A long time ago…
Bruce, walking into the kitchen: Ack! My eyes! They burn!
Dick, just trying to eat his waffles: Shut up! *rolling his eyes and pouting*
Bruce: I know it’s free dress day at school, but damn
Dick: You just don’t understand my fashion genius!
Bruce: *deadpan* You don’t have any, which is exactly why I made sure you went to Gotham Academy.
Bruce: They have a uniform
Dick, shoving two pancakes in his mouth and choking slightly: *muffled* I don’t need this.
Bruce: You’re wearing neon green and electric blue. I’m the one who doesn’t need this.
Dick, turning around with his eyes narrowed: Ya know, people think I’m cool!
Bruce, reaching over and pinching Dick’s cheek: Of course they do, I think you’re the coolest, you know that. *peppers Dick’s cheek with kisses*
Bruce: *smirking* But the clothes you choose to wear are atrocious.
Dick, struggling out of Bruce’s hold: I’m staying after school for one of my clubs! Don't pick me up!
Bruce: Ooh, is it one of your many nerd clubs?
Dick: That’s rich coming from you! Mister Greatest Detective
Bruce: Oof! *clutching chest* Right in my heart! My own child! My flesh and blood! How you wound me so!
Dick, unable to stop himself from laughing: Bye, Bruce! Love you!
Bruce: Love you too! Make good choices
Dick: I will not!
Bruce: Yeah, obviously. What was I thinking? *goes to eat breakfast*























