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Tim frowned as his phone beeped. He hadn’t heard that alert before, but that wasn’t really surprising; he had designed more than a hundred different alerts from ordinary fires to an invasion of fire breathing six legged alien cats. (shut up, it’s totally possible)
But he froze when he read the alert. It was specific to Wayne Enterprises and said that extraterrestrial radiation had been detected within the building. And while they did have some extraterrestrial energy sources they kept in the lower labs, they were behind all the proper security measures and their readings had all been registered in the database.
This reading was coming from something unknown.
Tim gulped down his coffee, his tongue had long since toughened up so it wasn’t burned to a crisp from gulping down the nearly boiling hot life juice.
He looked at his phone again. Unfortunately the warning hadn’t disappeared. Which meant he’d have to deal with it. He sighed.
He sent a quick text to the Furries Anonymous groupchat that he and his many, many, many, siblings and not siblings used before going to refill his mug. Alfred had tried to confiscate the oversized mug, but Tim just kept buying more, each one bigger than the last.
Finally, Alfred had sat him down and forced him to sign a contract stating that for each mug of coffee he drank he would eat a healthy snack and get two hours of sleep. (Actual sleep, Alfred had said, staring down at him with both eyebrows raised. Actually falling asleep and staying asleep for two consecutive hours.)
Tim could have said that signing a contract under coercion wasn’t legally binding, but was too afraid of what Alfred might do to him. Last time Tim had angered Alfred, he had recruited Stephanie to get revenge on Tim.
She had snuck laxatives in every mug of coffee he drank, somehow even managing to do it when he was on a mission in space!
He grumbled as he trekked back up to his office since he’d have better access to the building’s systems on his computer.
On his way back up he bumped into the tour group again. His eyes landed on the black haired teenager. Tim thought he’d imagined him at first (he had only been on his second mug of coffee at the time), but there he was.
Tim squinted at him. He definitely looked like one of Tim’s siblings, but it wasn’t anyone he knew. Had Bruce adopted another kid without telling them again?
He could have asked the groupchat but he didn’t want to seem like he hadn't been paying attention, if this kid had already been with them for a while. He’d have to sneakily investigate.
His phone beeped.
He’d investigate after checking out this radiation warning. He quickly hurried to his office, hopefully it was nothing and they wouldn’t have to evacuate the building.
Once in front of his computer he pulled up the alert. The radiation warning seemed to be coming from just one floor. He pulled up the cameras with the special extraradiation filter he’d designed, and went through the cameras one by one until he came to one that had a green glow around the source of the radiation signal.
Tim leaned closer to the screen, frowning. The radiation glow was coming from the visiting tour group and seemed to be concentrated on the potential new sibling.
Well, shoot.