[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Jason and Dick, driven by negative emotions such as sadness and pain, bit each other as if to vent.

This is one way adults treat wounds.

Dick still had the last bit of bottom line, half-kissed and half-huddled him to the bedroom, but as soon as he stepped through the door, he was roughly thrown on the bed.

Dick: ...?

Jason stared at him condescendingly with a wooden face, and slammed the door behind him.

boom!

A loud bang.

The little black face that fell under the window shivered as if waking up from a dream!

It stretched out and closed its furry claws, bared all its pointed nails, and let out a low grunt from its throat.

Little black face - no, he should be called Bruce Wayne now.

Bruce has no idea how he turned into a cat, but one moment he feels a pain in the back of his head, the next moment he's spinning, and he's in Dick's dirty little apartment.

Bruce: "?"

The dark knight reflexively wanted to hide in a corner to spy, but turned a few somersaults gruntingly.

Bruce: "!"

When was the last time Batman stumbled?If you really want to study it seriously, it is probably at the stage when he was still a young master, when cats hated dogs.

Bruce lowered his head in disbelief.

A furry, mangosteen-like round paw.

Under the command of Bruce's consciousness, the hairy paw twitched.

"Meow!"

Bruce cursed in shock, and then heard a high-pitched meow echoing through the small apartment.

Batman... the whole cat froze in place.

His brain began to run wildly, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of any reason why he would become a cat.

——Speaking of which, he also changed into a cat once for no reason.

There is a little difference between the two times, the last time was directly turning the body into a black cat, but this time it felt a bit like soul magic.

The evidence is clear at a glance.

The dark knight lowered his head, and the furry cat's face showed a bit of dignity.

His eyes fell on his hind legs.

The paw with the pink pad was rubbing against his chin hair in an imageless gesture!

Bruce tried to control the disobedient paw, but his will seemed to fail, and he could only watch the leg tickle.

Nobody can stop a cat from being tickled, not even Batman.

Cats are such unique creatures.

Scratching and scratching, he couldn't help raising his head. Once the hair at the base of his neck was rubbed, he would feel indescribably comfortable!

This guilty pleasure lasted until he got tired of it.

Bruce was startled.

The willpower that Batman was so proud of disappeared immediately after entering this body.

He was trying to walk like a real cat, but for some reason, he started turning along.

Bruce: ...

This is the shame of my life.

Bruce maintained his walking pace in a deep way, and walked around the house with difficulty. Even if he turned into a cat, he could not lose his qualities as a Batman.

Mess everywhere, very Dick, he thought, rolling into the corner of the sofa.

The Bru cat's journey stopped in front of a shiny red hood. He stretched out his paws and fiddled with the hood.

It feels good in the hand and is genuine.

Bruce: "...Meow, meow meow?"

Bruce's voices are all in tune, why is there Jason's hood on Dick's sofa?

Everyone is a riddle today.

He meowed for a long time, until a big hand pinched the back of his fate involuntarily.

Bruce: "Meow!"

The visitor was a little at a loss, and turned him over and over several times, but he was still not at ease, so he checked it with x-sight.

Clark: "No problem, little guy, you're as healthy as ever."

Bruce: Pupil quake.

He lowered his head patiently, grinding his teeth secretly.

Good guy, this Kryptonian, looking at his thick eyebrows and big eyes with justice every day, how much did he hide from him?

The little reporter had deep sorrow hidden between his eyebrows. He slumped on the sofa absent-mindedly, stroking the soft fur of the blue cat with his hands.

Clark: "Damn... Tell me, when is it appropriate for me to go to Bruce to apologize?"

This problem has been entangled with him for many days. Clark even secretly let go of the super hearing, but Batman was really angry this time. He directly turned on the device that shielded the super hearing. heartbeat.

Bruce stretched out his paw dissatisfied, and patted Clark's face.

"Meow."

Can an apology fix this?

Clark softened his face, allowing Bruce to scratch himself, since he was used to using it as a scratching post anyway.

The god among men said to himself: "Maybe it's not so bad."

Bruce glanced at him inexplicably, wondering where the Kryptonian got his confidence.

Clark lowered his head and abruptly picked Bruce up like a cat.

Those beautiful blue eyes stared at him intently.

Bruce was taken aback.

He recognized me?

After this idea was born, he inexplicably felt a kind of anticipation, and his pointed ears were pricked up, showing extreme concentration.

Clark: "...you."

Bruce: [Okay, it's me. 】

Clark said with difficulty: "Can you meow."

