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Damian: yeah i like to take videos of animals i see in the wild. i don't see as much in Gotham as i did back in the league, but there's some cool squirrels around sometimes.
Tim: oh you have videos of squirrels? show me, i like squirrels.
Dick: yeah let us see!
Damian: *gets out phone, brings up video*
Tim and Dick: *watching over Damian's shoulder*
*distant screams of pain in the back of the video*
Tim:
Tim: dude where the fuck was this?
Damian, absently: this one? i think this was outside Titan's Tower.
Tim:
Dick:
*more screams, crashes and bangs*
Dick, casually: hey those screams kinda sound like Tim.
Tim:
Tim: iS THIS FROM WHEN JASON TRIED TO KILL ME?!?
Damian: hm? oh, yeah, probably.
Tim: YOU WERE THERE???
Damian: not IN the tower; Jason cracked the window of his car and left me to wait outside with a Kindle.
Tim:
Dick:
Damian: i was reading 'Crime and Punishment'.
Tim: WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU THERE?!
Damian: i dunno, he just told me he had to run a few errands before he could drop me off at my father's. i didn't know one of the errands was beating up you.
Dick: and you heard the screams and just didn't check or worry?
Damian: did you see how fat that squirrel was? i was distracted.
Tim: oh my god-
Tim realizing at a very young age that he would never be his parents priority.
By the time Tim was five, he was acutely aware of how little he saw his parents. But it was only when he started watching sitcoms with his nanny did he realize that maybe that wasn't normal? The loneliness and wishing his mother was there to kiss him goodnight. The hope that maybe his dad would finally meet with his teachers to talk about how brilliant he was for such a young boy. None of that was normal.
The image of doting parents to the point where the children were sick of them was a foreign one. One Tim quickly understood was something he'd never have. His parents had much more important things to do. They were successful and important, they couldn't waste time with him. He supposed it was his sacrifice for the life he led.
When he was eight he figured out that not only did his father not prioritize him, but the man borderline hated him. He must've. The way he spoke to him. Even with all his conditioning Tim had to wonder what kind of father said those things to their child.
Of course Tim turned to superheroes. People who cared about people they didn't even know. Especially Batman who just seemed so familiar... We all know how that ends. Boy genius extorts The Dark Knight tooo- be his sidekick? Well I guess he didn't need the money?
Tim spent a concerning amount of time in the cave. Bruce knew the Drakes so he immediately understood why, though that didn't make the lack of concern for their child's whereabouts any less irritating. But Tim never complained about them. He seemed very resigned to this kind of life. So Bruce thought, hey, what's one more kid? Well it was more like, the kid needed him and he needed the kid. Someone to take care of after such a terrible loss. A reason to keep fighting.
He couldn't actually adopt this one, not that it mattered. Tim was still in the manor twenty four seven. He slept there, he ate there. Bruce's drivers took him to school in the morning then straight back to Wayne Manor. He only ever went 'home' when his parents would arrive back in town. Only on the first day, that's the only time his mother seemed to worry about seeing him, then it was back to Bruce's.
Tim, clearly not having a sense for boundaries, had no problem making himself comfortable. Wayne Manor was bigger than his parents estate, but it was still a lifestyle he was very used to. What got Tim, was the quality time. Bruce couldn't seem to leave him alone. Every free second the man had was spent bonding as long as Tim would allow it. This confused the incredibly neglected 10 year old boy. Bruce Wayne was rich, successful, and actively running a conglomerate. And on top of that, he was Batman. So where on earth did he find the time for him? Why did he give a damn about finding time for him?
It made him somewhat uncomfortable. He didn't know what to do with affection. Especially on the days Dick would come back, apologizing for whatever obscenities he yelled at Bruce last time they saw each other. They'd hug, and Bruce coddles him like he's still a kid. It's so... Wholesome? Never crossed Tim's mind that people could argue, and apologize, and still love each other when it's all over. That kind of stuff only happened on tv.
So why was it happening in front of him? Better yet, why were they letting him in to bear witness- to be a part of such warm moments? As smart as Tim was, he could not understand it. He couldn't help but say something. After all, the best way to learn is to ask questions.
"He's my son." Bruce said simply. "I wasn't perfect, and he's sorting out his own things, but we're family. Nothing in this world will change that."
Tim had heard that. It was more of a 'youre nothing without me' thing, but he'd heard it. "And you're doing it... With me?"
Bruce chuckled at his confusion. "You're family too, don't you think? I mean I put my life in your hands every night, and yours in mine, that surely counts for something."
