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nickngregTitle: Untitled Hallowe'en Story of fun! (Can you tell I suck at titles?)
Author: _slytherin_girl
Rating: For anyone above the age of 14. Implied slash sex, but nothing graphic.
A/N: I haven't written anything in a really long time and this just came to me last night at work. I have no idea if it's any good. Constructive criticism is always welcome. All mistakes are my own. Normally I get a beta, but I wanted to put this up before I left for work so that it would be posted on Hallowe'en. Hopefully Spelling and Grammar check were good friends to me.
Hope you enjoy :D
After years of saving and pinching every last penny and working over time, David Hodges had finally done it. He’d finally managed to save up enough money to buy the house in the country he’d always wanted. Sure, it was a bit of a longer drive into work in the morning, but just the idea of not having to listen to noise from the strip all day as he tried to sleep sounded like heaven to him.
The house was huge, way to big for one man alone, but David had always had a thing for large open living spaces, making this place perfect. It was also a lot cheaper than one might expect, making it even more appealing. He’d heard from the locals in the small town down the road that his new wonderful home was haunted and that was the real reason why it was so cheap, but that just made David laugh. It’s not like he was living in an episode of Scooby Doo or something equally as ridiculous.
That is until the banging and moaning noises started one night.
He awoke around three in the morning, scared for the first time since he was a kid watching cheesy horror movies with friends on Hallowe’en. Trying to think rationally, Hodges kept telling himself that it was just because the house was old. It was the plumbing or the house was just settling or any number of old excuses he had heard in his life, but sometimes he could swear he heard words intermixed with the moaning.
After a week of no sleep, David just couldn’t stand it anymore. His fear lessened by pure exhaustion, he made his way through the house, searching for any possible source of the noise. He found that the noises were loudest when he was in the library, but there was nothing in there that he could see that could make such noises.
Unwilling to give up, Hodges thoroughly searches the apparently deserted library only to be astonished when he moves a statue that some how triggers a wall to move. Turning to get a better look, he finds that behind the wall there are two fireman’s poles.
“This is too fucking weird,” he mutters to himself as he suddenly feels like he’s trapped in one of those horribly cheesy Adam West Batman episodes.
Unable to resist, Hodges goes for it and slides down one of the poles. What meets his eyes when he lands burns into his retinas as he tries to take in what he’s seeing.
David rubs his eyes like a kid at Christmas that can’t believe all the presents he’s seeing. The image doesn’t go away though. He’s still standing in what looks like the Batcave from the aforementioned Adam West Batman show.
“I have got to be dreaming,” he mumbles to himself as he looks around in wonder. He’s not sure how all of this is happening, but everything seems real.
Just then, he hears a roar that could only be the batmobile and Hodge’s first instinct is to hide, so that’s exactly what he does. Thankfully, it’s a cave, which provides many nooks and crannies making it easy for Hodges to quickly find a spot that gives him both complete coverage and a great view. A few seconds later the batmobile roars into the cave from its secret entrance and David gets the second shock of the night. The costumes are the same, but the bodies filling them most certainly aren’t Adam West and Burt Ward. For starters, Batman is built, like he should be but Adam West sure wasn’t and has dark brown eyes and a chiseled jaw.
“Christ that Joker is a jerk,” Batman suddenly says and David really can’t figure when Batman became Texan.
Hodges’ world slips slightly more into the realm of the insane when he takes a look at Robin and realizes, without a doubt, that his secret identity isn’t Dick Grayson, but Greg Sanders, which could only mean that Batman was Nick Stokes. The features and the accent certain fit. David puts his hand to his face and shakes his head, trying to figure out when he went insane.
His brain starts working through all the things he knows about Nick and Greg. How Nick always wants to save the world and Greg always seems to be there to support him. How they always try to get their days off together… it all seems to fit.
“Ah crap, the computer’s acting up again!” Greg/Robin exclaims, sounding irritated. He jumps out of the batmobile and starts examining the huge contraption. “I hope it didn’t wake up the guy that bought the mansion. The last thing we need is him finding us down here.” Bending over, Greg/Robin starts messing with the computer, obviously trying to fix it.
David’s eyes roam to Nick/Batman to find him obviously checking out his partner’s ass. He shakes his head again, unable to believe what he’s seeing and yet unable to look away.
“I don’t understand why we still have this old thing. I haven’t been able to get parts for it for at least 20 years now! Can’t we just upgrade to the new MacBook Pro? God those things are nice!” Greg/Robin complains, apparently unaware of an advancing Nick/Batman.
Gently, Nick/Batman places his hands on Greg/Robin’s hips and pulls him back towards him. In complete shock and awe, Hodges watches, as the caped crusaders start moving together in a rhythm that’s obviously not new to them.
“You know why I don’t want a new computer,” Nick/Batman says almost to quietly for David to hear as he spins Greg/Robin around and proceeds to kiss him more passionately than David has ever witnessed.
