What if...Bart Broke The World?

So, here's that fanfiction about Bart I was talking about. A few years back, I did a similar story with my old obsession. So, the basic idea is the same, but the execution and stuff has been changed to fit Bart and the DC world. I hope you guys find it okay! This is part one of maybe 5 or 6 or 7.

What If...Bart Broke The World?

"I'm so bored!" Bart sighed. He was in his room, lying at the foot of his bed. He looked over at the pile of books on his desk and sighed again. "I hate doing homework! It's not like I can't do it! I just don't want to!" He ran downstairs and started to rummage through the fridge. A familiar voice cleared his throat. Bart gulped. "Busted."

"Taking another break Bart?" Jay asked. Bart nodded, smiling sheepishly. "When are you going to get your homework done?"

"Soon. It won't take me that long to do it." Bart said. Jay folded his arms and gave Bart what is commonly known as The Look. The Look, being the disapproving look that all adults give kids when they don't believe them, but don't want to say so out loud. Bart sighed again.

"Okay, it's three o clock in the afternoon. You've got until five o clock to do it."

"Two hours? No problem!"

"With the way you procrastinate, I think that won't be enough time." Jay said.

"Jay!"

"I'm kidding...sort of." Jay said. "Look Bart, just get the work done and then you can do whatever you want."

"I want to hang out with my friends. But they're all busy today." Bart said, sadly.

"Hmm. You want me to call...?"

"NO!"

"Okay!" Jay said, silently laughing to himself. "I don't see why you wouldn't want to hang with Wally."

"Wally's a grown up." Bart said, running back to his room.

"Ah." Jay said. "Very well handled Jay!"

Ten minutes later...

"There, done!" Bart said. "Ten minutes of my life I'll never get back." He looked around his room for things to do, and saw a pile of comic books on the floor. "Might as well read something interesting." He got through the comic quick enough, but he found something much more interesting at the back. "A What If Device?" Bart said, raising his eyebrow. "Read this incantation, and think of a what if. It will come true for five minutes. Once the five minutes are up, only you will remember what happened. See the results of what ifs such as 'What if I was rich?' and 'What if she liked me?'. These are stupid. I could think of much better what ifs...." Bart grinned mischievously, he knew what he was going to do for the rest of the afternoon. He grabbed the comic book and ran downstairs.

"Bart, have you finished your homework?" Jay asked. A pile of paper appeared on the table next to Jay. "Before you leave you might want to change out of your pyjamas." Jay smirked, and sipped his coffee.

"ThanksJayI'llbebacksoonjustgonnagohangaroundanddosomestuffshouldn'ttaketolong!" Bart said, as he changed from his pyjama bottoms and t-shirt, into a t-shirt and jeans. Bart ran to his first stop, Metropolis. "I wonder where I can find Superman..."

"Look! Up in the sky, it's Superman!" A random passer-by shouted out.

"Cool!" Bart grinned, as he read the incantation. "Cerot Shaplot Jakcoos!. What if, um....." Bart stopped to think. Superman was disappearing out of site fast so he said the first thing that popped into his mind. "What if Superman didn't have his spit curl thingy?" Bart waited in anticipation but then saw that nothing happened. "What a gip!" Bart said as he ran off.

Meanwhile, in downtown Metropolis...

"I really should get going now." Superman said to the host of reporters crowding around him. He had just defeated a run of the mill bank robber.

"Wait, Superman, there's something different about you..." One of the reporters said.

"Really? I don't..."

"Your face...it looks really familiar."

"It does?" Superman said, as he laughed nervously.

"I know him! He works for the Daily Planet!"

"Um, who are you talking about?" Superman said, slowly edging away.

"Clark something, that's his name."

"Clark Kent!"

"YES! That's the one."

"Um, bye!" Superman said, as he flew off.

"Wait!" The reporters yelled. Superman flew directly home. He flew in through the window of the apartment he shared with his wife, Lois.

"Honey, what's the matter?" She asked.

"I JUST....huh..." Superman said.

"What?"

"You know, I came here very anxious about something...and now I can't seem to remember why."

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, I think so." Superman said, sitting down confused.

"Clark, you'd better change out of that costume. You don't want anyone finding out your identity." Lois chuckled. Superman opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again.

Somewhere in Bludhaven...

"It's gotta work on Nightwing!" Bart said, as he scouted the city to find Nightwing. Once he came across the former teen wonder, he took out the incantation and read it again. "Cerot Shaplot Jakcoos! What if Nightwing wasn't cool?" Half of Bart was screaming to himself "IS THAT THE BEST YOU COULD COME UP WITH?!" while the other half was screaming "NOT EVEN MAGIC CAN MAKE NIGHTWING UNCOOL! ARE YOU MAD?!" However, it turned out that Bart's initial instinct of "This would be so funny!" was accurate. Nightwing was in the middle of a fight with a former Blockbuster lackey. As Nightwing ran to land a flying kick, he found himself completely missing his target and falling into a nearby open dumpster.

"That was...unexpected." Nightwing said, as he brushed himself off.

