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Isekaied! Male Reader X Bruce Wayne X Cinderella's step mother

Synopsis : What happened to getting isekaied into a normal role? Why were you getting married to Cinderella's step mother and the king ( Bruce) ???

They say never meet your heroes but why did no one emphasize not meeting your fictional favourite- because - you stared dumbfounded at the mess in front of you.

What the hell was this-

“ Hey, that's what I'm going to use!” the red hair screamed , pulling the dress away from her sister, who recoiled back with a push.

“ Keep your feathers to yourself, Anastasia-” The black hair hissed, the floor was a dumpster of dresses and feathers, even devils cleaned their room better than this.

You jumped back when footsteps made way behind you.

They both stopped when a loud clap sounded, followed by ‘your’ wife appearing in front of them. It still fascinated you how the wicked step mother in the movie looked so utterly fine as a youngster. ( she was hotter older too but you weren't complaining.)

“ Return to your rooms at once.” She ordered, glaring at them. “ Yes mother.”You bit a wince when her eyes shifted.

“We ought to get our girls educated-” She said with a scoff , before looking at you with her blue eyes, “Don't you agree dear?”

She stared harder at your face and from the looks of it, her patience was running thin and you knew hesitating meant she was going to be a disaster . You had one two many of those.

You nodded, “ Of course, honey .” hoping your face resembled a smile at least. You did not know how to talk to her, it's been two days since you ended in Cinderella -to-be-dead father's body.

She took her arm in yours and led you towards the table.Both of you took a seat and she began pouring you a cup of tea. “ I've been thinking dear.” She said, handing the cup to you, “ Thank you - thinking of what honey?” You took it and took a sip.

“ How's Cinderella by the way?”

“ That girl would be fine even if a book hit her on the face.” She said deep in thought. Your poor new wife really had it for our first daughter.

She was merely in her late thirties if you weren't wrong, still young as a flower yet tired. She placed her hand on your thigh and spoke.

Her eyes looked kind yet so alluring , “ Still I need to talk about this, it's important darling.” you remembered you had great taste as a kid for looks.

“ Of introducing you to someone. ”

Was she ready to plan her two daughter's marriages? Maybe even Cinderella's - no that child is studying in the academy.

“ Is it about the girl's marriages? I don't mind meeting my son-in-laws but don't you think our daughter's are young? ” You had learnt that in the two days you had isekaied here, that she was concerned with her daughter's marriage.

“ That's important but it's a topic for another time.” She added.

You smiled, “ why the concern dear? What is one of your hefty friends or more?” she sighed looking like she aged years in the past three minutes.

“ You'll know by tomorrow evening honey." She whispered, frankly taking a sip of her tea. Wasn't she going to tell you- well

You took another sip.

How bad could it be? ____________________________________

This was bad.

Terrible.

You had almost choked twice by now. Not that you were counting, there were a lot of other things that were concerning.

Like how your Disney should-be-fictional wife was introducing you to the King. “ So I hope we can start this relationship as a lovely couple.”

You coughed loudly, choking not literally for the third time. This was not happening. No no, hell no you refuse to accept this.

Your wife patted your back as you wondered who the hell was laughing so loudly at your misery.

“ Bruce- Your majesty- no offence-”Bruce smiled motioning for one of the servants to give you a handkerchief and get new trays.

“ None taken Y/n.”

“ I… thought that the king couldn't have a male husband or wife or ANY mistress for that matter at this time of age. Wasn't your son Richard looking for a wife or male consort according to the latest news? ”

Because one of these was Disney and two, you were sure you'd read this book and seen the movie hundreds of times and the king was First NOT this hot and SECOND did not like His potential son's wife's should be dead father.

What happened to the original grim book story-!? Bruce instead of even blinking, have you love dory eyes, what the Frick-“ It seems Ethna hasn't told you yet.”

You looked back at your wife, who sighed and showcased her frown in the most tired manner ever. “ I had tried but Sire you know how OUR man is an absolute child sometimes."

It felt like ‘our’ was emphasized too much. Also you were not a child, you were in your late twenties before you died and were a big adult.

Then she held your hand, not giving you time to think. “Don't worry dear. We can figure this out. Now just sign the paper.”

“ What paper-?” Before you could finish, a contract was placed in front of your eyes lacking nothing but your signature.

Bruce got up from the sofa he was sitting at and shifted to the one you and your wife were on.

“ Sign the paper Y/n and all of this shall be yours. My sons await you and Ethna.”

“ But..”

“ Darling, don't you want our daughters to have strong and kind brothers?” She added, softening her eyes, “ Cinderella has already befriended Prince Jay and Timothy, and Duke is a lovely child.”

You sweated hard inwardly. You were a man in your late twenties, you should not be dealing with this. You should be at your boring night to five jobs barely getting by, not isekaing to this madness.

Then when the door suddenly opening, you heard loud noises of a young man. In walked Richard Grayson, the eldest prince, with a smile that rivaled the son.

" Hey dad!" He said shaking your hand, " Richard be respectful to him. " Bruce stated.

Richard pouted instead.

Following not so behind was another man, his white streaks clearly visible. He eyes the paper and rolled his eyes. " Good thing you've signed it pop."

Wait

When did you.

You didn't know how your hand was on the paper sealing your date with a stamp. Both Ethna and Bruce met each other's eyes which looked a scaringly dark shade of blue.

“ Welcome to your new life.” That sounded like a threat.

END

Dont ask me how I got this idea. This was pure brainrot, alright? It's part of my series of one short inspired from fairy tales. So if you got one fairy tale you like, tell me about it.

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