“looks over her dog eared, battered copy of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy”
I always keep my towel handy. I also make regular checks with the planning department in Alpha Centauri for any demolition orders
And just remember kids the answer is always 42.
Muse: Batgirl
Word Count: 45
Fandom: DC Comics (1967)
Disclaimer: I own nothing this is for entertainment, no profit is made
Barbara hummed as she buttered her toast and checked on her eggs and bacon. It was a rare day off for her and she decided to be as lazy as she could. It was almost noon and she was dressed only in sweat pants and a T-shirt, with fuzzy green slippers on her feet. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail as she plated the bacon and eggs and added the toast She poured a glass of orange juice and headed to the living room.
Barbara carefully sat down on the couch without spilling anything. This was how the day was going to be. Just her sitting on the couch enjoying a late breakfast, watching some silly soap opera, and then maybe doing the crossword – in ink.
Barbara nibbled on her toast as she flipped through the channels trying to find the one that had the cute doctor on it, when the show was interrupted by a news cast. A bank robbery was in progress and looked like the robbers would be getting away. Barbara's eyes narrowed as she calculated exactly how far away they were. She knew she could stop them.
While daytime really wasn't meant for Bats, she couldn't just not stop them.
Barbara's eggs, soaps, and crossword puzzle were soon forgotten, along with Barbara's lazy day off.
Muse: Batgirl
Word Count: 223
Fandom: DC Comics (1967)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is for entertainment, no profit is made
Barbara stood next to the window in the living room of her apartment and couldn't keep the smile off her face.
She had finally found the prefect place It wasn't to far away from the library, the building was in a nice neighbor hood, and her dad hadn't hated it on sight.
It wasn't a palace, heck it wasn't even Wayne Manor, but it was hers. With one couch and table and chairs bought, her bed and a couple other things from home, and curtains from Alfred as a home warming present and Barbara felt a sense of freedom that she had only associated with running across rooftops.
Barbara smiled as she thought of the secret compartment in her closet that held her costume. That part of her life just became a thousand times easier. No more sneaking out, no more thinking up excuses to tell her Dad The night was now officially hers.
Barbara pushed off from the wall and headed for the kitchen and the pint of chocolate mint ice cream in the freezer, she felt like celebrating.
Muse: Batgirl
Word Count: 180
Fandom: DC Comics (1967)
Disclaimer: I own nothing this is only for entertainment, no profit is made
Batgirl ran across the roof and launch herself over the side. She shot off a line as she twisted in the air and swung down to the mouth of the alley. Her boots rammed into the chest of the jewel thief, sending the man sprawling on the ground gasping for breath.
As she bent down to cuff the man, she thought about a question she has heard the other day: 'What do you want to be when you grow up?' She grinned as she radioed the cops. She was exactly who she always wanted to be.
Muse: Batgirl
Word Count: 96
Fandom: DC Comics (1967)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is only for entertainment, no profit is made
Batgirl gunned the motorcycle as she weaved in and out of traffic. Cars honked at her and people yelled and still she pushed her bike faster.
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Muse: Batgirl
Word Count: 487
Fandom: DC Comics (1967)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is only for entertainment, no profit is made.
Ever have one of those defining moments? A moment where something extraordinary happens, and you just know where your life's path is going to lead you?
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