Batman Who Laughs Pfp Novels & Stories

"Oh, and I thought things were finally looking up for me, what with a falling star coming my way… I haven’t seen falling stars in ages. Of course it would turn out to be a falling man with a parachute instead." Kaan grins in amusement. "Was that what you were doing before I crashed into you? Thinking I was a falling star and making a wish?" I blush. "In my defence, I wasn't wearing my glasses, and you were twinkling! How was I supposed to know Batman was coming in like a wrecking ball instead?" He snorts, his smile widening into a grin, which soon turns into a chuckle. Before long, his infectious laughter spreads around us, and I can't help but join in, laughing along with him.

"Maybe you imagined him." Leo frowned. "No." "He smiled." "He has kind eyes." Martha laughed. "Perhaps he is a secret prince." Leo's eyes widened. "Really?" Martha laughed harder. "I'm joking." But Leo became excited. "What if he's Batman?" Martha almost choked. "Batman?" "He is rich." Martha burst into laughter. "How do you know?" "He looks rich." Both of them laughed. Behind the tree, Lucas covered his mouth. Trying not to laugh. Batman?

We talked about the good times and our hopes for the future and I was glad to share it with my family. “What did Batman say to Robin before he got into the car?” “I don’t even know why I bother to tell you to behave.” Shoran sighed and James laughed as he kissed her hand. “Get in the car, Robin!” James laughed loudly at his own joke and then we all joined him. He wasn’t really funny but his laughter was contagious. I leaned in closer to Adara, noticing that she wasn’t really herself. She pushed her food around in the hopes that it would look like she was eating. “Are you okay?”

"Oh guys, even I'm crying already, but Little Renata, I need to evaluate our hero." "Our, Vincent?" I turned my head and saw the smile on Vincent's face. "Oh, saving Flavian makes him our hero, because you know, Flavian is our hero, like the chief of the justice league." Vincent joked. "Are you saying he's Superman?" Breno laughed. "Actually he's more like Batman, the action guy, you know?! The eccentric millionaire." Vincent made us all laugh. "Oh, Vince, don't make me laugh, it hurts," Breno said and brought his hand to his chest.

I smiled brightly at him and he didn't even know where he returned the smile from me. Damn! This man is too cute and it's annoying that Lex seemed to get the same trait. “Is there anything you're not telling me concerning Felix Luna?” Raven asked, looking serious and she ignored him and pushed the phone at his face. “Look, it has the highest reaction!” I grinned at him and I promised to take another photo of him again. If this would be the only fun I can have on social media, then so be it. Raven would cover my profile instead.

The pain came rushing back. Trust wasn't something you rebuilt overnight. Even when love was involved. Maybe especially when love was involved. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Damien. My heart immediately betrayed me. Again. Damien: Lunch? Public place. Just food. I stared at the message, then stared some more, then locked my phone. Sofia watched me. "What did billionaire Batman want?" I snorted. "Billionaire Batman?" "He broods constantly. The comparison is valid,” she explained.

An acceptance for myself than a reply to him. "Am I fat, pretty and smart too?" I look to my left, at the source of the voice. Another small boy. This one not above six years old . He have chocolate smeared on his face "Of course Batman. You're very pretty and smart" Who I'll assume is his mom reassure. Cleaning his mouth "I'm fat, pretty and smart" A female voice say. Stepping forward. Standing between the boy and I. She's plus size. Not quite as big as me.

“Papi, Spaghetti doesn’t wanna be held! He kicked me like a ninja!” I shut my laptop, leaned back, and tried not to smile. “Papiiiiii! Mama Mozzy stole my ball! Call the police! Or Batman!” Zane’s laugh floated up from the living room. “Ash, Batman doesn’t work on Sundays. He’s at the spa.” “What about Superman?” “He’s freelancing now. Not reliable. We should call Spiderman.” “He hates cats, Papi!” “Touché.” I closed my eyes for a second. God. My family was ridiculous. Even the stray cats had their own political alliances now.

November laughed, “I don’t know why I’m laughing. That is so funny but at the same time, it isn’t. Should I start calling you Bruce Wayne?” “I prefer Batman.” “You’re just that kind of guy huh.” She teased. “I’m just that kind of guy.” Leonidas agreed well naturedly. November giggled and she barely giggles she realized. Leonidas wrapped an arm around her and squeezed her close to him. They stopped in front of the Cinema house and stared at the on showing movies. “What about that?” Leonidas pointed at one move poster. November winced. Really. The Howling? “Isn’t that an old movie?”