The Justice League Go to Six Flags
Summary: It cost roughly 100,000 dollars to rent out the Six Flags Gotham Adventure amusement park for an hour. Luckily for you, you were best friends with a billionaire who, with enough prodding and persuasion, was willing to shell out a million dollars to rent out the park. Several texts, calls, and emails later, you were set and ready to go to Six Flags with Bruce Wayne and the rest of your Justice League friends.
Author’s Note: I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up, so I want to preface this by saying this fic is heavily Bruce Wayne centered. I wrote most of it last summer on my own trip to Six Flags (those lines were brutal and I needed something to do) and finally got around to finishing it this year. The other Justice League members do make appearances, but again, Bruce focused.
It cost roughly 100,000 dollars to rent out the Six Flags Gotham Adventure amusement park for an hour. Luckily for you, you were best friends with a billionaire who, with enough prodding and persuasion, was willing to shell out a million dollars to rent out the park.
To make the expense worth it, the trip was marked down as a Wayne Enterprise company event. Wayne employee’s and their families were offered free entry, so while it wouldn’t be just the two of you, it would still be empty enough that you wouldn’t have to wait an hour in line for a minute of fun.
To make things even more interesting you had invited close members of the Justice League to join your trip.
It was decided that all of you would stay together and follow a strict plan, courtesy of your brooding leader, to avoid too much crossover with other guests and so that you all could ride everything without having to do too much backtracking.
On rides, Bruce sits at the front since that’s where you sit, and you both want to sit together.
Bruce wears light shorts with a dark shirt and sunglasses. He seems grumpy, as having fun isn’t something he does often, but he’s actually glad he gets to spend some time with you outside of crime fighting and work.
When you compliment his sunglasses and ask to wear them, he blinks once before responding with a nonchalant, “I’ll buy you a pair.” You tell him not to do that and that you just want to wear his. He rolls his eyes, but being the simp that he is, he complies.
You can’t help but smile at how easily he goes along with your plans. He trusts you, and you appreciate that and promise yourself you’ll never take it for granted.
Before putting on the sunglasses, you find yourself staring into his blue eyes, taking in the bright blues that look so tired for someone so young. He’s beautiful.
Bruce doesn’t comment on your staring until you start lifting the sunglasses up and off your eyes (defeating its purpose, he might add) to look at him as you walk. You comment on how nice his eyes are before finally handing his sunglasses back and getting on the next ride. Bruce keeps the sunglasses off the rest of the day.
Clark will remind you to stay hydrated, while passing you your water bottle at regular intervals, and carry your things like the good little boy scout he is.
You smile and thank him every time, which is starting to bother Bruce, as he’s the one who wants you to look at him with those bright eyes and dorky grin.
He watches Clark intensely and times it so he hands you your water bottle right before Clark can hand it to you. Clark is surprised but catches on quickly to what just happened and smirks with satisfaction—the little shit.
You thank Bruce, thinking nothing much of the gesture, and your smile warms him to his core. Even the summer sun doesn’t seem to compare to this kind of warmth… weird.
The longer you’re there the more comfortable you get and the closer you and Bruce seem to stand.
When you’re not chatting with the others about the rides you’ve just been on and what you liked about them, you’re standing next to Bruce asking him questions and checking in. He doesn’t do a lot of smiling and on the rides he barely reacts.
The others wonder if he’s even having a good time, but you’ve known Bruce long enough and well enough to pick up on the small smiles he tries to disguise when Barry or J’onn let out loud shrieks and screams on fast drops and his quite gasps when a drop takes him by surprise, or a sharp turn brings the two of you closer together.
You also do verbal check-ins, just in case. And because you love and respect Bruce, and truly want him to enjoy himself. He’s grateful and reassures you that he’s having fun.
Your fingers brush as you speak, warmth flooding with each small touch. It’s hard to take in after a while, and to keep from embarrassing yourself by giving into his touch, you turn away. You look around and pretend to just be admiring the view, but none of it really compares to Bruce. Your fingers brush a few more times, but neither of you do anything about it.
The great thing about being friends with a bunch of superheroes with inhuman abilities is that they’re all pretty good at carnival games.
