Pairings/Characters (this chapter): Dick/Roy, Clark/Bruce, Linda/Barbara, Zatanna, Ollie/Dinah, Marla, Barry Allen, Steve/Diana (Also, see Author’s Note below)
Rating (this chapter): PG-13
General Summary: Zatanna hosts a Halloween Ball in order for the superhero and magickal communities to learn more about each other in a relaxed setting.
Summary: Salem knows how to celebrate Halloween as the superhero/magickal communities gather at Zatanna's house.
Date Of Completion: October 8, 2007
Date Of Posting: October 21, 2007
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1218
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Written for the 2007 Fic/Art DCU Halloween Challenge run by me! :)
This story will feature many pairings (even threesomes!) but two of the primary pairings are Clark/Bruce and Dick/Roy, and the early chapters are pre-slash.
Challenge Prompts: I used so many they are too long to list, but I’ll list my Special Prompt: Love Potion! ;)
All chapters can be found here.
MARVELOUS, MAGICAL NIGHT
Crisp winds blew, little arcs of leaves swirling in tiny eddies as they skittered down the street. Darkness was falling, little knots of costumed children going from house-to-house.
The full moon silvered the street, creating light and shadow. It was quiet except for the sounds of the scattered leaves, silken robes and costumes whispering on the sidewalk, and the muffled laughter of the children.Closer to downtown, crowds teemed on the streets of Salem, raucous and celebratory as musicians played and restaurants and pubs overflowed with people. Lights were strung on ships in the harbor, winking and reflecting off the water.
Dick, Barbara and Bruce walked a short distance to Zatanna’s house, passing houses where people were seated around dining room tables for a feast or were mingling at parties. Many houses were decorated, Witches and Jack O’Lanterns and fake cobwebs and skeletons draped over porches and doors and windows. Candles glowed in the carved pumpkins, and at 668 Maple Avenue, small candlelit Jack O’Lanterns lined the sidewalk that reached to the veranda, a black Witch cut-out flying on the door, giant pumpkins flanking the entryway. Every window held glowing Jack O’Lanterns, and a string of tiny pumpkin lights framed the front door. A broom was set next to one of the pumpkins, and a black cat lazily twitched its tail, yellow eyes watching each new arrival.
Dick was excited about this party. Despite coaxing and cajoling Bruce to come, he knew it was the right thing to do. Bruce needed to make magical connections as much as anyone in the superhero community.
“But I know Jason Blood,” he’d protested.
“You need to know more than him.”
Dick didn’t quite trust Jason Blood. He shared that mistrust with Clark. Maybe they could learn some things at this party, too. Or at least make a start.
Most of all, he wanted to have fun. The Arrows were coming, and there was one Arrow in particular he wanted to see.
Bruce used the brass knocker that was shaped like a bat, Dick giggling as his mentor rolled his eyes behind his mask. Barbara grinned, too.
The door opened, and for a second, no one was there.
Then Zatanna appeared and smiled. “Ah, welcome, welcome!”
“Welcome, Wanda! Or should I say, the Scarlet Witch?”
Zatanna preened as she posed in her classic red costume. “Thank you. Come in and enjoy.”
Dick was fascinated to see how Zatanna had set up her house: candles floated to give a spooky illumination, and the walls were draped in black, paintings of historical scenes interesting…and moving! Dick laughed, and a dark-garbed Snape frowned at him as he glided past.
“We should go check out the food.”
“No wonder Alfred says he can’t keep the kitchen stocked.”
Dick laughed again and put an arm around Bruce, guiding him to the buffet table as Barbara followed
The buffet was impressive: there were finger rolls of turkey, chicken salad, and tuna; garden and pasta salads; bubbling stews and soups: beef stew, vegetable soup, pumpkin soup; fresh vegetables and fruits; pumpkin, cranberry, and zucchini breads; small chocolates, pies of pumpkin, apple, and squash; pumpkin pudding in small crystal bowls with a dollop of whipped cream and shavings of chocolate and pumpkin on top.
