[Western Crossover] After Losing My Memory, I Went to Bludhaven to Sell Skewers

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Pairing: Nightwing

Sweet and savory, mostly upbeat, with the occasional bittersweet moment. A story about love that cannot be restrained.

Main story in third person.

Blurb:

After I was attacked by a criminal, I started having a recurring dream.

In the dream, a sharp-featured man often took me on dates.

His pecs were as huge as a male model's in a magazine, not to mention his powerful thighs, which looked like they could crush countless criminals...

I dreamed of him wrapping an arm around my neck and kissing me passionately. No pair of blue eyes in the world could make me so spellbound. But then the fantasy was always destroyed by an explosion.

I fell into a sea of flames, and the man swooped down like a bat, trying to catch my hand.

But he was one beat too late.

The movie ended. I pushed my barbecue cart to the corner of an alley and sneakily set up shop. The fellow from my hometown who usually runs the stall next door hadn't shown up.

Damn it, no wonder this street suddenly looked so wide and open. A cop wearing a badge fixed me with a stare, and with one long stride, he was right in front of me.

Apologize! Apologize right now!

"It's my first time setting up a stall too, okay? Officer, I paid protection money. I'll leave right away, right away!"

The officer said nothing. He even kindly took me home.

That night, I had an indescribable dream. Amy, how can you fantasize about a cop, and such a handsome one at that?!

The next day, I set up my stall somewhere else. This officer showed up again, bringing a few kids to shoplift from me.

On the third day, a butler named Alfred insisted on taking me to the hospital for a CT scan. I bolted, running straight into Officer Dick's chest, and stars danced before my eyes.

The doctor told me the sea of flames wasn't an illusion, and the officer before me wasn't just trying to boost his performance metrics.

I was his girlfriend!

Uh, I think I need mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Dick: "I'll do it."

Upcoming story, Gotham's Top Customer Service Rep. Pairing: Bruce.

Jobs are hard to find these days, and even harder to find in Gotham.

After calling in a favor through a friend, Elena finally found a customer service job at a company.

How dare they! She's only a lowly 895,112!

Looking at her bank balance, Elena was profoundly grateful and went to report for work.

The company was called something like Wayne.Butt.

It didn't matter. The company provided social insurance and a housing fund, meals and accommodation, and every so often, she could even sleep in the boss's office.

Coworker: Is that... allowed?

Elena: He told me to!

**

Elena diligently memorized her customer service scripts.

"Welcome. How may I help you?"

Bruce: "Did you like the roses today?"

Hang up.

"Buy our product now and get a three-year warranty for free, "

Bruce: "You damaged my chest last night. Miss, does your warranty cover that?"

Hang up.

"We sincerely apologize for your unsatisfactory experience. We'll continue working to improve, and thank you for your continued support..."

Bruce: "Baby, was our experience together really that bad? About the size..."

Power off.

An email arrived in Bruce's inbox.

"What kind of illness makes a boss so narcissistic?"

"Does this playboy not understand the definition of a one-night stand?"

"Please don't question the abilities of a top customer service representative."

"P.S. Heart. I miss you tonight too. Heart. Get cleaned up and wait for me in bed."

"P.P.S. Stop letting our supervisor find out we're dating!!!!"

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tips:

* The blurb was screenshotted and timestamped on 2025.6.5.

* HE. It's not pure fluff, but it will definitely be sweet! [The heroine has a somewhat heavy case connected to an explosion. If you're okay with that, please keep reading.]

* The early part combines daily life with the main plot. (I originally wanted to write a plotless daily-life story, but my plot-driven brain came up with a plot.)

* The street-stall scenes will become more frequent later on.

* The forensic investigation knowledge comes from books and online sources, with citations. I did the deductions myself.

* Original heroine x Grayson [OOC warning for everyone].

* The whole Batfamily will be involved!

* Friendly comments are welcome. Please point out any plot holes kindly.

* I have a complete outline. All creative inspiration and ideas are recorded in both paper and electronic form, with timestamps.

* [AI analysis and feeding this work to AI are prohibited. This story is serialized officially only on Jinjiang Literature City. All online reposts are pirated, and I take no responsibility for pirated copies.]

* Oh, I've run out of things to say. I'll add more later.

Theme: Love makes us braver