Kat, DCU/Discworld crossover
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jamjarRequest was a Discworld/Batfamily crossover.
"Oh dearie, dearie me," Granny said, rather like a sniper putting together his rifle. "Lawks." The snikt of the telescopic lens going on. "Of course, we’re just poor, backwards old ladies. No use at all. Lawks a'mercy."
It was actually pretty impressive, the way Batman managed to project his expressions through the mask and shadows. His eyes narrowed and his body grew very still.
Nanny Ogg sighed, sat down on a convenient bit of gargoyle, took off her hat and looked through her hat for the spare sandwich she kept there in case o emergencies. "Want some?" she said, looking at the nice young man next to her. "Looks like it might be a while before your man blinks."
Nightwing blinked and took the sandwich tentatively. "Uh, thanks. What's in it?"
"Special pickle sauce." Nanny leaned back, ostensibly to keep an eye on Granny and the Man in Black, but really so she could leer discretely at Nightwing's costume. "Good for what ails me."
end.
Omake!
"Dressing all in black!" Granny Weatherwax sniffed. "I can't be having with it."
"Could do with more people dressed like that," Nanny said cheerfully. "Course, there's not many in Lancre that can fill'em like that. Did you see that other one?"
"Yes, and I saw what you did to him, Gytha Ogg, may you be forgiven."
Nanny Ogg grinned. "Valuable life experience. Just a shame the butler confiscated my chutney before it could do any good."
"Oh dearie, dearie me," Granny said, rather like a sniper putting together his rifle. "Lawks." The snikt of the telescopic lens going on. "Of course, we’re just poor, backwards old ladies. No use at all. Lawks a'mercy."
It was actually pretty impressive, the way Batman managed to project his expressions through the mask and shadows. His eyes narrowed and his body grew very still.
Nanny Ogg sighed, sat down on a convenient bit of gargoyle, took off her hat and looked through her hat for the spare sandwich she kept there in case o emergencies. "Want some?" she said, looking at the nice young man next to her. "Looks like it might be a while before your man blinks."
Nightwing blinked and took the sandwich tentatively. "Uh, thanks. What's in it?"
"Special pickle sauce." Nanny leaned back, ostensibly to keep an eye on Granny and the Man in Black, but really so she could leer discretely at Nightwing's costume. "Good for what ails me."
end.
Omake!
"Dressing all in black!" Granny Weatherwax sniffed. "I can't be having with it."
"Could do with more people dressed like that," Nanny said cheerfully. "Course, there's not many in Lancre that can fill'em like that. Did you see that other one?"
"Yes, and I saw what you did to him, Gytha Ogg, may you be forgiven."
Nanny Ogg grinned. "Valuable life experience. Just a shame the butler confiscated my chutney before it could do any good."