The dynamic duo begin to undress each other with the ease of practice, taking off everything but their masks. Hodges feels a bit like a peeping tom, but is way too turned on to feel too bad about it. Besides, he’s not about to try and sneak out of his hiding spot now. Things were just about to get good.
So of course, that’s when he wakes up.
David sits up in bed, panting and sweating, the sounds of moaning still ringing in his ears, the vision of two hot guys about to have wicked hot sex still dancing before his eyes.
“Damn it!” he curses as he’s finally able to look around. The whole damn thing was a dream. He’s not sure what’s more disappointing, the raging hard on he’s got from the strangest, most erotic dream he’s ever had, or the fact that he doesn’t actually live in that mansion. Not that he doesn’t like his condo, but that was a seriously beautiful house.
After a few minutes, and some self-gratification, David finally manages to fall back asleep.
Later that night, after shift.
It was Hallowe’en night and as per usual, that made things busier around the lab. Hodges was glad for it because it kept his mind off of the crazy dream that had woken him the night before… or rather, earlier that day.
He was even excited that they were still managing to have a little staff Hallowe’en party after shift. Sure, there were a lot of cases, but most of them were of the trick as opposed to treat variety.
A number of hours later find Hodges dressed impeccably as a 1940’s gangster and standing by the punch bowl. Hallowe’en has always been one of David’s favourite times of the year and he never passes up a chance to dress up and drink some punch. Even if his co-workers don’t think too much of him, he’s still out to have a good time.
He’s having a good time, chatting up Bobby Dawson, who for once doesn’t seem to irritated with him, when it happens.
“Oh my god,” Bobby says, sounding completely shocked as he looks over David’s shoulder at someone coming into the break room.
“What?” David asks, looking confused.
“Best costumes ever!” he manages to say through laughter as he points.
Slowly David turns to see what, or rather who, Bobby is pointing at and promptly faints when he sees.
The next thing David knows, he’s waking up on the break room couch with a whole bunch of faces surrounding him… including Nick dressed as Batman and Greg as Robin.
Somebody asks if he’s okay and he manages to nod and mutter something about not sleeping well. This statement seems to amuse Batman and Robin, who just smile and wink at him before walking away.
END!
Author: _slytherin_girl
Rating: For anyone above the age of 14. Implied slash sex, but nothing graphic.
A/N: I haven't written anything in a really long time and this just came to me last night at work. I have no idea if it's any good. Constructive criticism is always welcome. All mistakes are my own. Normally I get a beta, but I wanted to put this up before I left for work so that it would be posted on Hallowe'en. Hopefully Spelling and Grammar check were good friends to me.
Hope you enjoy :D
After years of saving and pinching every last penny and working over time, David Hodges had finally done it. He’d finally managed to save up enough money to buy the house in the country he’d always wanted. Sure, it was a bit of a longer drive into work in the morning, but just the idea of not having to listen to noise from the strip all day as he tried to sleep sounded like heaven to him.
The house was huge, way to big for one man alone, but David had always had a thing for large open living spaces, making this place perfect. It was also a lot cheaper than one might expect, making it even more appealing. He’d heard from the locals in the small town down the road that his new wonderful home was haunted and that was the real reason why it was so cheap, but that just made David laugh. It’s not like he was living in an episode of Scooby Doo or something equally as ridiculous.
That is until the banging and moaning noises started one night.
He awoke around three in the morning, scared for the first time since he was a kid watching cheesy horror movies with friends on Hallowe’en. Trying to think rationally, Hodges kept telling himself that it was just because the house was old. It was the plumbing or the house was just settling or any number of old excuses he had heard in his life, but sometimes he could swear he heard words intermixed with the moaning.
After a week of no sleep, David just couldn’t stand it anymore. His fear lessened by pure exhaustion, he made his way through the house, searching for any possible source of the noise. He found that the noises were loudest when he was in the library, but there was nothing in there that he could see that could make such noises.
Unwilling to give up, Hodges thoroughly searches the apparently deserted library only to be astonished when he moves a statue that some how triggers a wall to move. Turning to get a better look, he finds that behind the wall there are two fireman’s poles.
“This is too fucking weird,” he mutters to himself as he suddenly feels like he’s trapped in one of those horribly cheesy Adam West Batman episodes.
Unable to resist, Hodges goes for it and slides down one of the poles. What meets his eyes when he lands burns into his retinas as he tries to take in what he’s seeing.
David rubs his eyes like a kid at Christmas that can’t believe all the presents he’s seeing. The image doesn’t go away though. He’s still standing in what looks like the Batcave from the aforementioned Adam West Batman show.
“I have got to be dreaming,” he mumbles to himself as he looks around in wonder. He’s not sure how all of this is happening, but everything seems real.