"I don't think- I'm not used to this. I don't know what to do." What should he do? He never had anything like this.
"You can ignore it. Accept it. Tell me to shut up and leave you alone. It's all up to you, Tim. It's your choice."
"I'm not gonna leave you alone." Dick hummed shoving ice cream in his mouth as he walked past the foyer.
"He probably won't but I'll try to keep him on a leash."
Tim chuckled, a little baffled. His choice. His family.
Tim realized that he didn't mind the attention, he just reciprocated in his own way. A lot of eye rolls and scoffs, but it was all love. Dick took it as a personal challenge to make him laugh and smile. Get workaholic Timothy to crack? Oh it made his day. And Bruce... Bruce was his best friend, crazy as it sounded. Bruce let him talk, he allowed complaints, told him when he was being stupid but not in that condescending way that made him wanna bash his head into a wall. Even let him cry when he couldn't hold it in anymore. Reminded him that he was still a kid and he didn't have to know everything, that it was okay to rely on others.
He made him feel like a person. A person that mattered.
(*^3^)/~♡
An: that's literally my son
Im making art of him and Kon bc they deserve happiness
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I was wondering how Bruce explained Jason's death to the public because he's a public figure whose life is of interest to a lot of people and Bruce coming out and saying that Jason died in an overseas terrorist bombing probably wouldn't sit well with the general populace. They would of course ask why a 15yo kid was alone with a stranger (Sheila) abroad? Where was Bruce? Bruce can't go with an accident, it would be too suspicious and there would be an investigation. So they go with an illness.
Leslie forges the paperwork, lab results etc that any media outlet could access but Bruce never actually confirms it formally. The media put the pieces together. And so the story of brave little Jason Todd, "Gotham's Very Own Cinderella" as the Gazette dubs him, who had found a new family, a place in society then had died tragically of a long term illness just as he was "saved"? It's tragic. Bruce who in a effort to make amends for his lie and do some good funds charities and research into said illness, under the Jason Todd-Wayne Foundation.
Cue Jason who returns to Gotham and starts building a reasonable relationship with Bruce, finding out that Bruce lied about him having an incurable disease and asking the million dollar question? How do they explain he's alive? As if by fate, Jason's reintroduction to the public comes just after Leslie announces that they've done it. All the money, fundraising, memorial readathons etc funded the cure for the disease. And it's all due to Jason, who is miraculously alive??? Jason who appears at a press conference with Bruce, assuring the media that while his recovery was long, arduous and at times kept him from home being in hospital for so long, he has been alive this entire time and Wayne Enterprises has capped the price of the cure and it's readily available within weeks.
Can you write a jason todd angst? I don't have any ideas really but i really want jason angst
You want Jason angst? Sure.
Jason was never held by Sheila when he was born. Sheila told the nurses that she didn't want to hold him and she never even touched him. She abandoned him as soon as she could.
Jason tried to die faster when the Joker was beating him so Bruce wouldn't have to come save him and the Joker would have no reason to hurt Shelia so neither would be put in danger.
Jason cried for his mom when the Joker was beating him.
The last thought Jason had was guilt because if he had just been happy having the family he had, nobody would be dying.
Jason has issues around food security, he panics internally if he believes that he won't have enough food to see him through the week, he always has food at every safe house. Some people make fun of him for having a big appetite but he really doesn't because he wants to save food for later just in case.
Willis never actually hit Jason, he just emotionally neglected and verbally abused him. Jason has a fear of grown men raising their voice around him that triggers a freeze or fawn reaction that he works hard not to show once he's grown up.
The thing that kills Jason most about Catherine OD'ing was the fact that she was doing so well beforehand, she was almost a week clean and then he got home from school, clutching his report card and found her dead in the apartment.
Jason thinks he will never find real love because nobody would want a mess like him nor is he good enough for anybody.
Jason was almost trafficked by one of Catherine's dealers when she couldn't pay her debt. Jason remembers one of the dealers trying to get him into a car on the street once after being all friendly with him whenever he was around. Jason later put the pieces together and tries to believe that she didn't know but knows deep down that she was too out of it to save him if something did happen.
Willis used to take Jason to the park sometimes and let him run around. Willis was always trying to be a good dad whenever he got out of prison after a stint but it always ended up the same: a few days of fun and presents and laughter and then Willis would be giving Jason packages to 'look after' or end up getting banged up by cops and sent to prison all over again.
