Hey guys, this is just a short little chappie for the holidays. It has nothing to do with the actual story, so the next real one will be up after Christmas. Hope you all have a wonderful holiday season!
"How're you feeling?" Bruce asks, sitting as gently as possible on the side of his ward's bed.
"Sick." Dick mutters with a groan. "It's not fair. Everyone else gets to have a great time, having fun and I'm stuck in bed, feeling miserable."
Bruce sighs, and hands Dick a glass of water. "You'll be fine." He states, "If you want, we can even wait until tomorrow to open everything."
"Ugh." Dick moans, rolling over in bed.
"Fine. Get some rest." Bruce fixes the messy blanket "covering" Dick, and leaves the room.
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"Master Dick is still asleep, sir."
"Good. Thank you, Alfred."
"Indeed. May I ask what you are planning?"
"You'll see." Bruce replies with a smile. Just then, the doorbell rings, sending its upbeat chime throughout the house. Alfred makes his way toward the door, leaving Bruce alone in the family room.
A second later, Barbara Gordon, her father James, and Clark walk into the room. "Hi!" Barbara beams. She looks around the room for a second, before asking, "Where's Dick?"
"Upstairs sleeping." Bruce answers.
"Still? It's almost noon." This time, it's Clark who speaks up.
"He's not feeling well. He's a little upset about not getting to celebrate, so I decided to bring Christmas to his room. To surprise him when he wakes up."
The plan seems to have been a good one, as smiles fill the room. "Wait," Clark begins. "Would that mean that we'd have to take everything up to his room... Without waking him up?"
Bruce only smirks. "I've already done that. I just figured he'd want to see you all."
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Dick stirs in his bed, rumpling the comforter into a balled up mess. He hears a creak, and turns his head to peer at his door, one eye open.
The door slowly opens, revealing five people, all caring small boxes. Dick suddenly jolts awake, opening both eyes as a wave of red hair flashes in front of him. The body accompanying the reddish-orange flourish lands on his bed, bouncing slightly.
"You look horrible." Barbara laughs, setting her box on Dick's nightstand. "Gee, thanks." He replies sarcastically. He takes a tissue and wipes away the excess snot under his nose.
"No problem." She smiles, handing him another tissue. "How ya feeling, bird-brain?" Dick sighs.
"Horrible."
"Well, Dad says if you're feeling better, I could spend the night tomorrow. We can make forts and watch movies!"
"Great, Babs." Dick's voice holds no emotion, and sounds tired.
"Well jeez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the nest. It's still Christmas, Dickie. Have fun!"
Dick sits up angered. "How am I supposed to have fun if I feel like-"
"Dick." Bruce warns.
The boy sighs. "Sorry, it's just- Woah." Looking around him, Dick sees that his room is now filled with gifts, lights and colour. "Did you guys do this?"
Bruce nods and sits gently on the end of his son's bed. "Still feel miserable?" He says as a smirk slides its way across his face.
Dick thinks for a moment, before saying, "Less so." He sits up, and wraps his arms around Bruce's neck, hugging him tightly. "Thanks." Dick whispers into his ear.
"So, are we gonna open these, or what?" Clark asks. He walks over, and hands Dick a small box, wrapped in bright paper with little penguins on it. "Here."
Dick excitedly opens the case, joy and anticipation bubbling inside of him. Inside, is a pair of white and blue headphones (Sony), and a small picture frame which contains a photo of Bruce, Diana, and himself. No words need to be spoken, as Dick's thrilled smile expresses enough.
Barbara places her gift in Dick's lap next, and waits patiently for him to open it. He does so to reveal a stuffed bear, and an envelope. "What's this?"
The redhead takes the bear from the box, and hands him the envelope. "Open it!"
Dick reluctantly rips the paper, pulling out a sheet covered in writing. Silently, he begins to read to himself. Finally, his eyes widen in surprise, and an overall sheet of surprise fills the room. "We got recommended?" He says, his voice still raspy. Barbara nods, adrenalized.
Dick chuckles, "Both of us!?!" Babs nods again, a bright smile files across her cheeky face. Dick is too happy for words. Both he, and his best friend have just officially been recommended for their number one college! I mean, sure, it's early but why not take the opportunity now?
"Wow. Babs, this is great!" Barbara wraps her arms around her friend, practically strangling him. "I know! Dickie it's amazing!"
Everyone in the room bears a smile, relishing in the news of the children they had known for years. All except Clark, who is smiling for a different reason.
"Hey, Dick?" He says, giggling. Without another word, Clark points toward the ceiling above Dick's bed. He and Barbara both look up. Above them, taped to the ceiling, is a small mistletoe branch. Dick's face immediately flushes red, and Barbara only grins.
"No." Jim speaks sternly. "Just, no."
Dick reddens more, and he can do nothing but stutter. "Uh, um, I wasn't-. I wouldn't-. Uh-"
And just like that, Babs places a kiss on his cheek, as gentle as ever. Her lips are soft and plush, leaving a burning sensation on Dick's face that travels intensely throughout his body.
Dick is frozen, seemingly unable to grasp the reality that was now his. Had Barbara liked him? Did she just do it to be nice? Did she really feel the same way he did? So many questions... that are disrupted by a single word.
"Clark?" Babs snickers. She's covering her mouth with her hands and giggling uncontrollably. She lifts one hand from her face to point a finger to the ceiling.
Clark looks up. As does Bruce, and what they see surprises them. Another mistletoe is hanging gracefully above, almost mocking the two.
Clark's face fills with blush, realizing his circumstances immediately. Before he can comprehend what has happened, Bruce is colliding their lips, sealing a kiss between them.
Bruce pulls away, a smirk covering his entire expression. "Merry Christmas, Kent."
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Alright everybody sorry for the terribly long time between updates. I'm really busy and have no Wi-Fi at home, my phone's screwed up, and I haven't slept in days. It is 3 am and I just finished this so it is probably gonna be pretty crappy. To those of you who are awkwardly hanging in there and continuing to read this, thanks. I am literally dying I'm gonna go to sleep now. Check out my tumblr at fluffysuperbatheadcanons so that you can get some more of this superbat stuff idk what I'm saying anymore goodnight.
