A wish a heart makes {wonderbat}

The dance

First of all I just want to say I really love Wonderbat. ❤️❤️❤️
I have no idea what actually happened with that love triangle with bats, WW, and SM. But either way I still love Wonderbat.

When ever I think of WW and SM I don't know why but it feels like something died inside. I just Craig so much.

But anyway hope you like it.👍

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The night is young at the fantasy hotel in Gotham. anyone who is anyone is here. This was a night to remember. The man are dressed in tuxes and the women are in fabulous dresses. Everyone is having fun. Laughing, talking, drinking, and dancing. All except one. Bruce. Kent Clark was dancing with a black haired woman in a bright orange and white dress. Bruce Wayne stood in the corner watching the party he planed go off with out a hitch. He takes a long sip of ice tea that looked like beer in a fancy cup. He has been to so many parties before that this kinda stuff is normal to him.

A man stepped on stage. "I would like to thank you all tonight for coming first of all and I would like to give a shout out to the man who made this all possible. Bruce Wayne everyone."
The spot light goes to Bruce and he slightly squints. Looking at everyone's faces as they smile and clap. Some even let out a whistle.

That's when he saw her. A Woman with Dark brown hair, black mascara, red lipstick, and a long red dress.
As everyone tuned their attention back to the stage the two kept there yes on each other for a split second. Then Woman brushed her hair behind her ear and tuned back to face the man on stage. But Bruce still held his gaze. He didn't know why but his palms where sweaty and his heart was beating fast. He had never had this felling before with other women who looked at him the same way. But he never looked back.
This was different.

When the man got off m the stage everyone went back to whatever they where doing. Bruce scans the crowd anxiously for the brown haired woman in hope that he may see her again or maybe even talk to her. He saw the girl and made his way over to her.

"Hello." He said extending his had.
"Hello." The woman replied.
"I am Bruce.."
"I know, your on TV a lot."
"What's your name?" He asked
"Diana."
"Well Diana my I get you a drink?"
She glanced at the bar and then back at Bruce.
"Sorry I don't drink."
Bruce smiled. "Me nether, I just get ice tea. it looked like beer but it's not. "
Diana lightly laughed. So did Bruce.

The two stood in the comer together taking away.

Clack and Lois came up to them.
"Great party Bruce." Clark put his arm on Bruce. Bruce gives Clark a look, that was between a glare and a normal stare.

Clack took his arm off and looked at Diana.  "Hey your pretty." He said. It was obvious that he was drunk. But Diana took the compliment anyway.

"Thank you." She blushed. Lois elbowed Clark and looked at her. "Oh. Your pretty too." He said, almost falling over. Bruce went to catch him and so did Diana. That's when he noticed her brackets. He kept his mouth shut but form then on he knew she was Wonder Woman.

"I'm clarerrk" he said. "I only had one and half cups of something and wow. Let me tell you!"
"Nice to meet you Clark." Said Diana.
"I'm Lois." The woman extended her free hand.
"Sorry about this." Lois apologized to Bruce.
"No your good. I knew something like this would happen to somebody tonight. To be honest probably 50% the people here are drunk anyway. "
"I am going to take Him home." Lois said. "Do you want any help?" Asked Bruce. He knew she was too nice to say yes and have him leave the party he planed. But he was just being nice in front of Diana.
"No thanks." She gave a week smile, and guided Clark off.

"So your friends are nice." Said Diana trying to restart the conversation. But Bruce didn't give much of a reply "yeah." For he was off somewhere in thought, watching the people dancing.
"Do you want to dance?" He asked after awhile. Diana was off in thought to. "Yes?" She hesitated. Bruce gave her a look. "It's just that I don't dance that offen, and haven't for long time." Diana was brought back to the time of when she first came to the realm of man. The Jet pilot who she had fallen in love with. But was torn away form her by death.
She had not danced since for it reminded her of him.

The fast up beat song ended and it tuned to a slow dance. The lights dimmed and the giant crowd of people tuned to groups of two. The people who didn't slow dance fell out and all headed to the bar for a drink.

It was now getting crowded and Bruce and Diana where getting jostled around.

Bruce took Diana's hand and led her out of the crowd. She looked down at there hands clasped together and started to blush a bit.
They found themselves on the dance floor. Before Diana realize it. Bruce had taken her by the waist and hand and they where dancing.

Diana didn't know why but she was blushing even more. She had swarm off love for the last on broke her hart. It had been many years that she almost forgot the feeling. Only once had she felt this way towards a man and now she feels it again. She was tempted to pull away.
Part of her wanted to, "what are you doing?" She asked. But another part of her wanted to stay right here in this time and place for ever.
"I know who you are." He whispered in her ear." Diana attempted to pull away. But the man held her hand firm and pulled her back. She didn't want to use her super strength in fear of hurting him.

"And they will know it too." Bruce gestures with a nod of his head twords the paparazzi outside the door waiting to get in.

Diana was not to big on talking to the press but she couldn't deny she liked the attention. There was a point when it was to much and just looking at the door with all the people with there cameras and notecards was starting to make here uncomfortable. She didn't like the feeling of people watching her every move.

Bruce's looked at the clock."I planed this party, when the clock hits 12 the press are aloud to come in. You know get the news. So they have something to put in the news papers. I just didn't want them in here bothering all the guests she they could let loses a bit."
Diana a little chuckle.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"I think the people here have let lose a little to much."
Bruce's tuned his head twords the bar. She was right. There was a man on top of the counter chugging a giant glass of whiskey and people around him pumping there fits and encouraging the man to go on.

Bruce smiled and laughed a little. When the song is over Bruce led Diana off to side all way. The time was now 12 and all the reports, and camra men where glowing in. "Wonder Woman! Mr. Wayne!" They called after them.
"I don't get why we are running!" Diana asked. Bruce looked down the all. "Because it's fun."
Diana couldn't deny it. She found it enjoyable to run form the press. She looked at Bruce as the ran. "Take a left." They fled as the paparazzi relentlessly Followed. Threw her. Up the steps. Turn here. They where in the roof.

No where to run. But who said they where going to run. The paparazzi burst through the door and piled onto the roof, desperately looking for the two. But all they got was a shot of them from behind of Diana flying away, carrying Bruce. The sounds of there laughter caring threw the night.