Jason was always worried about Bruce's partyboy lifestyle and had a plan in case Bruce OD'ed or started using or drinking more. It was only after he flinched when Bruce came home smelling of booze (he was sober but spilled drinks over himself to give the appearance of being sloppily drunk) that he had to admit his fears to Bruce.
Jason broke in and lived in the apartment after CPS tried to take him (they didn't really try find him after he bolted) but when the landlord found out, he had to leave. He only managed to grab a picture of his mom and dad, taken on his first birthday when things were good and his favourite plushie and then he was homeless
On the streets, Jason had to turn his hand to anything to keep himself fed. He stole tires, siphoned petrol, picked pockets, went through dumpsters. He learned to sleep in libraries and community centres during the day and stayed alert at night which helped later when he was Robin, because being a kid on the streets at night? Scary. Jason had to do a lot to survive, much of which he doesn't like talking about, a lot that he forces himself to 'forget'.
Jason was so sure that Bruce and Batman was never meant to be forever, he had gone down the road of 'forever' so many times but near the end, he really started to think of Bruce as family, maybe a real dad not just legally.
Jason sometimes holds on an extra second whenever somebody hugs him.
Jason used to write Alfred a birthday card every year after his resurrection but never sent it. When Alfred died, Jason asked that the undertaker bury Alfred with the unsent cards and letters.
Jason doesn't know where his mom (Catherine) is buried or if she was. He's too scared to find out she's in some common grave or cremated as she did believe in that.
Jason was horrifically tormented at school. He was an excellent student but teachers and students and even parents of kids treated him like trash and never really considered him one of their own. He never told Bruce. When he died, they named a wing of the school in his memory to butter up Bruce. Jason later burned it down.
Jason had issues with his body image pre death. He was too skinny but not slender like Dick and his jumps and turns are always off because of that, he was a late bloomer, he was too short, he thought he was going to look like a scrawny little kid forever.
Jason bonded with Talia at the LOA, considered her as sort of mother figure but she quickly got him out of that mindset because that sentimentality is what got him killed in the first place.
Sometimes when Bruce hugs Jason spontaneously, Jason freezes because he doesn't know why Bruce is hugging him and just as his brain is starting to catch up the moment is over.
Jason still has nightmares about the pit, the grave and his death. He has bad PTSD episodes, when stressed he can hallucinate vividly. Sometimes when he feels wet earth or gets splinter or learns a shrill laugh, he has an urge to leave and go somewhere else and most of the time, the best way to do that, is to cause a fight with the nearest person to cover it up.
Jason isn't religious but he finds comfort being inside churches and going to confession. He never gives his name but goes every week or so to confess to priests in his old parish, sometimes he breaks down but he always does the prayers and contrition they give him but won't let them comfort him.
i'm really not the kind of person who enjoys de-ageing plots normally, but i do think it would be very fun if we had a Red Hood identity reveal au where Damian as Robin gets de-aged to a baby while on patrol one night and he just. Will Not Stop Wailing. he screams like he's about to be murdered any time Batman or Nightwing or Red Robin or anyone even goes near him, even when they try to take off their suits in case it's the masks that are freaking him out. Babian is not fucking having it and he refuses to stop crying, so they bats are just stuck kinda panicking while trying to figure out what to do, because they don't want to scare the baby so bad that he hurts himself or something but also they need to get him home so they can try to fix things???
after a while Red Hood is nearby and, obviously, hearing a kid in such clear distress in the middle of the night means he checks it out, and upon landing nearby and asking what the fuck is going on, the bats have to watch as baby-Damian notices the shiny red of Hood's helmet and armour, instantly recognises him, and crawls over to him to sob and clench his tiny little fists at him in an ask for uppies. and Red Hood obviously takes one look at the baby at his feet, goes 'shit wait- Dami?' and bends down to cradle him like it's the most natural thing in the world.
