Bat family's cub is lost

"Good morning, my bed, good morning, my helmet." But look at the alarm clock, ten forty-two, it's getting late. "Damn it," Jason suddenly woke up. He jumped up from the bed, quickly put on his clothes, and rushed to the bathroom.

After a while of splashing water, he gritted his toothbrush and ran out of the bathroom with foam in his mouth, then turned into the kitchen.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of clanging pots and pans, and Jason came out with the baked bread, put him on the dining table in a hurry, and turned back to the bathroom.

"Huh, it looks pretty good." After washing, he washed off the foam around his mouth, and then shaved his beard worryingly, although he just shaved it yesterday.Jason looked at himself in the mirror to make sure he looked okay.

Usually, he can sleep until the afternoon because of some night work problems, and he doesn't have to worry too much about his appearance if he doesn't go out during the day.After all, he ran away from home, this is his safe house and there is no second Ah Fu to urge him to keep a good schedule.

But today is different, he has to go home to celebrate a certain kid's birthday.

Here lies the trouble.When he left home, he told that guy that he was going to another city for an internship, and that if he wanted to enter politics, he needed experience.But the truth is, he had a fight with the old man, so he was going to pack up and run away from home.

Put the food into the stomach three times, five times and two times, and put the plate into the sink.Jason finally stood in front of the mirror to confirm his appearance, and confirmed that he would not be seen as flawed.

The phone just rang.

"Little Wing, have you gotten up yet?" On the other end of the phone, Dick sat on the seat with his legs crossed in a police uniform, a rare peaceful time.He's waiting for his co-workers to get off work, then slogs his car back to Gotham.

However, he looked outside, his colleague was hugging a beautiful blonde girl, maybe he would come in next to tell him some bad news.

"Dick?" Jason looked suspiciously at the phone that had no sound. The screen was covered with "spider webs". Maybe he bumped it somewhere while doing the task and broke it?

"I'm here, I'm here, wait a minute." Dick put down his phone and looked at his colleague standing at the door.

"I'm sorry," the colleague pointed behind him, "For some reason, you know, I may not be able to drop you off to Gotham, so—"

"It's nothing, it's okay, of course going out with girls is more important." Dick smiled nonchalantly, "I'll figure it out myself, I wish you a pleasant dinner time."

"That's how it is." Seeing his colleague leave, he put the phone on his ear again, "Little Wing, can you stop by and pick me up when you go back today?"

Jason stopped holding the key, "Big Blue Bird, are you sure your mind is intact? First of all, I'm in Star City, and it's not on the same road as Bludhaven. Also, I remember you just bought a new car ?”

"Don't mention it," Dick scratched his hair with a headache, "I learned to drive by Bruce for night work, but when I came back after catching the thief, I found that there were glass shards and a punctured tire on the spot. Do you know where to get the tires? I might be able to disguise them as Batmobile tires and sell them."

"You have to think about yourself Dick," Jason smiled, locked the door, and walked to his precious motorcycle, "what kept you from getting your car back, and why you haven't made enough money yet Cars and money.”

"Don't say that," Dick put his legs down and lowered his voice, "I just don't want to give in to money, you know Bruce and I are still in a cold war, understand?"

Jason switched his phone to the other hand and started the car with the other hand, "So why not spend his money? You can try to spend all his money, so that he has no money to toss about all kinds of equipment." He straddled On the locomotive, put on the helmet.

"I'll go to Royna first, and then make a detour to pick you up. I'll arrive around four or five in the afternoon. That's it, hang up first."

Dick looked at the hung up phone and made a victory gesture, and then made another call, "Hello, Alfred, it's me. It's confirmed that Little Wing will go home, please activate Plan One."

Wayne Manor, Alfred put down the phone, looked at the second floor and sighed.The two young masters started to get busy for the evening's birthday activities, but Master Bruce still didn't get up.

"You really should get up," Alfred opened the curtains, and the sun shone warmly into the room. Bruce pulled up the quilt to cover his head, fully showing his attitude of non-violence and non-cooperation.

"I hope you remember what day it is."

"No matter what day it is, Ah Fu, bats don't come out of the cave during the day, let me sleep for a while."

Alfred reached out and pulled down his quilt, and said helplessly: "Today is Master Palmer's birthday, have you prepared a gift for him? On Master Palmer's last birthday, you were busy with night activities and missed the whole The birthday party also threw away the cake that Master Palmer left for you, and you promised him that you will definitely attend the next birthday, which is today."

"I know, but it's still daytime. Birthday parties are always held at night, aren't they?" Bruce raised his arms to block the glare of the sun, "Let me sleep a little longer, Ah Fu, please."

"But you also promised to go back to participate in his campus tour," A Fu glanced at his watch, "It is now 11:30, and the event will start at three o'clock. Before that, in order to make room for the night, you still have to There are some documents that need to be processed."

The big bat, which is allergic to the daytime, had to be dazed and dazed to be put on clothes by Ah Fu who turned into a housekeeper, washed together and pushed to the dining table, and then pushed into the study and pressed in front of the desk after eating.

"Master Bruce, please work hard."

Facing a large stack of documents on either side, Bruce leaned back in his chair, trying to think of a way to escape. "Perhaps we can leave them to Dick and Jason? They are also at an age where they should be exposed to this aspect. These unimportant documents are a good opportunity to practice their mobile phones."

Alfred turned on the computer for him, and turned the display screen in front of him, "You can let go of this plan, the two young masters are not interested in company affairs." He looked at his master kindly, "If you really If you are so impatient with these things, then cultivate Master Palmer's interest well, and when he grows up, you may be able to live a life without going out during the day and working at night as you wish."

"Why don't you work at night? Even if Palmer grows up, Batman isn't old enough to retire."

"Because the world is at peace, sir," Alfred said with a smile, "Your Batcave data clearly show that the crime rate in Gotham and even the world is dropping sharply. You can also see the current peace of Arkham alone." Now, it may not be too long before Batman's responsibility is handed over to the police."

"Okay, work." Bruce spread his hands at the computer screen, "I really hope that future will come soon."

Today is the school visit day. Parents can walk into the campus to listen to lectures and play with their children, and do some interesting activities together.But it's not an easy job for teachers, especially those with several powerful kids in their classes.

Stephen packed up the things needed for class and walked to the classroom. It was time for outdoor activities. He had to go to the classroom to prepare for the parents to attend the class when there was no one there.

"Mr. Palmer, why are you still in the classroom?"

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw the children sitting in the first row, looking at the door from time to time.Palmer Wayne, even though he was a child of the Wayne family, was unexpectedly obedient, especially after meeting the two former young masters of the Wayne family, Stephen felt so.

He put the things on the podium and asked softly, "Is it Mr. Wayne who hasn't arrived yet?"

"Mr. Stephen," Palmer put down his pen, greeted politely and then paused, "Because father has a lot of things to do, it's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes." He sighed and raised his soft voice Smiley, "Is it time to start decorating the classroom? Can I help?"

"Of course, it would be great if you are willing to help." Stephen changed the subject following his words, but he couldn't help but sigh for this sensible child in his heart.How busy would Mr. Wayne have to be to miss this kid's school day after day?

"Please drive faster," