Alfred: *walks into the Batcave and notices a small light in otherwise utter darkness*
Alfred: *turns on all the lights, waits for his eyes to adjust and sees Bruce sitting on his computer chair, staring into the distance* Master Bruce?
Batman: *clears his throat and wipes his face haphazardly* Alfred. I – I didn’t hear you come in.
Alfred: My word… It’s been a while since I last saw you shed a tear. What’s the matt–
Batman: *gets up and starts working on his latest gadget* Allergies! You know I have them.
Alfred: I’ve been with you since before you were in nappies. You most certainly do not.
Batman: I meant fear toxin! Crane’s b-back in town.
Alfred:Master. Bruce.
Batman: *putting on his cowl and cape in a hurry* The signal, Alfred – Gordon, rooftop – *runs into the Batmobile*
Alfred: *muttering as he picks up what looks to be a discarded phone from the ground and dusts it off* Such a simple question. But perhaps I should have known better. *sighs*
Me: *walking into the Batcave with Dick and holding my hair down as the Batmobile zooms past us*
Nightwing: *drops the cereal bar he was munching on* Broosh? Wha– He totally forgot about me! *jumps on his motorcycle and speeds off*
Alfred: I believe this belongs to you.
Me: *takes my phone from him* He’s been looking at our Tumblr account again, huh? *scrolls through the inbox*
Me: *grinning from ear to ear*
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This is so touching that it could make even Mr. Poker McBatface show some emotion, is what I’m trying to say. Thank you, thank you, @unsaddledlamb!
Alfred: *walks into the Batcave carrying a tray of cookies*
Alfred:
Alfred: Master Bruce, is everything alright?
Batman: *looks up for a second* Oh. Alfred.
Alfred: *frowns suspiciously*
Batman: *distractedly* Uh, Alps. Mission. With Clark.
Alfred: *looks at the Batcomputer screen displaying a Tumblr page*
Batman: I’ve been doing some research on optimal wilderness disguises.
Alfred: *watching silently as his vigilante son, donning a yellow cowl, pulls at tight spots on his snow-colored suit and flips its matching furry cape, using the Batmobile’s reflective surface as a mirror*
Alfred: *leaves the tray on Bruce’s work table and proceeds to walk out, grinning* Then I shall leave you to it.
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@xellexavierxau, looks like someone liked your idea.
SOMEONE NEEDS TO DRAW THIS ITS SO CUTE
Me: *whispering to @nanna-the-batmum * I was actually thinking the same thing – *does a double-take*
Red Hood: *holding up a hand-painted sign saying “WANTED: artist willing to draw Bruce in a fluffy, white Batsuit, REWARD: 1 BILLION DOLLARS”*
Me: Jason, we can’t afford that –
Nightwing: *empties his piggy bank onto the kitchen table* Savings from my days as a police officer.
Red Robin: *writes a check* Savings from my days as CEO of Wayne Enterprises.
Robin: *takes out a thick wad of cash from his utility belt* Spare change.
Red Hood: *clicks on a banking app on his phone* And a liiiiittle bit more from Bruce’s days as Bruce Wayne.
Batman: Do you know what I hate most in the world?
Red Hood: Kittens? Laughter?
Alfred: *hears sniffling*
Alfred: *walks into the Batcave and notices a small light in otherwise utter darkness*
Alfred: *turns on all the lights, waits for his eyes to adjust and sees Bruce sitting on his computer chair, staring into the distance* Master Bruce?
Batman: *clears his throat and wipes his face haphazardly* Alfred. I – I didn’t hear you come in.
Alfred: My word… It’s been a while since I last saw you shed a tear. What’s the matt–
Batman: *gets up and starts working on his latest gadget* Allergies! You know I have them.
Alfred: I’ve been with you since before you were in nappies. You most certainly do not.
Batman: I meant fear toxin! Crane’s b-back in town.
Alfred:Master. Bruce.
Batman: *putting on his cowl and cape in a hurry* The signal, Alfred – Gordon, rooftop – *runs into the Batmobile*
Alfred: *muttering as he picks up what looks to be a discarded phone from the ground and dusts it off* Such a simple question. But perhaps I should have known better. *sighs*
Me: *walking into the Batcave with Dick and holding my hair down as the Batmobile zooms past us*
Nightwing: *drops the cereal bar he was munching on* Broosh? Wha– He totally forgot about me! *jumps on his motorcycle and speeds off*
Alfred: I believe this belongs to you.
Me: *takes my phone from him* He’s been looking at our Tumblr account again, huh? *scrolls through the inbox*
Me: *grinning from ear to ear*
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This is so touching that it could make even Mr. Poker McBatface show some emotion, is what I’m trying to say. Thank you, thank you, @unsaddledlamb!
Alfred: *walks into the Batcave carrying a tray of cookies*
Alfred:
Alfred: Master Bruce, is everything alright?
Batman: *looks up for a second* Oh. Alfred.
Alfred: *frowns suspiciously*
Batman: *distractedly* Uh, Alps. Mission. With Clark.
Alfred: *looks at the Batcomputer screen displaying a Tumblr page*
Batman: I’ve been doing some research on optimal wilderness disguises.
Alfred: *watching silently as his vigilante son, donning a yellow cowl, pulls at tight spots on his snow-colored suit and flips its matching furry cape, using the Batmobile’s reflective surface as a mirror*
Alfred: *leaves the tray on Bruce’s work table and proceeds to walk out, grinning* Then I shall leave you to it.
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@xellexavierxau, looks like someone liked your idea.