"I know what you're trying to do! You're trying to psyche me out! Well, it won't work!" The lackey said.

"Of course it won't. You'd have to have a psyche in the first place in order for me to get it out of ya! Hahaa! *snort*" Nightwing laughed loud as he tried to get out of the dumpster. "Huh, looks like my leg is stuck." He tried to pull his leg out from the dumpster. Unfortunately, he hadn't placed his other leg firmly enough to give him balance so when he finally got it out he fell over.

"Haha, I wish Kon could see this!" Bart said, grinning gleefully.

"If you're gonna fight me man, fight me properly!" The lackey said. "I don't wanna be beaten up by Nightwing on his off day."

"Would you just give me a minute?!" Nightwing cried. The lackey looked taken aback, but then he composed himself and charged towards Nightwing. Just as the lackey closed in on him, he got up. Nightwing's head connected with the lackey's jaw. He held his jaw in pain and backed away from Nightwing. Nightwing grasped his head in pain and swung round to yell at the lackey. The lackey was unconscious on the floor. It turns out that when Nightwing had swung round, he clocked the lackey both his elbows.

"Woah." Bart said, watching in awe. “Even when Nightwing isn’t cool, he still gets the bad guy."

"Well, that takes care of that." Nightwing said, as he grabbed the guy's collar and dragged him off.

"I was hoping that would be funnier." Bart said, as he sped away. Bart raced back to his room and lay down on his bed. There had to be something that he was missing. Something that he always wondered "What if...?" about. Then, it hit him. Batman. But more importantly, Batman's cape. There were many times he had seen the dark knight and even thought there wasn't the slightest breeze, his cape was flying. Almost majestically. Bart had always wondered if it was possible for material to do that without any wind. He had tried it many times himself with capes Robin wasn't using at the time. The theory he had for the longest time was that Wally had lost a bet and had to create a breeze for the cape to flow any time Batman wanted it to. When he finally asked Wally, he found out it wasn't true. Mostly because Wally had a hard time breathing after laughing for two hours straight. "Hmmm, I'm sure Batman won't mind. It can't be THAT important."

In Gotham...

"I'll be back late Alfred." Batman said, as he prepared to leave the Batcave. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and noticed something was different.

"Is everything alright sir?" Alfred asked.

"Yeah." Batman said, and he left.

"'Yes', Master Bruce. Don't let fighting crime ruin your grammar." Alfred smirked.

Elsewhere...

"This is taking ages." Bart said, as he waited on a random rooftop in Gotham. He saw the Batmobile drive by and saw that Batman was still the same. "Ah well, at least my curiosity can be laid to rest." He sped off to San Francisco to see the other Titans. Just as Bart left however, a strange mist covered Gotham...well, a mist other than the one that frequents there sometimes. Batman screeched to a halt as he surveyed his city. Or at least, what used to be his city.

The first thing Batman noticed was that there was no pollution. The sky was blue, and the buildings were all white or cream coloured. Everyone in the city was wearing all light colours, so Batman looked very much out of place. He got in the car, and hid it somewhere before changing into his civilian clothes.

"Something's definitely gone wrong. It probably has something to do with Kid Flash. I'm pretty sure I saw him earlier." Batman said, standing on a street corner, pondering to himself.

"Excuse me there sonny, you're loitering." A policeman said. Batman had to double take, but it was just as he thought, it was Jim Gordon.

"Jim?"

"Don't pretend like you know me son, you're still going to get a ticket." Jim said, as he wrote a ticket and handed it to Batman.

"Just for standing around? You're kidding."

"I never kid about the law son."

"Uh huh." Batman raised his eyebrow as he looked at the ticket. "Listen, I need to know where the train station in this place is."

"Down the road, ten minute walk." Jim said.

"Uh...thanks." Batman said, as he left for the train station.

In San Francisco...

"Since when is the Titans Tower not a big T?" Bart said, as he stood outside where the big T used to be. Instead there was a normal building. He decided to go inside and find the others. "Helloooooooo? Is anyone home?"

"How many times have I told you to use your indoor voice Bartholomew?" A familiar female voice said.

"And how many times have I asked you NOT to call...me...that." Bart looked at the girl, with his jaw on the floor. "Starfire?!"

"You know I go by Kory now Bartholomew. What's the matter with you today?" Kory asked. "You should really call before you come to visit."

"You look different! Where's that bathing suit thing you always wear?"

"BATHING SUIT?! HAHAHAHA! Don't I wish that were true!" Another familiar voice said, this time coming from the living room area.

"Is that...?" Bart stammered, not knowing that to believe. Kory was dressed in a trouser suit, with her hair tied up. She looked very conservative. Bart went into the living room to see Dick Grayson sitting on the couch. He was eating a bowl of Cheetos and watching a football game.
"But..but..I JUST SAW YOU IN BLUDHAVEN!"

"What the heck's a bludhaven?" Dick said, throwing some Cheetos at the television screen. "PASS! PASS!"

"It sounds like one of your dreaded video games Richard." Kory said.