Hood then has to explain that he knew Robin in the league and helped care from him when he was really little, which is probably why Red Hood is currently the only person in the city that baby Damian recognises/views as safe, and Bruce is left with the annoying realisation that the only way to both keep Damian safe and happy while they figure out how to reverse the de-aging and get his son back to normal, is if he brings the Red Hood back to the cave with them. a man who is supposed to be his enemy and whom none of them realised Damian even knew, because clearly that little shit has been lying about some stuff.
for lack of a better solution they end up cautiously bringing Hood back to the cave, which Jason easily goes along with because the second he clocked baby Damian his paternal/protector instincts took over and he doesn't currently care about anything but keeping Damian happy. so there's a period of time where the bats are working as hard as possible in the cave to figure out a way to get Damian back to normal while also warily keeping an eye on Hood to make sure he doesn't try snooping around/go up to the manor/start shit, and Jason is just. not even clocking that this is a worry for them. he's genuinely just zeroed in on Damian like an activated sleeper agent, humming lullabies and changing diapers and even letting the baby clumsily try to take off his helmet because he wants to see Jason's face. Jason lets him, because he still has the mask on underneath, but it's still the first time any of the bats have seen under the helmet and so Dick and Tim end up on the other side of the cave watching with dropped jaws as Jason lets Damian play in his helmet -which he's like. small enough to sit in.- like... is that a fucking teenager under there???
Bruce finally figures out how to get Damian back to normal and when they fix him he comes back really disorientated and not really understanding what the fuck's been going on, so when he blinks open his eyes all dizzy and trying to gain his bearings he clocks Jason's face as one of the first things he sees and without thinking he just goes 'wait- Jason? what the fuck happened, where am I?'
all the bats turn in unison to stare at Jason in question and Jason just freezes in place. like. 'god i wish you'd just stayed a baby.'
Little Jason realizing that he is safe with Batman and no longer has to fight tooth and nail for survival
Jason is terrified the first time he makes a mistake. Whether it's as Robin fumbling a task while on patrol, or as Jason who accidentally breaks a vase in the manor, he is freaking the fuck out. He's immediately on the floor apologizing and begging for forgiveness, just spewing the most deprecating words about himself.
Bruce is shocked and horrified. This kid so terrified of his reaction to such a small mistake that he's literally begging to not be abandoned, hoping for punishment even. It makes him sick. Bruce sits on the floor and reaches out. Jason flinches.
Bruce would never take a life. Never. But if he ever found the people who hurt this child, death would be the least of their concerns.
"Hey... Hey, Jay, it's okay." Bruce spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're not in trouble, bubba."
Jason continued to sob, the poor baby fully having a panic attack at this point. All Bruce could do was hold his hands, hoping to ground him even a little. And when Jason finally calmed down- with a great deal of help from Alfred who had experienced his fair share of breakdowns with Bruce- The boy proceeded to apologize for being so "difficult."
"I'm sorry, I know you have things to do. Please don't worry about me." Jason mumbled, clearly exhausted, and just so sad. He clutched the stuffed lion Alfred had handed to him at some point in the middle of his episode. It was heavier than he thought it'd be, but that relaxed him. "I'm sorry, I'll be better."
"Jason, no." Bruce spoke quietly, but firm. "You're having a difficult time, and that's okay. I'm here for you. I'm here to help. You're my number one priority, understand?"
"But I messed up." Jason could already feel the tears burning his eyes once again. "That's not acceptable."
"You made a mistake, Jason. And the thing about mistakes, is that you learn from them." Bruce opened his arms, silently inviting Jason to come to him. "And this was such a little mistake, I'd be crazy to be upset about this. And even if it were a big mistake, we're family, Jason. Family always forgives each other. I'd never leave you."
Jason looked at Bruce, eyes darting between his face, and his open arms. He was hesitant, but ultimately decided to move closer to Bruce, allowing him to wrap an arm around him. "I don't deserve that."
"Everyone deserves that, Jay. It's basic human decency. I've made so many mistakes... I could never be Batman if I followed that logic." Bruce's face was still like cement, but his eyes shone with so much care.
Jason didn't believe it, not even a little. But the thought was nice. "Okay..."
Jason learned that he could not break down like that anymore, Bruce wouldn't have it. He'd coddle him for whatever reason. It felt like some kind of test. So he couldn't say he was going to be better, he just had to be. This leads to him trying to take things into his own hands, and ultimately getting hurt while on patrol.
"What were you thinking running off like that?" Bruce scolded as he wrapped the boys freshly stitched up arm. "You're lucky you only needed a few stitches this time. What if something terrible happened? You have to listen to me, okay?"
Jason takes Bruce's lecture really hard and goes completely silent. Why couldn't he do anything right? Of course the street kid made for a shit hero. He was a burden everywhere he went.
"Jay... Jason do you hear me?" Bruce waved a hand in front of his face, far away eyes refocusing. "Are you okay? You don't have a concussion do you?" Bruce had already checked his head several times, but once more couldn't hurt. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
"No, B... I'm fine." Jason pushed his hand away. "I'm sorry."
