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Mr.Wayne is a good weird dad-thing( he only has one dad and that dad is gone forever)
But Mr. Wayne is still young and even if Dick is only 9 he still needs to protect him from bad men.
Especially if the bad man is hurting Mr. Wayne, when his new guardian took him in Dick notice two things.
He’s really new at taking care of a child.
He leaves every night.
The first thing was easy to find out, the way Mr.Wayne hesitates over normal parent things, like picking Dick up or reading him bedtime stories. He fumbles with Dicks shoe laces(he says there to small to work with, Dick scuffs at this), he sucks at making food and he doesn’t know how to properly cuddle(which Dick is STILL teaching him how to do). Mr.Wayne is bad at this parenting thing but it’s fine cause Dick is bad at this ward thing too so they could be bad together.
Thank everything Alfred’s here, at first Dick didn’t know if Alfred likes him, cause he always looks so uptight, but one time after a particularly bad dream Alfred stayed up all night holding his hand and soothingly rubbed his back until Mr.Wayne came back from his weird nightly trips.
Now Alfred’s his new grandpa(it’s fine to say Alfred’s his grandpa cause Dick’s not replacing anyone, his real grandparents died before he was born).
The second took a week to find out about, but once he did, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. What if Mr.Wayne’s goes out every night and goes to a really high place and what if he falls and theres no one to catch him.
He shakes his head at that thought, from across the dinner table Mr.Wayne gives him a questioning look.
“Everything ok Dick”
“Yeah Mr.Wayne just thinking”
“You know you can call me Bruce right”.
He just giggled at Mr.Wayne’s response,”my mama taught me that if the persons old your supposed to call them Mister”
Mr.Wayne squeaked at his response, instantly the huge man stood up.
Dick knowing what would come tried to get away but sadly he couldn’t escape, he laughed till he cried while Mr.Wayne ruthlessly tickled him with no mercy.
“No no stooooopppp it’s tooo much”
“That’s what you get for calling me old brat”
Slipping though the man’s hold, Dick climbed up on a nearby counter, leaping to catch the chandelier above the table he used the momentum to launch himself onto the high shelf a little above Mr.Wayne’s reach.
During his trick Mr Wayne was having multiple heart attacks at once. “Dick don’t do that what if you fell”
“You would catch me” he responded with a giggle.
Mr. Wayne stood below him, hand stretched wide with an expression saying ‘get down here’ Dick ignored him.
“Hm master Bruce why is master Dick on the high shelf” both occupants looked towards the voice, Alfred stood in all his butler glory with a raised brow practically radiating disapproval.
“Well you see Alfred” Mr. Wayne started to awkwardly rub the back of his neck “I sorta tickled him until he ran up there to get away” the brow raised higher as his ‘boss’ Winced at the gesture.
Feeling the older man’s attention change from Mr.Wayne to him, Dick quickly climbed down.
“Well than, I suggest we should retire for today it’s getting quite late after all” Alfred sent one of those adult looks towards Mr.Wayne while the recipient nodded his head in understanding, Dick grumbled at the stupid adults and their stupid adult language.
Sighing in defeat Dick held his hands out giving His new guardian the ‘pick me up’ gesture.
Mr.Wayne (like always) hesitantly picks him up. Soon he was brought into his room. He was tucked him and Mr- Bruce turned to leave, catching the man’s hand he held on surprising both occupants of the room.
“Dick?”
“Good night Bruce” he watched as a slight smiles spread across the man’s face.
“Goodnight chum”
Dick waited 30 minutes after Bruce left to sneak around the house again. Alfred usually stays in his quarters during the night so he doesn’t have to worry about being caught.
He remembers from watching Bruce a few night ago, Bruce walked in the direction of his office.
As quietly as he can he headed towards Bruce’s office, silently turning the doorknob he cringed at the creak from the door.
The office was empty, he looked around, remembering a recent spy movie he watched, he looked for hidden entrances to a secret passage. He was checking on the books when he accidentally pushed something off of Bruce’s desk.
Startled he stumbled backwards accidentally wincing when he hit the grandfather clock behind him.
It made a weird noise, like there was nothing behind it. Knocking on the surrounding walls he notice the walls next to the clock made noises that sound more like doors than a wall.
He had found the Secret passage way.
He just needs to find a way to get in.
The entrance is a clock, so the clock hands must be a password thingy like in the movie.
Than he remember on one of the first nights of his stay, Bruce was rushing towards his office in the middle of the day.
He remembers Alfred saying “it’s not time for 10:48 master Bruce” but Bruce just ignored him cause Bruce was kinda mean his first few days here, but he’s better now.
It always struck him on why Alfred made sure to say that exact time, he slowly turned the hands till they pointed at 10:48.
He heard a silent clicking from behind the clock until the clock moved to reveal a entrance to the secret hallway.
This is.
This is
Sooooooo COOL. Bruce has the cooolest house, does this mean Bruce is a spy.
Does this mean Bruce could teach him how to be a spy, he thinks he can be a good spy, he’ll even put on those itchy suits cause all the spy’s wear them, is that why Bruce is always wearing them?
He ran down the hallway, and than ran down the stairs when the hallways quickly turned into steps.
When the cave came into view Dick stopped and stared in awe.
There was a big computer, a couple of cars and motorcycles, a plane, and a bunch of weapons.
But overall it was just a big empty cave, and currently sitting in the chair in front of the super big computer was Bruce, his guardian.
“Bruce?” Bruce quickly turned towards the voices.
“Chum?”
Dick looked at his new weird father-like figure, Bruce was currently wearing a robe holding a coffee, Dick could see little bruises forming on his neck.
Something clicked in Dicks head.
His mama said little bruises on someone’s neck means someone loves their partner very much, he also heard an officer(from that cursed horrible night) say Batman’s has connections to Bruce.
Connections=relationship.
Which means Bruce is dating Batman.
And the reason Bruce comes home with bruises is because of batman.
“Chum I can explain”
“You don’t have to I already know” Bruce sighed in relief but Dick couldn’t help the tears that form in his eyes.
“You shouldn’t let batman hit you just cause you love him Bruce” he was flat out bawling now, the person who was helped him was hurting Bruce, Batman was supposed to be a good guy but only bad men hurt others.
“Chum don’t don’t cry hey dickie look at me” he looked towards Bruce, who was now hugging him “he doesn’t hurt me”
“Than why do you come home all bruised and limping, are you scared to tell me, Bruce don’t worry I’ll protect you Bruce, I promise”
Bruce just held him tighter “oh chum he’s not hurting me, you see sweetie sometimes I help Batman take down really bad guys but I’m not that good of a fighter so I get hurt”
“Why does he take you out than”
“Cause Batman needs a partner, but I’m not much of a fighter so I get hurt, Batman doesn’t like me helping and getting hurt sweetie, he hates it when others get hurt, he could never hurt anyone that doesn’t deserve it”
He wiped his eyes with his sleeve “so so he doesn’t hurt you”
“No never Dickie”
“And Batman needs a partner”
“No not really but I like to help”
“Than I’ll be his partner so you’ll won’t get hurt anymore”
Bruce looked shocked now but instantly turned Dick down, claiming Batman shouldn’t need Dicks help.
But Dick’s stubborn, he cut out a mask from an old tee-shirt, and followed the old bat around the city and harassed him in the cave.
Every night for months Dick relentlessly demanded to be Bats partner to allow his father-figure thingy to rest.
Batman claims he doesn’t need a partner, but following him around Dick can see otherwise. The mans reckless and has no one to help him.
Eventually He got a costume.
that’s how Robin was born and that’s how Dick gains another father-figure thingy (a dad but not a dad cause he only had one)