[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] Gotham is a master of women's clothing

last night.

The old butler told Gotham that there was a guest room available for him at home, and Gotham readily accepted.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, the Batmen, who had been busy all night, rested and fell asleep one by one until the morning light covered the entire Gotham, and the Metropolis, which finally got the right of way, fell down with a "click".

They were getting together for breakfast.

On either side of the table, Clark AKA Superman Kent reads the newspaper, and Bruce AKA Batman Wayne drinks coffee and casts a constant, angry gaze at the vegetables left on his plate.

As for Gotham, he doesn't need to eat or drink, he's just watching a show.

The two fathers talked about their children, and complained to each other from time to time. The picture was so beautiful that Gotham suspected that he was facing a family of four. Of course, the child who caused the parents a headache had already run away because of fear of being beaten.

In such a harmonious atmosphere, the metropolis fell into Clark's arms with a "slap".

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

The face of Gotham, the best air conditioner maker in the audience, quickly darkened.

It didn't take a second in total, did it?

"Give it back to me." The blackened Gotham reached out directly.

Clark, who was about to rub Metropolis's head, froze straight away, not understanding what was going on, and asked confusedly and sincerely, "What are you talking about?"

"The metropolis in your arms is mine, return it to me now, immediately, immediately."

Gotham continued to release strong low pressure, and even the voice dropped several degrees. It felt a bit like Batman in a state of rage. His speech was cold and oppressive, and his voice was filled with ice slag.

At this time, the sky outside also instantly darkened, as if it was about to rain at any moment.

It was just lightning and thunder.

Clark, who had lost the sun, had question marks in his head.

When did Metropolis become Gotham?How does it feel like I'm Batman? ? ?

Clark suddenly felt that everything was wrong.

The metropolitan who had just found a comfortable position and sat firmly let out a "giggle" laugh, rubbed lightly on Clark's earth-colored striped shirt, and then got out of Clark's arms, bouncing towards his brother. Tan.

Metropolis jumped into Gotham's arms before Gotham was ready to pick up the cane.

In an instant, the clouds turned clear.

The old butler who was about to collect the clothes raised his eyebrows and lowered his half-raised hands.

In the room, Gotham lowered its head and embraced Metropolis seriously.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Of course he knew that Metropolis had come to his territory, but he didn't expect Metropolis to fall directly into Clark's arms.

very angry.

Metropolis skillfully used a series of coquettish behaviors to completely annoy Gotham, and then said, "I miss you."

You simply came here because Superman didn't come home overnight.

Gotham hummed twice inwardly.

However, on the surface, he didn't expose Metropolis's petty thoughts at all, just rubbed the guy's little head, picked up the morning snack provided by Alfred, and fed it to Metropolis with flowers and Buddhas.

"Really." The metropolis groaned and ate.

City won't lie, he does miss Gotham too.

But worrying about Superman is also real.

Seeing that Superman was intact and didn't look like he was being bullied and crying, Metropolis was completely relieved and began to eat the breakfast in Gotham.

Cookies are awesome!

"So you can come and go with each other."

Bruce put down his coffee cup and let out a breath of satisfaction. The arrival of Metropolis did not cause any waves in Batman's indomitable brain.

Gotham ignored him.

"If the other party agrees, of course we can enter and exit. We can also send 'letters' to each other, and sometimes go to fixed places for meetings. And when the other party is unwilling to open the right of passage, it will become very difficult to enter. Difficult. Unless the strength is much higher than that of the opponent, otherwise, even if you enter by force, you will be killed immediately afterwards, after all, it is not where your authority lies."

The little guy didn't have any defensiveness. Before Gotham reacted and covered Metropolis's mouth, Metropolis had already smiled and finished the matter in one breath.

Then he puffed up his cheeks and complained: "You know what? Gotham only allows me to come during the day!"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Batman agreed.

The night in Gotham City is dark, not suitable for a simple child like Metropolis who is full of kindness all over his body. He will be hurt, affected, and may fall.

Batman approves of Gotham's approach, Gotham does not agree with Batman's approach.

When Bruce came back to his senses, he found that Clark and Gotham cast condemning glances at him together.

as well as:

What kind of hero is it if you play with a child!

Such a voice.

Bruce "...".

Who knew he answered the call so quickly.

Gotham still wanted to condemn Bruce's shameless behavior, but he felt that the toe of the shoe didn't feel right. Only then did he realize that there was a soft mass around his feet, and he looked down, okay, it's Arkham.

Arkham, who didn't know when he squirmed over, rubbed Gotham's papa.

Now Arkham's spirit is still not very good, almost every day he finds a corner in the hall of the Batcave to lie down obediently. The main body of Tan's will was approaching, so he deliberately crawled out to rub it twice.

