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Title: Trouble With Words
Fandom: DC Comics
Characters: Kon-El, Casandra Cain
Pairing: KonCass
Rating: G
Words: 350
Summary: Like most of the bats, Cass isn't great at communicating. Turns out, this extends to asking people out on dates.
Notes: Written for the FandomEmpire monopoly challenge, week three. Also for the AllBingo Valentine challenge and FluffMonthly.
"Well, that's the last of them," Kon said, brushing some non-existent dust off his jacket.
Cass nodded and glanced around. The whole gang was either unconscious or tied up. Not bad. She nodded a brief acknowledgement to the super-teen and pulled out her phone. Barbara would appreciate a text that the mission was done. Also, she was trusting her mentor to inform the appropriate authorities.
"Okay," Kon said, hovering a few feet overhead. "Guess I'll be getting back to my own superhero stuff now. Y'know, for such anti-meta purists, you bat-people are sure quick to whistle for us supers when you need some heads banged together or a wall knocked down."
Finished with her message, Cass put her phone away and looked up at him in surprise. She wasn't great at understanding words, but body language was an open book to her, and he looked annoyed.
He shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Not that I mind or anything. I love having people use me as their personal attack dog. Just, you know, maybe try to pick on Linda next time the fight is halfway around the world in a country I can't even pronounce." He tossed her a friendly salute in farewell and turned to fly away.
Oh. Oh.
"Stop."
Surprised, he pulled to a sudden halt and spun around. "What? Please don't tell me I have to drag them to the nearest police station, too," he joked. "I don't even know how to spell police in this language."
Cass stepped out of the line of sight of their captured thugs and pulled off her cowl. "No. Didn't call you for them."
Kon cocked his head to the side, obviously puzzled. "Okay... Well, then I just wasted a few perfectly good punches."
She shook her head. He wasn't getting it. "Wanted you."
It finally clicked and his face lit up with an adorable smile. "Oh! Well, in that case," he waved a hand at the city spread out around them, "I've never been to this part of the world. Care to show me around Europe?"
Cass smiled and took his hand. "Yes."
Fandom: DC Comics
Characters: Kon-El, Casandra Cain
Pairing: KonCass
Rating: G
Words: 350
Summary: Like most of the bats, Cass isn't great at communicating. Turns out, this extends to asking people out on dates.
Notes: Written for the FandomEmpire monopoly challenge, week three. Also for the AllBingo Valentine challenge and FluffMonthly.
"Well, that's the last of them," Kon said, brushing some non-existent dust off his jacket.
Cass nodded and glanced around. The whole gang was either unconscious or tied up. Not bad. She nodded a brief acknowledgement to the super-teen and pulled out her phone. Barbara would appreciate a text that the mission was done. Also, she was trusting her mentor to inform the appropriate authorities.
"Okay," Kon said, hovering a few feet overhead. "Guess I'll be getting back to my own superhero stuff now. Y'know, for such anti-meta purists, you bat-people are sure quick to whistle for us supers when you need some heads banged together or a wall knocked down."
Finished with her message, Cass put her phone away and looked up at him in surprise. She wasn't great at understanding words, but body language was an open book to her, and he looked annoyed.
He shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Not that I mind or anything. I love having people use me as their personal attack dog. Just, you know, maybe try to pick on Linda next time the fight is halfway around the world in a country I can't even pronounce." He tossed her a friendly salute in farewell and turned to fly away.
Oh. Oh.
"Stop."
Surprised, he pulled to a sudden halt and spun around. "What? Please don't tell me I have to drag them to the nearest police station, too," he joked. "I don't even know how to spell police in this language."
Cass stepped out of the line of sight of their captured thugs and pulled off her cowl. "No. Didn't call you for them."
Kon cocked his head to the side, obviously puzzled. "Okay... Well, then I just wasted a few perfectly good punches."
She shook her head. He wasn't getting it. "Wanted you."
It finally clicked and his face lit up with an adorable smile. "Oh! Well, in that case," he waved a hand at the city spread out around them, "I've never been to this part of the world. Care to show me around Europe?"
Cass smiled and took his hand. "Yes."
