[Comprehensive British and American] Mr. Wayne's daily life of social animals

"So that California joining the United States that old Tom was talking about last time..." When I turned around, I realized that Fred was no longer there.

I paused for two seconds, pretending that I had never made this mistake, opened the history textbook by myself, and began to rummage through it.

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"Are you just sending him to the police station to surrender?" Stephanie's dress made her only show a pair of eyes, but those eyes were looking at me stubbornly.

"I don't expect him to understand." I put my hand on the neck of the little gangster Al. This guy has not yet reached the age of criminal responsibility, and he will only stay in the juvenile prison for a few days at most, but even so, I don't know. Get him out of the messy gangs here to protect his life - even if he murders Fred.

"You're so weird." Stephanie and I lifted him over the wall, only to find that there were gang members coming from the other direction.

"But I just like weird people like you."

Just as I squinted my eyes to look for the flaws of the group of people below, a black shadow appeared in front of us.

"El, you are guilty of murder, and you must go to the police station and give yourself up and admit your crime."

Al, who was still able to speak from time to time under my subordinates, has now shaken into a sieve, and he said: "Okay, okay."

"You need to go home, miss."

Stephanie nodded wildly: "Of course."

Finally, the black shadow of a huge black bat printed on the chest said to me: "Robin, as for you, you must talk to me."

Standing on the roof, I saw the group of gangsters being escorted into police cars in batches by police officers brought by Sergeant Gordon, handcuffed, and watched them go away.

"You two are here... oh, Tebow, why are you wearing this again now?"

I turned my head to look at Ye Yi, who had jumped down, and crossed my arms: "Is your police station on holiday?"

"No, I'll take a break and come back tonight." Nightwing floated to Tim's side on the tall building like a sensitive bird, and he wrapped his arms around his successor's neck: "I Come and see you."

"Robin, come with me."

I threw out the hook and followed Batman to the Batmobile, leaving only Nightwing with a bewildered expression.

"Wait, isn't there no space on the Batmobile?" Dick looked at the tail lights of the car going away, wondering why he was left here.

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"You decided to wear this uniform again." Batman's voice was still low, and it was completely different when he was the Gotham playboy Brucey, so it could become fear and shock.

"...Will you reject me?"

Batman didn't answer, he took off his hood: "But Jack will find trouble with Bruce, he is really difficult to deal with."

I forced the corners of my mouth up and smiled: "No, Bruce, even if he knew how Bruce was dumped when he picked up a girl for the first time, and how he was choked to cry for the first time drinking in the ballroom, Jack would not Blaming an old friend for his son's own rebellious period."

Bruce froze for a moment: "I thought we were friends?"

I laughed out loud: "Yeah, I'm the best Robin Dick ever said."

Mastering these "little weaknesses" of Batman is also what Timothy, who is destined to become the world's number one detective in the future, should do.

At this moment Dick's voice sounded: "Why do you leave me there and let me walk back by myself?"

It was obvious that Dick, who had reached the rope all the way, was a little tired. He sat down on the chair and looked at Batman, who had already taken off half of his uniform: "What were you two talking about just now? So happy."

Am I laughing?

I put a hand to my mouth and looked up to see Bruce adjusting his cape.

I lost my best friend, but Bruce told me we were friends—he was worried about me.

"Dick!"

"Why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

"I haven't done training for a long time, let's play a game!"

"...Of course, I'm your idol and teacher. Be with you anytime, Tibao."

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As I crouched on the roof of our villa in my newest uniform again, I heard old Jack's voice.

"Son, are you here?"

"Yes Dad."

Jack came upstairs and saw Tim's cape blowing like a bird's wing in the wind, and his face began to change again.

"Does Bruce Wayne have to take you back?"

"Dad, you know this is my own decision." I said firmly, "I have been professionally trained and I am good at this. Gotham needs everyone who has the ability to stand up and fight against this city-wide riot." Gang War."

"If I have the ability, I have the responsibility. Will I stand by and watch? Dad?"

"You are my only son, you are my only child." Jack's expression was completely buried by the shadow of the night.

"I am your smart Tim. You played Sudoku with me when I was very young. You praised me as the most cautious and resourceful child. I will never rush into the battlefield unprepared. I will live in the future." At 80, I'll be in Gotham with gray hair and a cane watching my grandkids live in a city free of guns and drugs."

"Father."

"You promised me you'd quit."

"But I have to break my oath." I stepped forward and reached out to hold Dad's arm, "Dad, if you had my ability in my place, what would you do?"