Bruce knew that look. "Well you scared me half to death." He sighed. "But as long as you're okay, that's all that matters."
"Okay..." Jason fiddled with his fingers. "Sorry." He really wanted to cry. To scream. But not now.
"Well it was a mistake. It's okay." Bruce did not know how to comfort this child. He never learned how to not be too hard on himself either, so this was all new territory to him. Jason nodded. "What's wrong, bub? Tell me what's on your mind? It helps to talk about it."
Jason sighed. Sure... Talk about it. "I... I just wanna do better."
"You're doing great, Jay."
"Am I though? I'm more of a blunder than a wonder." Jason tried to offset his insecurities with a joke.
Bruce's eyes narrowed. "You know... Dick made plenty of mistakes during his time as Robin. But he argued. A lot. He'd know he did something wrong, and he'd fix it, but he'd give me hell insisting that he was incapable of mistakes."
"So the same as now?" Jason let out a small, but genuine laugh.
"Well he's rebelling right now so it's all very intentional." Bruce sighed. Why'd he think he could handle having a kid? "You can do whatever you want as long as you promise not to show out like him when you get older, okay? We'll talk things out."
"Well I don't plan on running around in that silly disco suit, so you don't have to worry about me doin' allat." Jason scoffed.
"Good." Bruce chuckled. "But seriously. It's okay. No one's perfect, and you're still learning the ropes. Don't beat yourself up."
"Okay.' Jason was surprised that he did feel a little comforted. Would it be crazy to believe that was actually okay?
"Okay!" Bruce stood, opening arms. "Hug before bed?"
Jason narrowed his eyes at the gesture. "Ew."
"What?" Bruce gasped, scandalized. "Kid's love hugs."
"I'm twelve."
"Just a baby." Bruce put a hand over his heart.
"No!?" Jason screeched, affronted. "I'm practically a teenager!"
"A slightly bigger, angrier baby." Bruce nodded.
"Oh my god... You can have a hug if you promise to never call me a baby again." Jason negotiated.
"Deal." Bruce opened his arms once again, a small smile on his lips.
Jason hopped off the table and wrapped his arms around Bruce. It was a bit awkward for him, but he felt safe when Bruce held him. Strong, but gentle. Then he was suddenly in the air. "Bruce!?"
"You didn't say I couldn't carry you to bed." Bruce stated, smugly.
"It's inferred!" Jason strangled Bruce's shirt, afraid to be dropped.
"That's a big word, Jay." Bruce laughed.
"No it's not!" Jason huffed and complained the entire way up the elevator, but it was surprisingly comfortable. The real fear kicked in when they reached the manor stairs. "Oh no, put me down."
"We're almost there, bub."
"Dad, please! I don't wanna fall!" Jason cried.
Bruce stopped in his tracks. "Dad." He muttered to himself.
Jason paused his freak out at the word, a whole new anxiety filling his mind. "I didn't mean to- I'm sorry!"
Bruce blinked, extremely confused. "Sorry? Why would you be sorry?"
"Well I know you're not my... Wait, you're not mad?" Jason's brows furrowed.
"Of course not, Jay. It's the opposite." Bruce sat down on the last few steps, still holding Jason. "I was just a little surprised, but you can call me whatever you want to. Dick calls me dad whenever he decides he likes me again, I'm very happy you see me that way too."
Jason couldn't stop the tears this time. He didn't understand Bruce at all. How could he be so nice? Why did he care so much? What did he do to deserve this? "I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying." He rubbed at his face.
"It's okay to cry. Never apologize for letting your feelings out." Bruce held him closer, letting him bury his face in his shoulder.
Jason damn near cried himself to sleep, unable to calm down once the dam broke. He was so tired he let Bruce carry him up the stairs with zero complaints. He genuinely had never felt this safe in his entire life. He didn't know such warmth was achievable. Yet here he was, being tucked into bed, and whispered reassurances, then kissed goodnight with a soft "Love you, Bubba."
For the first time ever, Jason felt okay.
(*^3^)/~♡
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Dick and Bruce have been banned from playing family games on the same team. Any game that requires understanding or predicting the other person, they are just too good at. One time, they were playing codewords and Bruce got Dick to guess every word with just the clue of 'Cat'. Jason once held Dick's arms behind his back while they were playing charades and Bruce was still able to guess 'Sound of Music'.
The Bats are ride or die for each other but really for the small things. I'm not talking covering up for each other for murder or anything like that, just the little things.
