[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

"Father," Damian protested.

【What's this? 】The Faceless Owl asked.

Bruce didn't hide anything: "A mobile phone disguised as a bird's anklet, you can use it to contact us. As a contact device, it also has the basic functions of most anklets, GPS and some monitoring functions."

Crowley couldn't help but admire: "You're so bad. You know? That's a compliment."

Angel slapped him.

The devil whimpered.

Faceless Owl looked at the anklet.

It was pure black, and could almost blend into its paws without being noticed. Owl, who was thinking, felt the feathers on his chest being ripped, and looked down to see Damian gesturing to it, "Don't pay attention to him".

Look at Bruce again.

He looked at Damian with a "loving" smile.

【If this reassures you.Can. 】

The Faceless Owl shook its down feathers, stretched out a slender and sharp claw with well-defined joints, extended it almost infinitely, jumped over the bonfire, and reached in front of Bruce.

"..."

Bruce stared at the claws with thick bony joints, rough skin and extremely high defense at first glance, sharp claws with sharp attack effects, and realized that the faceless owl has weapons that are more lethal than tentacles, but it doesn't use them.

After a while, Bruce asked, "Relax?"

The Faceless Owl was also puzzled: [Isn't it because I am too close to Damian that you feel uneasy?It's just that for me, Damian is probably the only kid I've been able to play with for a long time, all these years, and many years later.I cherish his existence. 】

Obviously, the Faceless Owl doesn't want to be confined, it likes to be around Damian freely.

Bruce said he understood, and emphasized that he didn't intend to do that: "It can solve your problems." He gestured to the ankle ring, "If you don't know how to treat humans to get the right results, you can use it to contact me .”

This is really a good idea.

"As for Damian, the kid has a mind of his own." Bruce didn't look in Damian's direction.

At the age of 12, he knew to reject his younger siblings who might be born. He made a video call to remind his father to pay attention to safety measures, not to cause "human life", and Damian, who was careful about the water glass, snorted coldly, saying that this is still a human thing.

Damian said to Faceless Owl: "Wearing or not wearing it is completely up to you. You don't need to be burdened because of me. In fact, where and who I want to stay with is just my own business, and they have nothing to do with it."

Big deal run away from home.

The Faceless Owl thought for a while, nodded his head, but did not retract his paws.

This is what it means to actually agree.

Bruce put it on.

"Crack." Locked.

The faceless owl's body seemed to be able to stretch and shrink at will or shrink into a ball. This thing couldn't trap it at all, just like Naqi's collar, for them, it was something they could get rid of at any time.

Bruce: "Don't like taking it off anytime."

Faceless Owl, who was curling up his neck and staring down at his anklet, raised his head upon hearing this, and suddenly, his pale, empty face came to Bruce's face.

Even Batman held his breath.

"Cuckoo." Not for now.

The month has started to go down.

Natch jumped on Bruce's shoulder and scratched it lightly.

"Got it." Bruce said helplessly, "Go to bed."

"It's only 12 o'clock in the evening." Crowley showed a surprised expression, "Aren't you bats and birds all nocturnal creatures or something?"

Aziraphale said: "I think it's good to go to bed early and wake up early."

"This point?"

"It's just that sleeping bags are average."

"Oh~ that~" the devil smiled.

A group of birds didn't know why they seemed to smell some strange signal, they all got goosebumps, each fled quickly, brushed their teeth, washed their faces and went to sleep.

Only then did Crowley show a small "miracle" that belonged to the devil.

A small tent appeared out of thin air. Under the critical eyes of the angel, Crowley lifted the curtain, and saw a suite inside, fully furnished and with the taste of the two.

Each of them looks simple, but they are expensive and extravagant.

"Please." The demon smirked in a low voice, "This is a... small temptation."

"It's not so easy to seduce an upright angel." The angel moved reservedly, but smiled very emotionally, "However, let's do it once in a while."

Then he slipped in through the gap in the curtain that the demon had opened, and the demon followed closely behind.

In the end, he looked back at the bat's tent and said "Shh~".

The peeping birds shuddered.

The old snake smells shameless, he's tired of being a little bird.

Tim rubbed the goose bumps on his upper arm frantically: "Why does it feel weird between them?"

"Thousands of years of friendship, we don't understand." Jason showed a toothless expression.

Dick looked at his brothers with a smile: "It's time to sleep, you don't want any tragedy to happen when Naqi comes in for rounds, do you?"

Jason rolled his eyes and stuffed ZKR into his sleeping bag.

Damian and Jason were in sync, and fell asleep after a blank roll of the eyes.

There was a faceless owl vigil at night, and they were very at ease. Bruce had a small tent alone, which was far away, and the rest of the birds were all crowded in another larger tent, close to their RV.

There was only a layer of clear water left in the water glass next to Dick's head, and Xi Ke disappeared, probably going to the X Academy to play with the professor.

Natch must have slept with Bruce.

The little black cat squatted in the corner of the tent, looking out along the gap in the curtain. From the time Bruce started packing his sleeping bag to the time when he got in and prepared to fall asleep, the little guy had no intention of turning back.

"Natch?" Bruce called out in confusion.

Natch twitched his tail and ignored him.

