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Meanwhile,in the Batcave (supposedly)

Superman: Thought I made coffee for you, Bruce.

Batman : *stares at the screen* You're too late. Besides I prefer Alfred's.

Superman: (*mumbles* Well... You're welcome). So, long night, huh?

Batman : Mm.

Superman: Want a massage? You sound stressed.

Batman : No, thanks.

Superman: Oh, come on, Bruce. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Batman :No, and Flash, I don't want your coffee either.

Flash :*approaches* Wait..What..Who said..anything..about?!

Batman : Diabetes.

Flash :*shouts while backing away* This coffee isn't for you anyway!!!... I'm going back to the kitchen.

((Did I just write a fanfiction about a love triangle and a dissatisfied man?))

Description
Meanwhile,in the Batcave (supposedly)

Superman: Thought I made coffee for you, Bruce.

Batman : *stares at the screen* You're too late. Besides I prefer Alfred's.

Superman: (*mumbles* Well... You're welcome). So, long night, huh?

Batman : Mm.

Superman: Want a massage? You sound stressed.

Batman : No, thanks.

Superman: Oh, come on, Bruce. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Batman :No, and Flash, I don't want your coffee either.

Flash :*approaches* Wait..What..Who said..anything..about?!

Batman : Diabetes.

Flash :*shouts while backing away* This coffee isn't for you anyway!!!... I'm going back to the kitchen.

((Did I just write a fanfiction about a love triangle and a dissatisfied man?))