"This. Is. So. Weird." Bart said, as he put his fingers through his hair. "Where's Tim?"

"Tim who?" Dick asked, not turning away from the TV.

"Tim Drake. Duh."

"Don't know him."

"WHAT?!"

"Indoor voice Bartholomew."

"What about Kon?"

"As in Kent? In New York."

"Right." Bart said, as he sped off.

"Why do you need to see....huh, he's gone." Kory said. "I'm off to work Richard. I'll see you later."

"Yeah, later babe."

Gotham Train Station...

"What do you mean there's no such city as Metropolis?" Batman said, getting rather annoyed with the ticket guy.

"Exactly what I meant to say. No Metropolis."

"Then where's the Daily Planet head office?"

"That'd be in New York. Why, you wanna go visit?"

"Sure, why not."

"Hahahaa! That's a good one! Next you'll be telling me you want to visit Clark Kent."

"And this would be a problem because?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Stop laughing and tell me." Batman said, putting on his best scary intimidating face. The ticket guy gulped.

"He's the most powerful businessman in America."

"Kent? Businessman?"

"You've obviously been hiding under a rock. He's been famous ever since Luthor gave his company to him."

"What?!" Batman looked shocked.

"Are you okay man?"

"What's the fastest way to get to New York?"

"From here? The bullet train I guess."

"One ticket please."

Back to Bart...

"Okay, something's obviously gone wrong with the spell. But what?! I mean, all I did was ask to take away Batman's wind! It can't be that important! And without Tim here, I'm gonna have to find Kon. I could try Cassie but..."

**Bart's POV: What would happen if he told Wonder Girl what he had done?**

"Are you crazy Bart?! You shouldn't tamper with magic! I know all about magic! And it's not for you!"

**End Bart's POV**

"Yeah, that's not a good idea." Bart said. "At least Kon will just laugh and then help me...well, he'll laugh anyway." He stopped and asked a random person "Hey, do you know where I can find Kon, um, Kent?"

"You must be from out of town!" The old lady smiled. "One of the many fans, eh?"

"Um, sure."

"In that building, top floor I believe. But there's a lot of security, I doubt you'll be able to see...huh, he's gone."

Back to Bruce...

"What the hell do you want?"

"Uh..." In one of those rare occasions, Batman was lost for words. The man that was standing before him looked like Clark Kent (well, mostly) but his attitude...well, he had one. That was what put him in a state of mini-shock. "I came here to see you."

"Yeah buddy, you and everybody else." Clark said, and tried to slam the door in Batman's face. Batman stopped the door with his foot and instantly regretted it. His civilian shoes were not as durable as his Bat-shoes, so his foot was in a lot of pain.

"Honey, do we have a guest?" A sickly sweet voice chirped from inside.

"Not now woman!" Clark roared.

"Clark, don't you remember me? It's Bruce Wayne."

"Wayne...Wayne...the name sounds familiar. But I don't really care." Clark said.

"Aww now honey, don't be rude." The chirpy voice woman said as she came to the door.

"Lois?!" Batman said, actually almost shrieking. He cleared his throat and returned to his grim demeanour.

"You know my name?" Lois chirped. "None of Clark's friends ever know my name!"

"He's not my friend." Clark sneered.

"Are you feeling alright?" Batman asked.

"Okay, if you're not gonna be Clark's guest, you're gonna be mine. None of Clark's friends ever ask me how I am!"

"He's not my friend!" Clark said, as Lois lead Batman into the house. "Damn it woman!"

"Oh now hush Clark, and let me visit with..."

"Bruce."

"Brucie!"

"Actually, it's just Bruce."

"Okay!"

Everyone here is not behaving like themselves. I need to catch up with Kid Flash. But I need to make myself more familiar with this place. And the best person to ask without raising suspicion would be...Lois.

Back to Bart...

"HeyKonlistendudeIthinkI'vereallymessedupthistimeseewhathappenedwasIwasboredandIsawthisadinthebackofacomicbookanditlookedlikefunbutnowitsnotasfunasIthoughtitwasgoingtobeandeverything'smessedupandKorylooksweirdandNightwing'salljockguyand...Kon?" Bart said, looking around for him. "This doesn't look like Kon's room." Bart had a point. His walls that had previously been covered with posters of WWE stars and Sarah Michelle Gellar were now covered with…pink wallpaper. Dozens of Powerpuff Girls Dolls were all over his room. Also, the picture he had of Wonder Girl was gone.

"Hey, do I know you?"

"Hey Kon, your voice...sounds...weird." Bart said, looking at Kon. Or at least, who he assumed to be Kon. "Kon?"

"Yeah..."

"OH MY GOD, I BROKE THE WORLD!"

To be continued...

Okay, the first chapter is a little shaky. It's not as polished as I wanted it to be, but it gets better (she hopes!). Honest! And there is a reason for all the weirdness that has passed (and more weirdness to come), it just won't be explained as yet. The story is planned out from beginning to end, I hope you like it!

Stay tuned, next chapter! Find out what happened to Kon! Apperances from Wally West and Captain Marvel! As well as other surprises!