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The Hypothetical AU Meme: Take any one of the fandoms you know I write AND give me a type of AU (space opera AU, pirate AU, superhero AU, etc.) or a time period (Ancient Rome, Renaissance England, etc). I will then explain what story from that fandom I would write for that AU.

Date: 2008-04-02 03:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rocaw.livejournal.com
Dick during Prohibition?

Date: 2008-04-02 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seriousfic.livejournal.com
Dick Grayson was just another urchin on the streets of Gotham. Dodging cops and truant officers, running errands for the neighborhood kingpins, and once a year scraping by enough cash to buy a wreath for his parents' grave. It had to be at that graveyard that the guy started following him. It was two days later that the guy pulled him out of a gunfight between Al Capone's men and Sal Maroni's torpedoes. Dick had never seen anything like it. The guy in the black trenchcoat just waded in, rocking people to Sunday with lefts and rights. Bullets seemed to slide right past him. Still, Dick didn't think he could dodge a tommy gun. That's why he gave the mobster holding it a hotfoot.

After that, the guy took him out for a milkshake, then offered to drive him home. Dick explained warily that he didn't have a home. The guy seemed like a straight arrow; maybe he'd open his coinpurse for a sob story. Instead, the man offered him a ride to his place. He didn't seem like the queer type, so Dick agreed. If you'd hadda look at that car, you would've too.

The man, Bruce, turned out to be Bruce Wayne, private eye. The Commish of the police kept him on retainer for sorting out the problems that the cops couldn't touch. And mister big fancy-shoes private eye liked Dick's verve. He offered him a job.

Dick accepted. Sure, it was a steady paycheck, three square meals, a roof over his head, and a chance to take it to the bastard mobster who'd killed his parents. But more important, that gum-smacking, redhaired, prim 'n' proper secretary of Bruce's seemed to like him.

Of course, a good girl like the Commish's daughter would probably never go for a rough-and-tumble guy like him, 'specially when she could have any guy she wanted at the drop of a hat, but stranger things had happened at Oracle Investigations.

Date: 2008-04-02 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rocaw.livejournal.com
Wow. I loved that!! Thanx! =)

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