Alfred Pennyworth debuts in Batman #16 "Here Comes Alfred".
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Grains of the Golden Sand by fanfictiongreenirises
When Dick had appeared on Royâs doorstep, asking if he and Damian could stay the weekend while they sorted things out with finding a place to live, itâd felt a lot like fate was finally giving them a chance. Roy had known even then, though, that Bruce followed Dick wherever he went, even six months after his funeral.
When Bruce dies and leaves Dick with his eight-year-old son, Dick takes Damian and moves to Seattle. With Roy and his family, Dick's thinks he might be the happiest he's been in years, if only he'd let himself stop waiting for the other shoe to drop.
the bird, the fog, the mist by bacon_doughnut
Jason Todd returns to Gotham with a foolproof plan, to kill the Joker and protect the city as the Red Hood in a way that Batman never could. But when he gets there he makes one major decision that's not a part of the plan. He goes home.
aka; The one where Jason tries to balance being the Red Hood with repairing things with his family, and maybe learns a thing or two about forgiveness and family and love along the way
Loading and Aspect Ratio by JUBE514
So, it didnât start out like this.
Alfred would scoff at the statement, about how Bruce was trying to justify the whole situation to himself. It had started out as a simple design, black everything with black outlines and black hood. It got a little more intense as the world went on, got wind of his ghost on the streets, and became scared of The Bat . So Bruce got a little more creative with it, Alfred and him had a good laugh over the name, the scare, and Alfred had a vicious streak of humor that he had passed onto his ward-
So now the suit had a visible bat-theme, an insignia to drape in the shadows and to paint across the streets of Gotham.
It only took a year into the whole charade of heroism for Bruce to overhear a conversation between some goons- some low level thug hired by the Riddler this week- about nothing at all pertaining to what the hell the Riddler was doing in the sewers but instead:
â The Batman can fly, you know, Iâve seen his wings.â
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A world where nobody has wings, but people think they do, and that changes everything.
gentle hellraiser (at the tone, please record your message) by peachytaee
âAt the tone, please record your message. When you have finished recording, press pound for more options.â
BEEEEP
âHey, Dick. UmâBruce told me that you were a mathlete? In high school? Whatta nerd, ha... Umâthat being saidâif you could call me backâIâm, umâIâm having some trouble with my algebra homework, if you think you could helpâum. Thanks, man.â
BEEEEP
âHey Dickâitâs Jason. Um, totally hypothetical question hereâif I allegedly started an ant infestation in the Manorâdâya think B or Alfie would be more upset. Am Iâhypotheticallyâin trouble here? Call me back!â
BEEEEP
âDick? Itâsâyou really need to stop calling me Timmy, man. Itâs ruining my street cred. Sorry. I wonât mix up civ lines again. Promise!â
BEEEEP
âRespectfully, Tim. You have no street cred.â
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Or, a series of voicemails over the life (and death) of Jason Todd.
stolen lullabies by JustGail
Tim couldnât bear to count the minutes since Jason died.
But he couldnât forget the exact time he found out, either.
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Intrequel to my fic, hang on 'til the chaos is through, but can be read as a standalone.