Bruce suggested saving it for later in the day, so you all aren’t carrying things, and so right after lunch your group takes a break from the rides to try out the stalls.
Clark wins a few large things and plans on giving them to Lois while keeping a few for himself.
You’re pretty sure Hal and Zatanna are cheating and using their powers, but you can’t exactly call them out on it, so whatever, stick it to the man!
Billy, as Shazam, gets into an argument with the age guesser when he tells them he’s 14; “There is no way–” “I had an early growths spurt” “That’s ridiculous, just look at you” “You lost, dude, just give me my voucher.” In the end, he gets his food voucher for a free deep-dish pizza because “only a child could prattle on this much.” He and Diana have to be steered away from the high striker, strength tester game, as Clark and Bruce don’t really think a $2 foam hammer is worth possibly destroying the game because both refuse to hold back.
You, J’onn, and Barry eat way more cotton candy and junk food than should be humanly possible, but that’s part of the fun. The others place bets on who’ll be the first to vomit on a ride, and fortunately, it isn’t you!
You try your hand at a few things and end up winning a small bunny rabbit. You gift it to Bruce, which he takes with an eye roll and a thank you. You all bully Bruce into playing the balloon popper game and the horse race. He wins both games and is very pleased with himself.
Before heading out to try more rides, you all are able to put your new prizes away.
As it gets later, and your feet tire out, you take to leaning into Bruce’s side.
The two of you are friends, so of course it’s fine. It doesn’t have to be romantic. And no, Clark, shut up, (Y/N) is tired and I’m just letting them conserve some energy–leave us alone.
Bruce lets the others walk ahead of you, so that the two of you have fewer prying eyes, but the damage is done. The others know Bruce has a soft spot for you, but hell, they’ve always kind of known.
To make things more comfortable, Bruce wraps an arm around your waist, and you do the same to him as you share a dippin’ dots ice cream. One cup, two spoons. A few other people spot you, but all have the sense to mind their business and enjoy the day.
There are several Batman themed rides, this is Gotham after all, and the others tease Bruce about it. There is also a Joker ride, and Bruce entertains you and rides it. It’s surprisingly decent.
You all take group pictures next to the Hall of Justice ride and everyone buys merch from the shop.
Some, like Barry, buy a bit of everything; a Superman cape, a Flash mug, Wonder Woman keychain. Others, like Bruce, are more selective, buying mainly their own merchandise. Bruce also insists on buying you things and the two of you get matching mugs and hats.
This shopping trip comes later in the day, so you also notice most of the Batman merchandise is sold out. Bruce is VERY smug and happy about this. He casually points it out to Clark while brushing past him.
You all joke about how none of you are getting royalties on the merchandise and attractions using your face and brand. Barry jokes about being broke and Bruce offers to sue. Everyone thinks it’s a joke and laughs except Bruce who was very serious.
You all HAVE to take pictures on the water log ride. It’s a classic and a must.
Bruce buys all the pictures and for some rides you insist on riding them again so you can get a better picture. You refuse to let him keep any where you look like a complete goofball, frazzled and mouth open.
The two of you toss up peace signs for a few and for The Dark Knight ride you give Bruce bat ears. He does manage to save one picture where you look shocked and goofy. You were too busy chatting with the others to notice him picking up the information slip to print the pictures later.
The Goliath is the last ride of the night.
You’ve never been on it and honestly, it’s a little intimidating. On the rides you’re at fate’s mercy, and while you could trust machines with a lot, as Victor repeatedly reassured you all, the Goliath was known for breaking down often. You steeled yourself and allowed your excitement and desire for risk to outweigh your fear.
While waiting to leave the station you chatted with Bruce. He saw the worry in your eyes and kept talking until you felt yourself relaxing. The climb to the first drop had your stomach in knots. You had been looking for something to set your hairs on end, but now that it was here the dread and excitement blended into a need for reassurance. Bruce held out his hand and you looked at him a moment, unsure if this was happening. As the ride began to drop you had no time to think further and took his hand.
