"So..." flash bite the bottom of his lip with excitement.
"So what?" Bruce sighed heavenly.
"It's close to Christmas and I was wondering..."
"This can't be good." Aquaman got up and headed for the door.
Flash ran in front of him. "Just hear me out." He begged.
Aquaman glared at flash.
"What if we did a secret Santa."
" excuse me? What?" Diana looked up. "I have no knowledge of this secret Santa. Is there two?"
"No." Flash laughed. "It's a thing a group of people do on Christmas. You draw names from a thing and who's ever name you get you have to get a gift for. But you can't tell anyone who you have."
"Intriguing." Diana looked to everyone else. "I think we should do it."
"Yes!!!" Flash pumped his fist. "How about the rest of you.
"No." Bruce, aquaman, and cyborg all said in unison.
"Aw come on you know you wanna."
Both Diana and flash gave them the puppy eyes. "Please."
"I can't refuse Diana but flash, you look like you but a sower lemon." Aquaman burst out laughing.
The tree turned to Cyborg and Bruce.
"I am interested to see where this will go. So why not." Cyborg was in.
They all rounded around Bruce.
"It would look bad if you decline Bruce." Flash gave him a smirk.
"No."
"Forget him. He's a Scrooge." Aquaman huddled everyone together leaving out Bruce.
Flash and pre made cards already and put it in a cup. "Ok guys."
One by one they all pick a card till theirs was one left.
"Bruce!" Flash called. Your last to pick.
"Don't bother me." Bruce turned to his computer.
Diana took her lasso and hooked it around Bruce tying to his chair. She reaped him to the group and flash handed him the cup with a big cheesy smile.
Bruce let out a sigh and took the card.
"Fine. Happy?"
"Yep."
Not long after the rest of the league went back to there homes while Bruce stayed in the bat cave.
He looked at the card lying on the table as he scanned thought police reports.
He finally opened it and saw who he got.
The card read, Diana
He leaned back in his chair. To himself he said, "What am I supposed to get her?"
Alfred came down the steps holding a trey with cup of coffee.
"You know Bruce in all my days I wouldn't expect you to be doing a secret Santa." He smirked.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Bruce took the cup.
"Oh nothing." Alfred stood right where he was and didn't move.
"I am just going to do it the easy way.... Alfred you get her a gift and I'll pass it off as my own. Just buy the most expensive thing girls like."
"What do you want?" Bruce drowned, as he brought the cup to his lips.
"Glad you asked. If I may extend my opinion sir?"
"Sure."
"Invite her over."
Bruce choked on his drink.
"What?"
"Sir... A gift form the heart is more suitable for a girl like Diana."
"I see what you mean but it's better to just analyze the camera recordings for previous times she has been over and draw a concussion form there."
Alfred let out a sigh. "Master Bruce..."
Bruce cut him off. "Fine. I will invite her over. You happy?"
Alfred lifted up the tray and took the coffee cup right out of Bruce's hands.
"Wait." Bruce called after Alfred. But Alfred just kept on walking.
All he said was, "you need you sleep for you date."
"It's not a date!" Bruce turned read faced.
***To be continued***
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