I looked straight into my father's eyes without hesitation: "Will you stand by and watch?"

"It hurts my heart to break my promise to you, but I know that if I continue my promise to you, many innocent people will die in the dark of night. Fred is also Uncle Carl's only child."

"I, I can't..." My father let go of my hand in despair.

"I know you don't know Dad. The person who taught me that greater power comes with greater responsibility is not Batman, but you, Dad."

"My integrity, bravery, and prudence, my virtues were all given to me by you in the first place." My father's eyes gradually became moist, and I obediently buried my head on his knee: "You don't dislike Batman that much." , like you said yourself, after all, people who wear batsuits at night really keep murders down, don't they?"

"So my son, you were snatched by that guy Bruce, right?" Jack's tone was pretending to be relaxed.

"Yeah, why don't you and Dana have more private space?" I teased deliberately.

……

"Dad, I have a phone here, I have to leave."

Jack watched his son disappear into the neon lights like a bird in the night sky, and silently put down his waving hand.

"Be careful, God bless you, my son."

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With my identity restored as Robin, I started investigating the gangsters who had started to infiltrate the school, and Jason helped me a lot.

"Are you really not afraid that the old guy will fire you again because of this?"

On the rooftop of a certain building, I was eating a sandwich brought by Jason in my hand, and my feet were dangling on the railing. When I heard Jason's words, I couldn't help turning my head to look at him: "Why are you doing this?" What do you think?"

"You pretend not to know," Jason also took off the hood, took out a packaged hot dog from his outer thigh pocket, opened the package, and chewed, "I don't care about you, you If love comes to me, just come to me, just don’t attract that old guy.”

I ate the last bite of the sandwich, rolled up the trash, and smiled helplessly. Do you think Batman really doesn't know every time I come to you?

"Jason, if you bring me drinks next time, it would be great if you could bring coffee."

"Then you dislike the fact that the coffee is instant?"

"But there's a freshly ground coffee shop next to the shop where you pack your hot dogs! It's only $8.5, can't Tangtang Red Hood afford to pack that too!"

"Tsk." Jason didn't care about Robin's provocative methods, "Stop talking nonsense, I've beaten up this piece of old stuff and can't let drugs flow into the school, come over and check the intelligence with me."

I jumped off the railing and let the evening wind blow my hair. "That's awesome Jason! I knew you were still my idol, Robin!"

Jason twitched the corners of his mouth, but then quickly lowered his lips: "I'm Red Hood, Robin Jason was stupid to death by himself."

Then he added a moment later, "You yourself said last time that your idol Robin was Dick."

...Did I say that?I only said in front of Dick that the Robin I admire the most is Dick.

Jason looked at the current Robin who had no objection, and was so angry that he twisted his nose.

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"Do you like this?" Afro wore a cropped T-shirt and skinny jeans, her long blond hair braided into Stephanie's blond wavy cape.

"...I like it so much." But I don't really like it.

"I know you might like this, and maybe seeing me like this will make you feel better, Tibbo."

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"But it's too late. I told her that I like her current dress."

I covered my head and slumped my shoulders, sat on the horizontal bar, and watched Dick practice on the sandbag.

"So you're saying your little girlfriend is another sexy and wild look now? It's no big deal, you just got a new girlfriend without breaking up or cheating!" Dick punched and punched while punching the bag Said to me.

"I don't want a new girlfriend." I kicked dick and was hitting the bag.

This guy Dick was taken aback by me, and he turned his head to look at me with admiration on his face: "Great! Great kick, baby bird."

Then he stretched out his hand and touched my head again: "How can you not handle your girlfriend's affairs well? Learn from me. When you encounter relationship problems, you can go out for a walk, and you can come back..."

"The last time you were slapped in the face by Barbara and kicked to the ground by Xinghuo, did you think so?"

"...Baby bird, why are you so angry?" Dick is not upset when his shortcomings are exposed. Although he has been dumped by his girlfriend for 18 years in a row, now he is a happy single little blue bird, and he can feel free at any time. Fall into a new relationship.

"I just thought... maybe I should just tell her and break up."

Dick stroked his chin. Although he had countless relationships, he was dumped every time. He had never had the experience of breaking up with his girlfriend.

"May I ask Bruce for you?"

The author has something to say:

However, Bruce didn't know how to break up in the normal process.

It doesn't matter, what about cp doesn't affect me to distribute sugar everywhere, I am a sugar production machine that focuses on giving sugar to little red birds!

I'm thinking about weekend updates, so I'm waiting for comments in advance.

I can have it, right?