his alarm clock and bolt up to get dressed.

He didn’t and now the alarm clock sounded even louder and more annoying than yesterday. He moved to shut down the alarm clock when he felt something heavy on his stomach that slowed his movement. He looked down to see his stomach was bloated . Like if he was 7 months pregnant.

And there was something else.

A long black fluffy tail was slowly tapping the bed. It seems to connect to him.

He got up from his bed, turned off his alarm clock, and rushed to the bathroom.

‘I hate magic”, Bruce thought.

There. Right there. On his head. Was a pair of cat ears that blended with his hair and was currently twitching in annoyance.

His belly was still huge and there in the mirror. He had made sure that it was real, and he was not hallucinating. Yep, it's real. His senses had also heightened. He could smell his blue berry shampoo from 15 feet away and bleeeggghhhhh!!!!!! 

Bruce barely had missed the shinning white bowl as he puked up last night’s dinner. His favorite shampoo was overwhelming now.

“Hello, sir.”

Bruce jumped about a foot in the air at the sudden voice of Alfred. He also had cat ears and tail. Bruce could hear stomps and shouts outside the bathroom.

“Bruce!”, said Dick, running into the bathroom.

“I have cat ears and-”. Dick was stopped speaking when he saw Bruce. He looked at Bruce with wide eyes and mouth open.

“B!” That time was Jason. He was about to shout but stopped. “No, fucken way. More baby bats!!!! Isn’t four enough.” A familiar purr filled the silence. Bruce responded with the word “No”, as Alfred the Cat rubbed against him.