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    Duke sputtered as Bruce's massive gauntlet-clad fingers fumbled clumsily at the edges of his helmet. "B—Batman, I swear if you break my mask—"

    Bruce ignored him, growling low in frustration when he couldn't find the release mechanism (because Duke had learned from Jason’s horror stories and installed a biometric lock).

    Steph landed nearby. "Oh my god, I think he’s trying to check your temperature like a sick kid. B, we have literal thermometers in the suits."

    Dick swung down next to them. "Nah nah nah, this is classic Batdad behavior—first comes the baby-carrying, then comes the 'must inspect child for ouchies' phase." He leaned in toward Duke. "He did this to me once after Fear Gas. Held me up by the armpits to check for head wounds."

    Bruce finally gave up on removing Duke’s helmet, only to press their foreheads together with an audible thunk. "...No fever?"

    Yeah. He was definitely a little inebriated on the gas.

    Duke went completely still. "...Did you just headbutt me?"

    "Safe?"

    Duke was starting to realize why everyone called Bruce "Caveman B" when drugged. (Damnit, Crane.)

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    24 Jan 2026

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    Best dad Bruce