Angels in the Arkham Asylum: Chapter 2Watching Dean in the Batcave was like watching a child in a candy store. And it took several hours for him to feel satisfied enough with his exploration to both Sam and Alfred's dismay.
Castiel returned from his search, "I've located the Joker. He's in a warehouse at this address."
Sam took a slip of paper from Cas and smiled, "Finally!"
Alfred sighed with relief, putting down a tray of lemonade, "And don't let that brother of yours crash the Batmobile!"
"We'll try not to," Sam laughed nervously. "Dean! Hurry up! If we don't leave now, he might get away!"
"Quit your whinin', Sam. How do I look?"
Sam glanced at his brother and gave a sharp answer: "Like a kid in a Halloween costume."
Castiel only blushed, as he looked Dean up and down in the tight black muscle-suit he wore. Dean would never know it, but Cas had always had a bit of a wing fetish, so he thought that the costume's cape was a nice touch.
"I believe it fits him well."
Dean grinned, "See? Cas has eyes, Sam. Maybe you need gla
Angels in the Arkham Asylum: Chapter 1Pairings: Don't really wanna spoil anything! So I'm just gonna say that there's both F/M and M/M pairings in this work.
Dean frowned, "You sure he's Batman?"
"Yes, everything checks out, Dean," Sam said, scribbling down notes into the little book he was carrying.
"But he doesn't sound half as gravelly as he should."
"That was just Christian Bale, Dean. If there really is an honest-to-goodness Batman, chances are he wouldn't sound like the actor."
"If he's Batman, then why'd he get arrested?"
The two hunters turned their heads to look at the Caped Crusader, sitting in the cell. According to the man, he was indeed Batman and this was Gotham City and, apparently, the Joker had somehow framed him for a robbery.
"You sure it's not just Gabe messing with us?" Dean said suspiciously.
Sam rolled his eyes, "What's your problem? I thought you get all hyped whenever you enter one of your fantasy worlds."
"… I am hyped! I just…" Dean looked down sadly.
"Batman's not sup