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ART FIGHT 2026, RECENT ATTACKS THAT I LIKE!

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*Undercover mission infiltration with Bruce and Hal*

Bruce : Hal, let's make out.

Hal : *Spits his drink*

Hal : What?! Are you sure???

Bruce : Yeah Hal I'm sure. That will give us a good alibi.

Hal under is breath : Thank God Clark dropped out and I took his place...

Bruce : What did you say?

Hal : Nothing! Come here let's make ourselves an alibi!

*He pulls Bruce towards him and they have a heavy make-out session. Who's getting a little carried away.*

Bruce : Alright. It's enough. People aren't paying attention to us anymore.

Hal giddy an drunk on kisses : Hunhun...

Bruce hiding his smile : Come on fly boy, we have a mission to finish before we can continue.

Hal : Hunhun...

Hal : Wait-

Hal : Did you say continue?

Hal : Spooky-

Hal : Where are you going?!

Hal : Bruce come back!

Hal : What did you mean by that!

Hal : Bruce!

*He run after him.*

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Be fr we all know who's the better kisser..............

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Bruce and Clark bodyswap au, in which they have to pretend that nothing is wrong until they can figure out to change them back to save face in front of their families and friends, continued from pt 1

Clark, in Bruce's body, painstakingly putting on bat-mascara and bat-eyeshadow all around his eyes: I cannot do this everyday, this is killing me

Tim: But you always say that this is the best part of your job?

Clark: I do?

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Diana, having suspected something was amiss, throwing the lasso on them: The lasso of truth compels you! Who are you really? Tell me this instant.

Bruce, in Clark's body, gesturing to Clark in Bruce's body: We are Bruce and Clark.

Diana:

Lasso:

Martian manhunter, who has long since read their minds but isn't a snitch: Yes. They are indeed Bruce and Clark.

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Clark, in Bruce's body, at the watchtower one morning, cheerfully, in an unnatural expression: Hello Hal!

Hal: Did you swap so much spit with your boyfriend that you ended up swapping personalities?

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Bruce, in Clark's body, frustrated at a case: Fuck.

Kon, who cusses 344543 times a day, immediately hugging jon, hands over his ears, betrayal shining in his eyes: W-what did you just say?

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The cultural shock it's hearing syllables f-u-c-k come out of Clark's vocal cords...

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(Clark walking into the Justic League conference room after hearing/reading some of Bruce's contingency plans)

Clark: "Do you seriously have a 'in case of betrayal, mind control, or evil clone' plan for a TEN year old??"

Bruce, unfazed: "Yes, which one?"

Clark: "Y-your kid?"

Bruce: "Which one?"

Clark: "The ten year old."

Bruce, thinking for a second: "Which one?"

Clark: "You're SON??"

Bruce, still unfazed: "Doesn't narrow it down."

Clark: "THE ONE BORN TEN YEARS AGO!??"

Bruce, purely just fucking with him at this point: "You think I keep track of those things?"

Clark: "YOU LITERALLY-"

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Who says B doesn't have a sense of humor???? This is abs HILARIOUS

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By some supernatural accident, Batman and Superman swap bodies. But the accident was just so embarassing that they collectively decided to NOT tell anyone about, and figure out how to reverse it all on their own. But, unfortunately, this means they now have to keep up this farce in front of their families

Clark, in Bruce's body, wiping some blood off his mouth and wincing at the 15 cracked ribs he now has: Guess I can bleed, huh

Dick, staring in disbelief after the patrol: YES OFCOURSE YOU CAN!? WHY THE HELL DID YOU THROW YOURSELF DIRECTLY ON TOP OF A GRENADE-

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Bruce, in Clark's body, squinting at the bright smallville sun at the Kent farm: This is way too much for 11 am

Jon, staring at his newly grumpy dad: I think batman is a bad influence on you, dad

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Clark in Bruce's body, staring at his reflection in the mirror: The shoulder to waist ratio is insane, such a grabbable waist

Poor Tim, who accidentally overheard this, getting ready to call Arkham: Uhuh it's definitely, insane

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Kon: And so I said, ofcourse, i would love the soup-er salad!

Bruce in Clark's body, deadpan expression on his face:

Kon: Get it? Soup-er salad?

Bruce: Yes

Kon, sad puppy expression: You always laugh at soup puns :(

Bruce, now with an Extremely Forced little smile: Yes it was very....funny

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Clark, in Bruce's body, rushing to hug a visibly bleeding Jason who walked into the cave after patrol: What happened?! Are you okay?

Jason, freezing up because the last time Bruce ran to hug him was, never:

Clark, immediately backing up, and speaking with a deliberately gruff voice: I mean. Is the blood yours? Son.

Jason:...no

Go to part 2

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