The corner of Apocalypse and Thunderbird- Saturday afternoon

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Kitty had had enough of the glitter. She'd stopped in at Caritas during the morning to get some stuff done in the office, and when she left she had a hood pulled tight around her head and was trying to escape glitter-free. Those hopes were dashed pretty much as soon as she stepped outside, though, and now there was glitter all over her shoes and jeans because it was accumulating...

And that was the point where Kitty said screw it, and started making a little pile of glitterballs that. Because if you were going to have a glizzard, you might as well have a glitterball fight in it.


[Open! YOU WANT TO HAVE A GLITTERBALL FIGHT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.]

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It was probably tough to tell who was more miserable in the glitter, Bruce or Ace. Ace was constantly growling at the glitter, but Bruce was just glaring at it.

The fact that they were on a walk was an unfortunate necessity of being a dog and dog owner. "Don't throw anything," Bruce warned as they rounded the corner near Kitty.

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Kitty sighed. "It's not like you can get much more covered in glitter," she pointed out.

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"Not much," Bruce said. "But that would be too much."

With Bruce stopped, Ace sniffed at some of the glitter on the ground. He was unimpressed.

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"You are missing out on some real fun here," Kitty said. "Guess this means I shouldn't ask to pet your dog since my hands are glitterfied."

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Ace glared at Kitty. He did not want more glitter on him at all.

"You probably shouldn't pet him, but that's because he doesn't like it," Bruce said with a smirk. "He doesn't really like people at all."

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"That's too bad. He's cute," Kitty said.

Yes, cute even with the glare.

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"I can't argue with that," Bruce said, receiving a glare from Ace for that. "But he is who he is."

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"Dogs usually are," she said. "I'm Kitty by the way, hi."

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"I know," Bruce said. "Bruce Wayne. We've met, several decades in my past."

He kind of enjoyed being able to do that to people.

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Aside from some raised eyebrows... Kitty had seen this before. Like, she used to babysit Cable.

"Hey," she said, rallying. "So... how've you been?"

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"Aging," Bruce deadpanned.

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"Technically we all are," Kitty countered. "Got hit with the time wonkiness after you left, huh?"

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"My world has moved out of sync with Fandom a few times," Bruce said. "I went to school here and graduated in 2012. In 2014 I was in my 30s. I would have preferred getting back here at least a few years later than now."

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"Sorry we make things difficult," Kitty said. "Must be an adjustment."

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"I've always been good at adjustments," Bruce said with the utmost confidence. "But this time I figured I could use a companion at least as surly as I can be." He pet Ace on the head. Ace was okay with this. Barely.

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"What's his name?" She still thought your dog was cute, Bruce.

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"Ace," Bruce said. And Ace started sniffing at the glitter again. IT WAS SO SUSPICIOUS.

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"He obviously knows a threat when he sees one," she said seriously.

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"He's never seen glitter fall from the sky before. He's suspicious," Bruce noted.

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"And it's Fandom. I'd bet there's some possibility it's also sentient glitter and we'll figure that part out tomorrow." So jaded, this one.

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"If it were, he'd already be barking at it," Bruce noted. "The fact that he's still just sniffing at it is a good sign."

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"He'd know if it was sentient glitter?" she asked. "Sorry, that was just a great sentence I just got to say in real life."

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"It's amazing how often similar situations come up in Gotham City," Bruce said.

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"Please tell me you didn't decide to get away somewhere normal and then come back here," Kitty said.

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"I wouldn't know what to do if I lived somewhere normal," Bruce said. "Here we get this. In Gotham we have biker gangs dressed like clowns, and occasional monsters who have been genetically spliced."

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"...I'd stick with the glitter," Kitty said. "Clown gangs, eek."

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Bob saw what she was doing and chuckled. "That looks evil."

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"Okay, when you see what I'm up to- and when you're a ghost- it kinda ruins the surprise of glitterbombing you," Kitty said.

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"Feel free to throw them anyway," Bob offered. "Personally, I'd be delighted if one hit, all things considered." He smirked. "And I'm perfectly willing to make myself an accomplice. Lure people in? Distract them?"

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"I was just gonna wait till they came around the corner," Kitty shrugged. "Not sure how many people will actually be out in this, though."

Because if snow on your eyelashes was annoying, glitter...

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"I've seen a few, but not many. I don't know why; it seems like a lot of fun!" Said the man who'd never had a chance to encounter tangible glitter.

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"Well, it's the herpes of the craft world," Kitty explained. "You get this on you, it might be there for the rest of your life."

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"Really?" Bob eyed it curiously. He held out a hand, trying to analyse the glitter as it fell through his palm. He shrugged, not getting much. "Well, that should make class interesting."

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"Or at least it'll make it sparklier," Kitty nodded.

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"I could cover defending yourself in the face of distractions," Bob mused. "Pity I can't take a picture."