Bruce calls Dick from the Manor and asks whether he knows who took that bottle of the 1945 Chateau Mouton Rothschild he was saving for his date with Selina and Dick just glances over to where Jason is adding it to pot roast he's making for dinner in his apartment and he just goes "nope".
Bruce comes running because he hears a crash and the shattering glass but when he comes into the library, Steph and Duke are just sitting there. Reading, quietly at opposite ends of the coffee table. Not a thing out of place... "Where's the vase?" Steph just frowns and asks "what vase?". Bruce describes it, blue and green, bought by some great-aunt, not a favourite but expensive. Duke just shakes his head, "Never saw a vase there, B". Bruce interrogates every Bat but they all look at him like he's crazy. He even digs up all the photos taken in the library because the vase... Isn't there? The Bats had removed and replaced every image file and picture because if Bruce found out they had snuck one of Harley's hyenas in to babysit it for the weekend, they are all cooked.
Bruce opens the fridge and sees that sweet treat he was saving is gone and he lays into Tim because it was his reward for sitting through that board meeting and Tim is about to apologise when Damian just ambles through the kitchen, nose on his phone and goes "Father I saw you consume that cake" and Bruce is "I did not" and Damian just looks up, "You ate it over the sink, Father." And Bruce just bluescreens because did he? Damian and Tim just share a nod, they never speak of it.
Jason accidentally gets knocked out during an intense game of tag which they are not allowed play in the house. They know he's going to be OK but he's still out and Bruce's keys are literally in the door, angling as they turn and... Cass is on the doorstep waiting for him, wanting a hug from her dad and a chat. All the while the Bats have thrown Jason into a wheelbarrow and are extracting him from the house.
And this is Bruce too. Bruce actually gets drunk at a gala, and comes home at like 4am. And he vomits all over the front hall entrance and he's stood there, gasping for breath as he studies the floor that Alfred just had waxed. He looks up to see Dick on the stairs, visiting for the weekend, and he's like, "help me" and Dick just fucking nods, and bolts downstairs before Alfred can get there. Cue Bruce taking ahold of him and yelling, "Alfred, I got him. Oh Dick, how could you?" and Dick just pockets the $200 Bruce passed him.
u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then
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Hello <3 I love reading your posts so much! Any headcannons for reverse robin AU centered around Dick and his older brothers :)
Little Dick is a complete meanance. He's running circles around his big brothers, getting them into trouble and running to Bruce whenever he gets upset
Is a complete spoiled brat. He gets whatever he wants, candy, toys, extra time on screens because he's totally a brothers' boy
Always climbs into bed with one of his brothers when he can't sleep and usually ends up asleep laying practically on 90% of the bed.
Likes to run and jump at his brothers, hang off of them and be carried around. The boys feet never touch the ground when there's a big brother to carry him.
scenarios Alfred Pennyworth has to be a witness to as a resident of Wayne Manor that the batkids have absolutely no shame in front of whatsoever part 21 (masterpost here)
*while Bruce has WE investors around the manor for a business dinner*
Alfred: *opens cabinet full of alcohol* *reaches for a bottle of whiskey*
Jason, peeking his head around the doorway: psst, pst, Alfie, they still here?
Alfred, looking over, slightly amused: yes, Master Jason. if you wish to avoid having to exchange pleasantries with Master Bruce's associates, i recommend avoiding the main study.
Jason, grinning: neat, i can use the kitchen.
Jason, eyeing the bottle Alfred is going for: uh- whatcha doing...?
Alfred: Master Bruce has requested something to drink for him and his guests.
Jason, cautiously: ah....
*a hesitent beat*
Jason: you uh... you might wanna take a different bottle...?
Alfred: ?
Jason: well i'm pretty sure i stole and drank that one when i was like. fourteen? so yeah- i'm pretty sure that's apple juice in there, not whiskey.
Alfred:
Alfred, sighing: of course. *reaches for a different bottle*
Jason: *winces* not that one either. or- maybe not any of the ones on that row, actually.
Alfred:
Alfred, suspiciously narrowing his eyes: and... which bottle do you think i should take?
*a beat*
Jason: yeah you might wanna try a different cabinet.
Alfred:
Alfred: my boy, i think you may be an alcoholic.
Jason: -in my defence the pit makes it really hard to get drunk nowadays.
Alfred, pointedly raising an eyebrow: and when you were fourteen?
Jason:
Alfred:
Jason: Dick double-dog dared me.
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