Just then, he hears a roar that could only be the batmobile and Hodge’s first instinct is to hide, so that’s exactly what he does. Thankfully, it’s a cave, which provides many nooks and crannies making it easy for Hodges to quickly find a spot that gives him both complete coverage and a great view. A few seconds later the batmobile roars into the cave from its secret entrance and David gets the second shock of the night. The costumes are the same, but the bodies filling them most certainly aren’t Adam West and Burt Ward. For starters, Batman is built, like he should be but Adam West sure wasn’t and has dark brown eyes and a chiseled jaw.
“Christ that Joker is a jerk,” Batman suddenly says and David really can’t figure when Batman became Texan.
Hodges’ world slips slightly more into the realm of the insane when he takes a look at Robin and realizes, without a doubt, that his secret identity isn’t Dick Grayson, but Greg Sanders, which could only mean that Batman was Nick Stokes. The features and the accent certain fit. David puts his hand to his face and shakes his head, trying to figure out when he went insane.
His brain starts working through all the things he knows about Nick and Greg. How Nick always wants to save the world and Greg always seems to be there to support him. How they always try to get their days off together… it all seems to fit.
“Ah crap, the computer’s acting up again!” Greg/Robin exclaims, sounding irritated. He jumps out of the batmobile and starts examining the huge contraption. “I hope it didn’t wake up the guy that bought the mansion. The last thing we need is him finding us down here.” Bending over, Greg/Robin starts messing with the computer, obviously trying to fix it.
David’s eyes roam to Nick/Batman to find him obviously checking out his partner’s ass. He shakes his head again, unable to believe what he’s seeing and yet unable to look away.
“I don’t understand why we still have this old thing. I haven’t been able to get parts for it for at least 20 years now! Can’t we just upgrade to the new MacBook Pro? God those things are nice!” Greg/Robin complains, apparently unaware of an advancing Nick/Batman.
Gently, Nick/Batman places his hands on Greg/Robin’s hips and pulls him back towards him. In complete shock and awe, Hodges watches, as the caped crusaders start moving together in a rhythm that’s obviously not new to them.
“You know why I don’t want a new computer,” Nick/Batman says almost to quietly for David to hear as he spins Greg/Robin around and proceeds to kiss him more passionately than David has ever witnessed.
The dynamic duo begin to undress each other with the ease of practice, taking off everything but their masks. Hodges feels a bit like a peeping tom, but is way too turned on to feel too bad about it. Besides, he’s not about to try and sneak out of his hiding spot now. Things were just about to get good.
So of course, that’s when he wakes up.
David sits up in bed, panting and sweating, the sounds of moaning still ringing in his ears, the vision of two hot guys about to have wicked hot sex still dancing before his eyes.
“Damn it!” he curses as he’s finally able to look around. The whole damn thing was a dream. He’s not sure what’s more disappointing, the raging hard on he’s got from the strangest, most erotic dream he’s ever had, or the fact that he doesn’t actually live in that mansion. Not that he doesn’t like his condo, but that was a seriously beautiful house.
After a few minutes, and some self-gratification, David finally manages to fall back asleep.
Later that night, after shift.
It was Hallowe’en night and as per usual, that made things busier around the lab. Hodges was glad for it because it kept his mind off of the crazy dream that had woken him the night before… or rather, earlier that day.
He was even excited that they were still managing to have a little staff Hallowe’en party after shift. Sure, there were a lot of cases, but most of them were of the trick as opposed to treat variety.
A number of hours later find Hodges dressed impeccably as a 1940’s gangster and standing by the punch bowl. Hallowe’en has always been one of David’s favourite times of the year and he never passes up a chance to dress up and drink some punch. Even if his co-workers don’t think too much of him, he’s still out to have a good time.
He’s having a good time, chatting up Bobby Dawson, who for once doesn’t seem to irritated with him, when it happens.
“Oh my god,” Bobby says, sounding completely shocked as he looks over David’s shoulder at someone coming into the break room.
“What?” David asks, looking confused.
“Best costumes ever!” he manages to say through laughter as he points.
Slowly David turns to see what, or rather who, Bobby is pointing at and promptly faints when he sees.
The next thing David knows, he’s waking up on the break room couch with a whole bunch of faces surrounding him… including Nick dressed as Batman and Greg as Robin.
Somebody asks if he’s okay and he manages to nod and mutter something about not sleeping well. This statement seems to amuse Batman and Robin, who just smile and wink at him before walking away.
END!
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Date: 2007-10-31 07:41 pm (UTC)Yeah Nick and Greg would be perfect as the caped crusaders! *giggle*
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:34 pm (UTC)I loved the Hodges POV and the Halloween-ey theme, yay! The only thing I can point out is that there's quite a bit of changing between past and present tense going on. Other than that? Thoroughly enjoyable ;).
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Date: 2007-11-02 08:47 pm (UTC)Hodges and I have the same taste... I was a 1940's gangster too xD
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