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Summary: Buffy travels to Gotham seeking funding for the "Joyce Summers' School for Gifted Girls" and meets someone unexpected.

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DC Universe > Batman > Buffy-CenteredMaeveBranFR13128,68399552,81813 Aug 0812 Mar 09No

Joyce Summers School for Gifted Girls: Drabbles

Title: Joyce Summers School-verse Drabbles

Author: Maeve Bran

Rating: FR7 to FR13

Disclaimer: Not mine. All hail Christopher Nolan.

Spoilers: "Batman Begins"; pre-"Dark Knight"

Notes: 8 drabbles for the tthdrabbles Mod Birthday Drabblefest, totalling 1,100 words.


A New Start in Gotham

100 words, challenge #000 - Starting Over

Buffy looked over at the boxes that littered her room at the Joyce Summers School. She could hardly believe that she was actually moving to Gotham.

Bruce had asked her to move into his Gotham penthouse. Buffy had been prepared for the question and to turn him down, but somehow when Bruce had actually asked Buffy found herself answering yes.

Buffy wondered just how the battered weapon's chest would look in the penthouse. She figured it could go in the Bat Bunker, but she wanted it closer at hand so Bruce would just have to find a place for it.


Gotham Buffy

200 words, challenge #002 - Character: Buffy

Buffy took the elevator up to the penthouse once she arrived at Wayne Tower. Her arrival coincided with a meeting Bruce had to attend so she could un-pack in peace. Her boxes and weapons chest were there waiting for her.

An hour later Bruce entered the apartment. "Honey, I'm home," he called playfully.

Buffy skipped over and kissed him on the cheek. "How was your day, dear?" she said in her best June Cleaver imitation. "The roast is in the oven and will be on the table shortly, how about you go change?"

Bruce looked at her quizzically. "You cooked?"

"Goodness no," Buffy said in horror. "Buffy and cooking are unmixy things."

"Alfred then," Bruce said with relief. "Where is he?"

"He took the night off," Buffy explained.

"Ahh. Then why don't I go change into something more comfortable?" Bruce suggested as he left to do just that.

"Sounds good to me," Buffy said as she followed him quietly.

Bruce had shrugged off his jacket and was working on the buttons of his shirt when he noticed her. "Buffy, I thought you were checking on the roast?" he teased.

"And miss this?" Buffy asked before she kissed him silent.


Spring Vacation

200 words, challenge #010 - Vacation

Bruce had ducked in to put his jacket away before returning to the guests in the living room. He noticed two packed bags, one his and the other, Buffy's.

"Buffy, where are we going?" Bruce asked casually, once he settled on the arm of Buffy's chair.

"I wanted to surprise you," Buffy said in mock disappointment. "I got us tickets to Los Angeles.

"Oh, I adore LA," said Natasha, one of the guests.

"So do I," Buffy said, "Particularly this time of year." She emphasized the word year.

Bruce thought it over and realized just what time of year it was. It couldn't be Apocalypse season already. Buffy'd explained that that usually came in May, but it was only March. Maybe it had come early this year? If that was true then they'd better get their guests out of there.

"So what time is our flight?" Bruce asked nonchalantly.

"I arranged the flight for six am," Buffy answered.

"Then we'd best be going," Natasha shooed her husband out of the apartment.

As soon as the door closed, Bruce turned to Buffy. "Apocalypse season?"

She nodded.

"Then we'd best get some sleep," Bruce said as he carried her into the bedroom.


Enjoying the Medication

100 words, challenge #023 - Rubber Duckies

Buffy walked into the apartment after a night of slaying only to hear "Rubber Ducky, you're my friend..." coming from the bathroom. She dropped her sword and crept to its door.

There was Bruce in the huge tub with bubbles and a rubber ducky. "What on earth?" she asked as soon she quit laughing.

"Buffy!" Bruce exclaimed excitedly.

"I see you are still enjoying that pain medication the doctor gave you for your ribs," Buffy surmised.

"You could enjoy it too, if you get out of those clothes and get in here," Bruce invited suggestively.

Buffy complied with a laugh.


The Good Stuff

100 words, challenge #041 - Coffee

Bruce blearily stumbled into the kitchen. It had been a long night protecting Gotham and he had an early meeting. He sat at the counter and put his head down on his arms to rest his eyes.

"Here," Buffy said while sliding a cup of coffee in front of him.

Once the aroma hit his nostrils, Bruce perked up. "What is that? It doesn't smell like the sludge Alfred usually fixes," he asked.

"That's because it isn't," Buffy said as she grabbed a cup for herself and sat to him. "This is the stuff that Willow sent from Columbia yesterday."



100 words, challenge #045 - Come as you aren't

Buffy looked around at the gaudily costumed people around her and wondered whose brilliant idea was this?

She had to admire Bruce's choice in costumes for them tonight-- 1930's era suit for him and a flapper dress for her. It was an ironic choice, Gotham's secret crime fighting duo were Bonnie and Clyde the notorious gangsters. This choice was also far more comfortable than that corseted number from that Halloween.

She drained the glass of champagne she was holding before doing her duty by hobnobbing with Bruce's friends. It was a tough cover, but someone had to do it.


The Wayne Wing

100 words, challenge #049 - Medical emergency

Buffy rushed into the emergency room of Gotham General. She had been slaying in one of Gotham's cemetaries when her cell rang. Fortunately she had just dusted the fledgling vampire and his sire so she answered. It was Alfred calling to have her meet him at the hospital.

Buffy hurried as fast as she could, but when she got there no-one would let her into see Bruce. Alfred had to come to her rescue, and together they snuck around the guard nurse. Two hours later, the doctor finally confirmed that Bruce was going to be just fine. Buffy was relieved.


The Ride of His Life

200 words, challenge #050 - Going for a ridet

"Honestly, Buffy, it's not that bad. The Doctor said I get to leave today," Bruce pleaded.

"I told you that any trip to the hospital is a serious matter," Buffy scolded. "Not to mention an overnight stay."

"I guess you're right," Bruce admitted. "I promise not to scare you that way again."

"Good," Buffy said, then was interrupted by the appearance of the nurse with the wheelchair.

"Mr. Wayne, are you ready to get out of here?" the nurse inquired.

"You bet I am," Bruce answered, "but do I have to ride in that thing?"

"Hospital policy," Buffy answered with a look at the nurse.

"Very true, Miss Summers," the nurse said. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Buffy went around and took the handles of the wheelchair. "You bet."

She rolled it closer to the bed. Between the nurse and Buffy, they got Bruce into the chair. "Ready for the ride of your life, Mr. Wayne?" Buffy asked psuedo innocently.

"Why am I suddenly worried?" Bruce asked in mock horror.

"I have no idea," Buffy answered as she started to push the chair down the hall. They arrived safely outside and Alfred helped Bruce into the Rolls Royce.


The End?

You have reached the end of "The Joyce Summers School for Gifted Girls" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 12 Mar 09.

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