"What is this?" The metropolis also saw the lump of meat, and was stunned. This was the first time he saw the newborn city in a bally state. He didn't recognize it immediately, and stretched out his hand to touch it in a daze. .

Arkham raised his head and touched him.

The same kind of induction immediately made the Metropolis realize that the other party needed protection, and turned around and grabbed Gotham:

"The city of new life has appeared! You didn't tell me at all!!!"

scream! ! !

……

Arkham was frightened, and quickly retreated a lot.

Batman just looked up, then lowered his head and continued to drink his coffee, not feeling that there was anything surprising.

In the current case, the situation in the Met is completely expected.

You must know that Gotham itself will have fits of convulsions, and Nightwing has also complained to himself about Bludhaven's changeable personality.

It seems that these cities themselves are not completely qualitative, but each has a general framework, and the characters they show are like a bouncing bead, colliding crazily left and right in this framework, and no one knows which lucky frame will hit in the next second Can catch the ball.

Give a simple example.

Looking at Gotham's attitude towards Metropolis now, who would have thought how this guy bullied Xiao Qiao and Damian?

In the final analysis, as cities, their perceptions of time, space, and emotions are likely to be different from humans, and they may be a group of creatures closer to the fourth dimension.

How can we use human eyes to identify them?

Anyway, for the new "friends", Batman always put question marks all over his head, so naturally he accepted it very quickly at this time.

Just poor Superman.

I was stupid if I didn't look at it.

Is this how Metropolis gets along with Gotham?

The well-behaved young lady who is used to being soft and glutinous, suddenly changed to the script of the willful young master. Superman didn't react at once, and the infinite "asking" bullet screen flew by in his heart.

Gotham looked away guiltily.

He quickly gagged Metropolis' mouth with a cookie, and tried to push the Arkham lump away so Metropolis' attention would be lessened.

The dumpling squirmed twice, and quickly rolled behind Bruce.

What do you do when papa wants to hit someone?

Of course he hid behind Ma Ma! ! !

Arkham said that he was very smart, so he squirmed a few more times, trying to rub against Bruce's calf, but because his current size was too large, even if he didn't grow anymore, he still directly covered Bruce with just a shake.

"What's his name? Is there a new town near us?"

The attention of the Metropolis has not been diverted at all. While trying to chew the biscuits, they asked unequivocally. It seems that for the city, speaking is really not a mouth for walking, but another more direct spiritual communication?

"Arkham." Bruce rubbed the meat ball with one hand, and introduced seriously: "He is Arkham."

Metropolis blinked.

"Arkham, I remember it was a mental hospital?" The little guy suddenly realized, "It turned out to be like this, but I didn't expect it to become like this." He looked up at Gotham and asked, "Did you know it would become like this?"

"It was a complete accident." Gotham said truthfully.

Metropolis narrowed its eyes: "But why didn't you call me when Arkham was born? My characteristic is 'tolerance', which represents life, and I can help you."

"I can handle it myself."

If it weren't for his unwillingness to damage the city in the shock, he wouldn't even need New York's help. Gotham firmly believed that he could handle the whole process by himself.

"No, you can't do it. Gotham didn't even have a big earthquake, it's unscientific. So, who did you call?" The little guy turned to face Gotham, kneeling on Gotham's lap , grabbed Gotham's shoulders with both hands, and almost poked his face directly into Gotham's face, "Be honest!"

This feels like Superman trying to play the bad cop, when he should be super fierce, but...

Anyway, it's not fierce at all.

Gotham, who was trying to pretend that he was really scared, hummed hard, and hugged the warm baby with both hands.

"It's New York. His 'authority' has a lot of backing to help me calm the earthquake."

Metropolis guessed the reason in a second, and the little guy threw himself into Gotham's arms in dejection, sighing: "You are such a stubborn guy."

Gotham didn't answer, and concentrated on holding Nuan Bao to his heart's content.

Tuanzi wobbled as if he wanted to get closer, but because of Gotham's intimidation, Arkham didn't dare to really lean over and let Metropolis lick him.

I can only shake it to make sense.

"What's wrong with him now?" Gotham was very dissatisfied.

Bruce was silent, and habitually rubbed his hands twice, thinking about it and decided to throw the pot away.

"Red Robin liked to pass the time by masturbating him before, maybe it's a habit, and his touch is actually quite good."

The Superman next to him lifted the petrification, leaned over and rubbed it twice curiously, and affirmed: "It feels really good."

So the Metropolis became even more curious.

So Gotham wanted to hit people even more.

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After writing it, I thought about it carefully

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