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"Dick, are you in here?" Bruce pushes open the door. "I need to-"
He stops short.
"Mind explaining why the entire training room is covered in laser beams?"
"Hi Dad!" beams Dick, mid-pirouette.
Bruce's eyes rove over the various green beams slicing through the air of the enormous space. "Mind explaining where- who-"
"It's a travesty," tuts Edward, slinking up behind Bruce and putting his hands on his hips. "The boy has phenomenal gymnastic talent and you've never taught him to bypass lasers? This is an integral part of development and you're hindering it."
Bruce fights the urge to sigh.
He loses.
Turning around, Edward is gone.
He turns again.
"Catch me if you can, Batman," coos the former rogue. He's already halfway through the laser maze.
"What happens if I cut a beam?" Bruce asks warily.
Dick shrugs. "Dunno! Eddie and I haven't."
"Show-off," Bruce mutters.
"Try and catch us, Dad!" Dick bounces eagerly on the spot. "Eddie and I were playing tag before- it's probably safe. How come you never did teach me this? Also, Eddie stole your phone."
Edward tosses the slim black device up in confirmation. Diving low, he slides neatly under a green arc to catch it. "Bats can fly, can't they? Come, Mr. Wayne, take to the air."
Bruce grits his teeth, fighting back a helpless grin. "If I get my hands on you..."
"If," Edward twinkles. "If."