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Disco Lemonade by soda_and_capes, PG
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Jason Todd. Implied Batman/Superman
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
soda_and_capes
Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read:
This actually has another story or two that takes place in the same "verse," and they are equally good, but I'm reccing this first part of the story, because it is truly wonderful all by itself and is a self-contained piece.
This story takes the sweet little Jason White of Superman Returns and molds him into the angry, hurt second Robin in Batman's life. And it does it convincingly, effortlessly molding Superman Returns canon, Batman Begins canon, and comics canon. The Clark here is the distant alien father from Superman Returns, the Batman is Begins Batman with extra edges that time will naturally give him, and the Jason is the Jason from the scene where he threw the piano across the room in a fit of anger/protection/fear magnified times a hundred.
Superman lands in front of the two of them, and Jason lets himself fall a little behind Batman; hiding, maybe. Superman says, "Batman. Where is he?"
Batman smiles and steps aside, leaving Jason feeling stupid and exposed in the Robin suit. Superman's eyes widen, and Jason feels a sharp twinge of satisfaction in his stomach. He turns slightly, showing off his legs.
Superman opens his mouth to speak, but he says nothing. Then he looks back at Batman. Jason watches the two of them face off like old, old gods. Superman looms in a way Jason has never seen before, and maybe this city has warped Superman too. He never should have come, Jason thinks wildly. Batman's cape whips around him in the wind and he looks sleek and dangerous and . . . murderous, even. Superman says in a hollow, angry voice, "He's mine, Bruce."
The use of Batman's real name surprises Jason, and he wonders.
"Don't," Batman says, low and dangerous. "You let him come here, and I saved him. This place was swallowing him alive. Do you know how I found him? He was stealing the tires from the Batmobile. You don't want to know how he was dressed."
Superman doesn't flinch, but it feels like he does. Jason squeezes his hands together hard, wishing there were a way to make all this stop. He didn't start it, though.
Disco Lemonade
Pairing: Jason Todd. Implied Batman/Superman
Length: one-shot
Author on LJ:
soda_and_capes Author Website: N/A
Why this must be read:
This actually has another story or two that takes place in the same "verse," and they are equally good, but I'm reccing this first part of the story, because it is truly wonderful all by itself and is a self-contained piece.
This story takes the sweet little Jason White of Superman Returns and molds him into the angry, hurt second Robin in Batman's life. And it does it convincingly, effortlessly molding Superman Returns canon, Batman Begins canon, and comics canon. The Clark here is the distant alien father from Superman Returns, the Batman is Begins Batman with extra edges that time will naturally give him, and the Jason is the Jason from the scene where he threw the piano across the room in a fit of anger/protection/fear magnified times a hundred.
Superman lands in front of the two of them, and Jason lets himself fall a little behind Batman; hiding, maybe. Superman says, "Batman. Where is he?"
Batman smiles and steps aside, leaving Jason feeling stupid and exposed in the Robin suit. Superman's eyes widen, and Jason feels a sharp twinge of satisfaction in his stomach. He turns slightly, showing off his legs.
Superman opens his mouth to speak, but he says nothing. Then he looks back at Batman. Jason watches the two of them face off like old, old gods. Superman looms in a way Jason has never seen before, and maybe this city has warped Superman too. He never should have come, Jason thinks wildly. Batman's cape whips around him in the wind and he looks sleek and dangerous and . . . murderous, even. Superman says in a hollow, angry voice, "He's mine, Bruce."
The use of Batman's real name surprises Jason, and he wonders.
"Don't," Batman says, low and dangerous. "You let him come here, and I saved him. This place was swallowing him alive. Do you know how I found him? He was stealing the tires from the Batmobile. You don't want to know how he was dressed."
Superman doesn't flinch, but it feels like he does. Jason squeezes his hands together hard, wishing there were a way to make all this stop. He didn't start it, though.
Disco Lemonade