Batman and the Justice League

4am Fastfood

Batman wrapped his cape tighter around himself. A strong gust of wind blew past making his teeth chatter.

"Is it really that cold?" Clark grabbed the door for Bruce and Diana. "You could use my cape if you want, it's supposed to withstand space, so..." Diana laughed entering the offered door.

"Batman dare wear anything other than black, the world would explode!" She playfully punched him in the shoulder before continuing inside. Batman just glared after her, but accepted Clark's offered door. Once they entered he breathed a sigh of relief as the warmth enveloped him. According to his cowl it was -3° F and his suit had several tears allowing the chill to enter.

Bruce, Diana, and Clark had just come from a mission together, fighting far into the night. Once the tentacle creature was subdued it was already 3am and they were starving. Bruce suggested a place in Gotham that served 24/7 and they hastily agreed.

"So, why Brad's Burgers specifically?" Superman entered last. He and Wonder Woman stood in the back as Batman walked towards the order line. Ignoring their question, he casually leaned against the register awaiting assistance. A young lady with several piercings and noticeable bags under her eyes came out. She jumped at the sight of Batman, but immediately brushed it off placing a smile on her face.

"The usual?" She asked gazing past him. "And uh, for your friends?"

"The usual, but make it triple." Batman stated placing down the correct amount on the counter. The woman typed in the order then handed the Dark Knight his receipt. "Maybe some cream and sugar on the side." He added.

"Coming right up." She beamed heading to the back.

"Thank you Anisha." Batman turned back to his stunned comrades, walking past to a table in the center. He sat down motioning for the others to follow. They shrugged and did so. "This place has been a favorite of ours since the first Robin." Batman began to explain. "Nightwing and I still occasionally come on rough nights. The coffee isn't the greatest, but when we're desperate for a burger without Alfred hounding on us, this is the place."

"I think it is nice." Diana clasped her hands together leaning on the table. Suddenly Clark burst out laughing, which only intensified every time he looked at Bruce. Heads bobbed up from behind the counter at the eruption. Batman glared.

"S-sorry." Clark wiped away the tears. "I think I'm just tired." He began laughing again. "It's just, it's just I never pictured you like this in a fast food restaurant." He attempted to stifle is laughter. Bruce was not impressed.

"Clark, we've gone for coffee together, in costume." Diana then began to chuckle imagining that scenario. "...You two don't take sleep deprivation well." Bruce sighed in exasperation as they continued. "You are terrible friends." Clark suddenly jabbed a finger at is face.

"Aha! So we are friends!"

"That's not what-"

"Uh, excuse me..." They turned up to see a teenager carrying a tray of food. "Your order..." He whispered avoiding their gaze. Timidly placing it down he quickly ran to the back room. Diana and Clark stared after him.

"That's Jeffrey." Bruce informed dividing their food. "He started two weeks ago. Damian might have, uh, cross examined him. He hasn't been the same since." He placed four burgers for each Clark and Diana, only accepting one for himself.

"Oh, poor child." Diana smiled pouring cream into her coffee. Clark claimed all the sugar while Bruce left his black. They ate in silence for a while. Clark, with his Kryptonian physiology, ordered another twelve burgers. Bruce cursed under his breathe about it, how much he would have to work off for just eating one. Diana, once finished, turned her attention to cleaning her blade.

"So, Christmas is in a couple of weeks!" Clark wiped his lips finishing his tenth burger. "What's everyone doing?" Diana looked up on that.

"Ah, that holiday. I have enjoyed it immensely. Perhaps I will spend it with Steve again, unless someone were to invite me over." She turned, eyeing Bruce. He suddenly became very interested in his coffee. Clark cleared his throat.

"Well, I was thinking that maybe the league should get together for something, like a Christmas party."

"No!" Bruce snapped up. "My house is off limits!"

"Oh c'mon Bruce, just one year. We can't have it in the watchtower every time, and the zeta tubes ruin ma's pie." Clark implored. Diana turned between the two, realizing this had probably been an ongoing argument for some time. "Plus, you never come. If we have it at your place, there's no way for you to leave with Alfred there."

"No." Bruce used his 'Bat glare'. Clark ignored it pulling out his phone, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Speaking of Alfred, you think he's still up?" He began to dial.

"Don't. You. Dare." Bruce seethed. "I have kryptonite, don't think I won't use it!" He bolted up attempting to snatch the phone. Diana grabbed his arm a wide grin on her face. He turned to her betrayed, she merely laughed.

"Don't be so dramatic." She teased. "He won't invite the whole team, maybe just the founders." Batman harrumphed back into his seat.

"Hey Alfred, this is Superman." Clark beamed, regardless that Alfred couldn't see him. "Yes, it's late, I'm sorry." A pause. "Oh no he's fine, just a couple of scratches and who knows what he's not telling us." Bruce glared at him harder. "Yes, yes, no I was actually calling about Christmas! I'm here with Diana as well and we were thinking about a Christmas party at the manor." Batman lunged for the phone again only to have Diana smack him down, stifling laughter. 

"Well..." Clark turned to Bruce. "He's him...I'd go ahead with it anyway, I mean when will he ever agree." Batman crushed his cup. Diana's face was in the table now, both hands cupped over her mouth. She was coherent enough to stop Bruce from pulling out the kryptonite ring though. "Obviously only the ones who know who we are, so the founders." Clark nodded a couple of times. "Yeah, ma would love to, all right, see you then!" He ended the call beaming wildly at them.

"Why you insufferable little-"

"We're on for Christmas Eve!" Superman interrupted before he could finish. Diana clapped her hands together.

"How wonderful! I'll be sure to let everyone know tomorrow!"

"You're all traitors." Batman hissed. He jumped up and stomped for the doors. He stopped momentarily. "You better not be late." He slammed the door. They smiled after him.

"But seriously, we should get some sleep."

"Agreed."

THE END