Your screams mingled with that of the other riders. There was so little support on the ride. All that kept you from falling out was a seatbelt across your lap and a bar that pressed against your lap and ankles. Your head and upper back were free to the elements. One hand grasped the bar across your lap and the other held tightly to Bruce’s. At one point, he had to adjust your hold to keep his own hand from flying up involuntarily.
After the first drop and first flip upside down, you felt like you had a good grip on the situation. Your screams turned to smiles and loud, anxious laughter as your cart continued to flip and drop at high speeds. When the ride came to an end you brushed back the few tears that sat at the corner of your eyes from the wind and slight panic. Your leg jittered, but the smile on your face and small nod you gave Bruce at his silent appraisal reassured him that you were alright. The two of you didn’t let go of each other’s hand until you had fully pulled into the station. Huh…
At the end of the night, you spot a large Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman plush strung up over a balloon popping game.
Bruce sees how your eyes linger and your pace slows. He guides you to the game, the others walking ahead to check out a few more things, and hands over the five dollars to play. Bruce nails every shot and picks the Batman plush bear. He hands it to you, and you can’t help but tease him.
“Aw, I wanted Wonder Woman.” You smile before pulling Bruce into a one-armed hug. The bear blocks the two of you out from the rest of the world and after facing every ride, some of which two or three times over, you figured you had enough courage to act on your feelings just this once.
You place a chaste kiss on Bruce's cheek. He flushes and stumbles over his words. When words fail, he takes your hand to hold then places a soft kiss to your own cheek, lingering for a moment, before heading off with you.
Bruce Wayne: Front if you ask him to sit with you but would choose the back if on his own. It’s a strategic position; he can see everyone ahead of him and he has more time to prepare for what’s coming, even if it is only by a handful of seconds.
Clark Kent: Having Superman on a ride can be terrifying because if he ever wanted to physically stop himself from moving, he could and if he was in front he’d take everyone else out like that train scene in Invincible. At least if he was in the back, stopping wouldn’t cause the other carts to crash into each other, so I’d place him there.
Diana Prince: Middle, but closer to the back. She doesn’t mind roller coasters and the back is usually shakier, which she likes. She’d also partner up with Clark for two person rides.
Hal Jordan: You have to fight him and Barry for first row on two person rides. Bruce says it doesn’t matter because you guys can just ride it again, but if it doesn’t matter then why don’t you sit in the second row, Bruce? He was a pilot and flying around is kind of his thing, so he cheers as rides go up, as you fall, and flip, and hit sharp turns. He’s here for it all.
Barry Allen: Has a need for speed. As the fastest man alive he enjoys going fast on rides, even if he can go faster. He likes feeling sharp turns and flips and his senses are great at picking up what’s next. He also likes rides that give him a nice view of the park because he finds that he can enjoy the view for longer. He likes to sit at the front and he’s a screamer.
J’onn J’onzz: Solid middle seat and he’s a screamer. He’s unfamiliar with roller coasters and amusement parks, but he’s certainly amused.
Victor Stone: He’s a little unsure about the rides as he’s pretty big and not entirely light. If he can ride, he’d sit in the middle. He prefers rides where he doesn’t have to leave the ground, so tea cups, go-karts, and bumper carts are his top choices. He demolishes you all at bumper carts. Go-karts is the most competitive game of the day, and you, him, Billy, and Billy’s siblings are menaces on the track.
Zatanna Zatara: solid middle seat but likes to be on the outside seat. Will let out excited shouts.
Arthur Curry: Not a big fan of roller coasters and prefers seats in the middle.
Oliver Queen: Queen Industries will never have what Wayne Enterprise has. He can’t beat this company trip, but he will be taking notes. Sits near the front.
Dinah Lance: Sits near the back, or with Oliver near the front, and has a blast. She’ll put her hands up and smile for the cameras.
Billy Batson: Loves the rides, but as Shazam he runs into issues of being too big for some of the rides. He can’t exactly transform in the middle of the park without drawing attention, so he ends up being the first of the group to leave, claiming to be busy with adult stuff, then joined his siblings who got passes as Shazam’s guest. The kids do their own thing at the park after Shazam rides with the JL for a little.
