A meow and a dog

Small theater (to make up the word count/pseudo):

Superman picked up the little black Batman, worried that he might be pushing too hard.

The little black Batman struggled, but when he found that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape from the palm of Carl, the big devil, bastard, Al, he hugged his chest in the air angrily, with a look on his face: I won't play with you The facial expression - of course, it may also be Batman's special deterrent facial expression, but it is not very useful after shrinking the figure.

Superman frantically looked for the legendary magnifying glass, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it.In the end, Green Lantern took the ring and changed it, poking it under Superman's eyes.Not without jealousy, he flicked the green ball floating around him—the night owl was shrunk and restless inside.

"Why is Batman so obedient with you..." Green Lantern sighed, and glanced at the one in Flash's hand next to him.

Superman gave up his life for righteousness: "I think I'm more unlucky."

The Flash shrugged: "Who made our world closer to you?"

Blue Batman nodded grinningly in The Flash's palm.

Green Lantern has a "kill you with eyes" sticker on his face, and then he has a Batarang stuck in his hair - about five millimeters in size.

The Martian Manhunter quickly turned his hands into a cage and put Gray Batman inside.

(Strikethrough) Then tried to cover up the past: "Hehe, look at your hair with black things, hehehe". (strikethrough)

Shane nodded to Green Lantern: "Sorry."

Green Lantern turned his head depressed, staring at Ye Xiao as if he wanted to eat him.

——Ye Xiao shivered unobtrusively, naturally and subtly, implicitly, and silently.

Can I change the line with you for the black one, errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr;

"Where's the real Batman?!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Batman said to Superman again with a cold face.Unexpectedly, in the next second, Batman was thrown against the wall of the interrogation room, and severe pain spread to his spine.

"Where's the real Batman?!" Superman asked again, his face contorted for some reason and looking mean.

"..." Batman stared at Superman silently, since 3 minutes ago, he was given a green light—or should I say a yellow light? ——Xia and Hawkgirl were taken away, and after seeing another Superman, the development of things began to become as strange as his "I'm having a nightmare" self-talk.

Batman on the Hunt, Superman on the Rage

What happened in this world?

"You want to ask what happened here?" Superman seemed to understand the reason for Batman's silence, and the sarcasm began to gather in his eyes, "It's very simple, you should ask your clown, ask him how he hurt My wife and children and my city!"

Superman's penetrating eyes fell on Batman. For the first time, Batman felt like being stared at by wild beasts. The pain of tearing flesh and blood faded away.But Batman knew that it was because his spirit was too nervous.

"He's crazy. Lois..." Superman whispered, as if trapped in some painful and distant memory, and seemed to be moaning softly in pain as he fell to the side. Batman doesn't seem to care.But when Batman began to carefully support his body, Superman immediately began to walk in a hurry like a clock with batteries installed.But strangely, he doesn't seem to have any intention of continuing to torture Batman.

He squatted in front of Batman, and a look of interest slowly emerged in his eyes that did not match the current situation. He stretched out a hand and turned Batman's head to see his slumped hair. White lips, gesticulating something in front of Batman's face with his other hand, "...perfect," he finally said, in that Superman voice that a small-town boy Clark would never use , "...yet stupid."

Superman let go of the hand holding Batman's jaw - which made Batman secretly relieved, stood up and walked to the table next to the interrogation room, with a curiosity that was completely inappropriate for the ruler of this world Study the black hood and armguards.

"What, didn't he show you this?" Batman said, not surprised to find that his voice was so hoarse that he didn't need to lower it any more.

Superman glanced back at him, but answered irrelevantly: "...Did you know that there is Robin in this world?"

Oh, superhuman refusal to answer.Batman thought, and made the "frown" action almost without hesitation, but Superman reminded him at this time, besides relaxing his vigilance and letting him be hit, so as to obediently say the news Superman wanted, would he still Any other good intentions?

"The Robin who resisted me was killed." Sure enough, Batman tried to maintain a calmness on the surface that was completely different from his heart, and told himself: This is not your Robin! "But guess who killed Dick Grayson?"

"..."

"You can't guess?" Superman said to Batman who stood up, with something that couldn't be called "goodwill" in his tone, "Then let me tell you, it's Damian Wayne."

Batman and Bruce froze in place, feeling a sharp knife stab into his heart, chopping off something he couldn't see.Spikes called anger or disappointment climbed up his eyes densely, easily making the blue choppy.

"If you will tell me what you know, I can let you kill him."

Bruce felt that his throat was dry and he couldn't speak a word, as if a fishbone called Superman got stuck there or suddenly lost his language function.

He opened his mouth, thinking he would easily succumb to Superman's temptation, eager to tell him what he knew - even if he didn't know it - and go kiss Damian himself.But he heard his calm and almost cold voice sounding around - Superman must have heard it: "This is not the area I guard."

Perfect reason.During the short silence, Batman suddenly remembered what he and Superman said when they were arguing about an event in a parallel world, "That's the area I guard."

How funny, that's the difference between Batman and Superman.Batman thought as he ignored the pain that seemed to have gone numb and the darkness that was coming again, almost letting himself ignore the unnatural sense of unease at being alone.

Even if it starts to eat away at his will, declare to him: You are alone.

Maybe it's like another one he's been through.

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me the reason for the small theater, because I don't know (hey!)......As for the reason why all the bats are getting smaller, how does I know hehehe (hey!)......

Hohohoho, even though I haven't finished a single article now, I still got a column! (proud)

Volume [-]: Anyone Can Be Batman: A History of Batdom (The Long of the Short)