The drinks were interesting: cauldrons bubbled with cranberry-flavored punch, pumpkin juice, and a pink, sparkly drink that Dick had no clue about. There was also a cauldron of aromatic mead from a recipe taken from the Dark Ages, according to a cheerful Minerva McGonagall, her Witch’s hat slightly bent as she scooped up a goblet of the drink.
Dick was intrigued by the intricately-carved golden goblets for the guests’ use. Encrusted with sapphires, rubies, emeralds, and topazes, they were a little heavy but still easy to handle. There were larger bowls of the same design for the soup, and golden plates for the solid foods.
“Wow, I like the silverware at a Witches’ party. Or maybe it’s goldenware?” asked Barbara in amusement.
Dick grinned at her and said, “Shall we sample?”
& & & & & &
Zatanna was quite pleased as she watched Snape and McGonagall and Hermione and Ron and Harry mingle with Captain America and Iron Man, Hawkeye and She-Hulk, the Invisible Woman talking with Hellcat, Daredevil speaking with the Human Torch, and Quicksilver running around as Hagrid chuckled. Mr. Fantastic reached out and snagged the Black Widow, who smiled and allowed herself to be drawn into conversation. There were many other Marvel comics heroes and Harry Potter characters enjoying the party, and so far, so good.
Zatanna turned. “Hey, Marla!” She approved of her friend’s Tonks costume. “Did you come with Remus?”
Marla laughed. “He’s around here somewhere. Probably off with Sirius.” Her eyes twinkled.
Zatanna edged closer. “Used the potion yet?”
Marla winked. “Soon, my friend, soon.”
“Hey, Wanda!” said Quicksilver as he sped up to her. “Great party!”
Everyone wore a mask, even those people wearing costumes that ordinarily didn’t require one. The green-skinned She-Hulk was wearing a glittering green mask as she attracted attention with her skimpy costume. Zatanna had helped her transform to green skin and hair for the night. She-Hulk saw her and walked over.
“Thanks for the help, Zee.”
“Always glad to be of service, Diana.”
Diana’s eyes twinkled as she flexed emerald muscles. “Do you think that I’m as seductive as an Orion slave girl?”
Zatanna grinned. “Would you like to do the dance from Star Trek?”
“Maybe after I’ve had enough mead.”
Both women laughed.
“So, I see you brought the God of Thunder as your escort.”
Diana laughed. “Yes, the blond hair clinched it, and Steve as a god? I told him not to get a swelled head about it.”
Zatanna laughed. “Oh, the Hulk is here and says he wants a dance.”
“Hmm, green, able to change body mass and type? I’ll keep an eye out for him.”
Over in the corner, Sue Storm was chatting happily with Patsy Walker, Hellcat.
“How did you get Bruce to come to this party?”
“Oh, Dick did most of the work, though I’m sure Alfred did his share.” Barbara sipped her pumpkin juice. “Though I have to say, I think that Captain America’s presence might have tipped the scales.”
Linda glanced over at another corner of the room with amusement as Captain America and Iron Man were animatedly in deep discussion.
Barbara leaned close to Linda. “I hope those two finally get together.”
“Don’t worry, if they don’t soon, I have a plan.”
Linda nodded. “Clark’s already besotted, but Bruce will be stubborn.”
“Well, if you need help, call on us.”
“Call on us for what?” asked a new voice.
Linda looked at the newcomer and smiled. “Getting Clark and Bruce together.”
“Ah.” Daredevil grinned. “I’m all for that.”
“Me, too,” said Johnny Storm, the Human Torch.
Linda giggled. Leave it to Dick and Roy to be in on this!
“Why are you interested, Roy?” Linda asked.
“Hey, my mentor’s already got Dinah and Hal. Dick’s mentor has no one.”
“Where is Ollie, anyway?” Dick asked.
The Silver Surfer flew by with Hawkeye right behind him on his surfboard.
“Oh, there go Hal and Ollie now.”
Linda and Barbara burst out laughing.