The space in the tent was not that spacious, so Bruce reached out and tried to rub Natchy's back, but he didn't touch it twice. Instead, after rubbing against the corner of the cloak, he accidentally pinched the cat's tail directly.

Natch: ...

With a "swish" he drew his tail out, squinted his eyes and turned his head.

I'm in a bad mood.

It was rare to see the little black cat so angry, it was not clearly angry, but purring in depression, what really troubled Bruce was that Natchy's temper was obviously aimed at him, but he didn't know what happened.

"What's wrong?" Bruce said softly.

"..." Naqi rolled his tail and tilted his head slightly, as if he was considering what to say.

Bruce waited patiently.

After a while, the projected letters floated out, almost hitting Bruce's face.

【You gave the Faceless Owl the foot ring. 】

Bruce was still puzzled: "You also saw it when you first designed it."

There are not only cat rings and bird rings, but also dog collars. In fact, if Jason hadn't stepped in, Bruce's next goal should have been ZKR, who is easy to talk to.

Natch looked back at Bruce with a strange look.

【Are you still thinking about ZKR? ] I'm not afraid of being chased and beaten by Jason.

Of course Bruce wasn't afraid.

ZKR?

His new foot ring for the Faceless Owl...

His eyes swept over the dangling blue necklace on Natch's neck, and Bruce suddenly understood.

He was lying on his back, looking sideways at the little black cat, with a bit of "Brussian" playfulness: "You are jealous." An affirmative sentence.

Natch freezes for a fraction of a second, walks over to Bruce, and holds out his paw.

"Meow!" No!

Bruce: "Obviously you have a lot of two-legged beasts." He explained to Natch seriously.

Natch: "Meow!" That's different!

It can have many two-legged beasts, but it can't have many observation objects in Dimo ​​at the same time?

This was probably the first time in his life that the scumbag Bruce fell into silence.

The cat's paw pressed against Bruce's neck, and the tip of the paw hooked the position of Adam's apple, repeatedly probing with the sharpest point, giving slight pressure.

Bruce felt the pressure on his Adam's apple, he swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled, Natchy squinted his eyes, exerted a little force, like playing with a toy, trying to press down on the bulbous organ underneath.

"Nach."

Bruce's voice sounds a little hoarse, but it's not Batman's throat cancer voice, it's more like a secret smoked fruit wood steak, which makes Natch a little greedy.

"Meow?" What?

The little black cat was having fun, without any self-awareness.

It also looked down and sniffed Bruce's neck.

Bruce: "... What nonsensical TV series have you watched again?"

[Your interview news. ] Naqi thinks this should not be counted as "unserious"?

Looking up at Bruce on the top of the tent: "..." That must be rude.

"What's the next step?" he asked.

Next step?

Natch tilted his head and thought for a while, then lowered his head to get closer, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose on Bruce's chin.

"Mi?" Like this?

Okay, he's pretty sure the kitten is out of school.

Bruce AKA Batman Wayne feels a headache when he thinks that Tony Iron Three-year-old Stark will call and roar in the Justice League watchtower again.

At least the question about the ankle ring was successfully fooled.

It was obvious that the little cat was the scumbag, but in the end it was he who was more guilty.Sure enough, it is more difficult to be a human being in this world.

After all, a beast is just a beast, but a human being may be worse than a beast...

Bruce thought bitterly.

"Okay, it's time to sleep."

"Meow~" Good~

The cat got into the sleeping bag.

A good night's sleep.

Since they became familiar with Siko, they rarely had nightmares.

At the first bird song in the morning, Damian opened his eyes first, and the Faceless Owl just stuck its head under the wing.

Practicing knives means cutting trees.

It is a traditional morning activity for Damian.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

From the inside, Jason pulled the zipper of the sleeping bag up to his chest to the top of his head, and kicked Dick's sleeping bag with his feet through the sleeping bag.

"Mother bird, go to work." His voice sounded a little humming through the layers of sleeping bags.

Dick snorted: "It will be fine in a while." He didn't wake up either.

Not to mention Tim in the corner, sleeping there is absolutely untouchable.

"Today is already giving us face." Dick was kicked twice, and could only get up with a yawn. "I used to get up at 5 o'clock in the morning at home to cut trees."

He got up, grabbed two sticks, and went out to fight with his fourth brother.

Woke up while beating.

"You're not afraid of being beaten by a bat." Di Ke laughed.

He obviously said that he was not allowed to bring weapons, so if he brought them privately, he should bring them, but now he still uses them openly.

"Let's just say that the Faceless Owl brought it here for me in the morning," Damian said solemnly, "I'll let it send it back for me later."

……

Okay, it's better to be born in person.

Also wanted to piss off Batman for years, and Dick asked himself he couldn't do it.

Knowing that Bruce must have found out a long time ago, he still tells such a careless lie... Tsk tsk...

Damian said again, "That pair is gone."

"Who?" Dick took the time to look around during the cut, and found that the tents of the angels and demons were gone. "Finally." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Not that there is anything wrong with angels and demons.

It's just these two...how should I put it?He didn't know if it was a species relationship, but he always felt that there was something weird about the atmosphere between the two.

Just, if you keep looking at them, you will feel a sweet and greasy tightness in your throat.