Clark's tone seemed to be talking about a problem in the world: "...I want to go to Gotham, but I don't know if it is suitable, so if you meow, I will go."

Bruce: ...

He struggled violently. If it was still the same as before, Clark would have been smashed into the ground.

Clark hurriedly hugged the disobedient cat, distressed for a while.

The little reporter in a plain plaid shirt put his face closer tentatively, and said in a persuasive manner, "Meow meow."

Meow you ghost.

But an incomparable anger forced the dark knight to open his mouth, revealing two small fangs.

[Stay away from my Gotham! 】

"Meow!"

"I knew it." Clark happily put Bruce down with a look of surprise.

He floated to the window, and for some reason, with super speed, Bruce couldn't react at all, so he was turned upside down, revealing his soft fur belly.

The little reporter buried his face in it, rubbed it quickly, and left the window with a whoosh.

Bruce: "...Meow?"

The scene was quite shocking.

The dark knight who was left behind had his eyes widened and kept his belly up. His long and smooth belly hair was rubbed into a mess.

Very good Clark.

Bruce licked his fur expressionlessly, then shook again.

But he's gotta go back to Gotham, if it's what he expects—

It took a lot of effort for the fluffy puppet cat to unlock the door. Brudhaven is too far away from Gotham, even the Dark Knight cat has been running around for a long time.

He was too anxious. He didn't eat much or sleep these days. He finally ran to Wayne Manor, but was blocked by strict defense measures.

Bruce: "..."

damn it.

He squatted at the gate, meowing weakly, only hoping that Damian would pick him up.

...Something went wrong in the process, and the Kryptonian's dog ears are good.

and many more?

funeral?

Before Bruce had time to act, he saw Jason, who had finally reconciled with him, wandering out, his face as white as a piece of paper.

He turned his head, raised his neck with difficulty and looked around, only to find that everyone was heartbroken. Bruce was anxious and hurt, and the Kryptonian held him again and wouldn't let go.

— A cat can't do anything, and he still can't stop Jason.

Bruce was just about to find a way to identify himself when he heard Dick talking.

"Clark, please help me bring the little black face back to the apartment in Metropolis."

No one knows better than Bruce how fast the god on earth is. Before he had time to react, his surroundings changed.

Bruce irritably: [tsk. 】

This is good, he spent so much effort, he walked away for a while, Dick didn't know what was going on, and no matter how long he waited, no one was seen.

Blu cat lay on the balcony floor mournfully, his thoughts became more and more heavy, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

When he woke up, he saw Dick packing his things. After a slight noise, the big blue bird looked at the window with a strange expression on his face. Bruce had never seen him like this.

"Meow?"

【What's wrong? 】

Dick ignored him, he could only pull the window frame by himself and look out.

Jason?

The relationship between Jason and Dick has always been complicated, and he never knew what to do with them in the past. Fortunately, both of them have grown up now, and they are finally not as twisted as before.

Bruce was a little relieved, and his tail couldn't help shaking.

[It's really great...is it? 】

【? ? ? 】

[What's going on with you two?Jason, wait a second—]

Under the huge impact, Bruce's claws could no longer grab the window and fell to the ground miserably.

He was dumbfounded, watching Jason come in through the window like Romeo in the play.

Dick didn't react at all, just stood there and let him kiss.

If Jason and Dick hadn't been so engaged, they'd have seen Bleu in an odd position, twisted into a twist, blue eyes full of confusion.

[Why are you so proficient! 】

Dick and Jason seemed too familiar with each other, Bruce could feel a scream in his throat when Jason took off Dick's jacket!

【How long? 】

【Why don't I know anything? 】

He was so shocked that he even forgot how to move, he could only watch the two dragged all the way to the bedroom——

boom!

"Meow meow meow meow!"

Bruce's hair exploded all over his body, and he panicked as if someone had stepped on his tail, his ears drooped, but his tail was stiff.

No, I'm just a kitten.

After returning to the cage, he reflexively ran to the bedroom door, with his fur claws stretched out high, and buckled on the door.

It looks like two elephants are fighting.

Bruce thumped and fell to the ground.

He turned around, lowered his head, walked out meowing, and closed the window frame again.

Mao Maoqiu's back was full of vicissitudes, he closed his eyes, and turned them out forcefully.

Mao Tuanzi ran all the way to the green tree in front of the house, showed his nails, and climbed up.

I need to be a stupid cat that can't get down the tree, Bruce sullenly found a suitable position, raised his neck, and exhausted all his strength.

"Meow!"

【Superman, Banana Muffin! 】