This is a sequel to “School Shopping Cowboy”

This is a sequel to “School Shopping Cowboy”. I suggest reading it before reading this. Reviews awesomeness.

Disclaimer-I do not own Batman and Robin. Or Dracula. Or Peter Pan and Tinkerbelle

Are you the Batman to my Robin?

oh y'know.that girl

Perhaps it was all a conspiracy? They were out to destroy me! Yet again, my lovely mother woke me at the ungodly hours of dawn. I resisted the urge to hit her with something as I was yet again dragged to the damn mega store. The place had everything; in fact, it was the only store I knew that could sell you fifteen brands of laundry detergent and various pets-including snakes. Needless to say, it freaked me the fuck out.

“We meet again?”

The voice had a thick, very bad but very sexy Dracula accent. I had to crack a smile at that but yet I didn’t. I mean c’mon…what did you think I’d do? Go all sappy and have one of those godforsaken moments that incidentally do NOT occur in freaky stores? Cowboy was decked out in a black cape and he wore a predator’s grin. I raised an eyebrow, working hard on looking cool despite the fact that I wanted to giggle stupidly-Ahh…the horrors of girly instincts. I focused on remaining calm.

I grabbed a plastic pirate sword and took a fighting stance, puckering my lips teasingly. He grinned wider.

“We could totally be a duo…like kicking ass…and…” he trailed off, a goofy smile on his face as he dropped the accent.

“Prohibit the sale of the snakes that this store keeps in stock-I mean seriously, what the fuck?” I offered.

He laughed and nodded.

“So who should we be like?” I asked, twirling the plastic sword like a baton.

“Peter Pan and Tinkerbelle?” he said, chuckling lightly.

“That is so not funny,” I answered.

“I’ll be Tink,” he cooed.

I laughed and shook my head.

“Batman and Robin?” he asked.

“Only if you’re Batman,” I replied.

He smirked.

“So, you wanna be my sidekick, eh?” he chuckled darkly.

“Who say’s you’ll be in charge?” I countered.

“All the comics,” he stated evenly.

“Well, you don’t really know what happens in the Batcave all the time. I mean, Robin must be really skilled if Batman’s voice is always so hoarse,” I raised my eyebrows suggestively.

He laughed, doubling over causing the cape to fold around him.

“So, Batman and Robin?” I asked.

“Nah, I think I like you and me,” he answered pulling me towards him.

I pressed my lips to his.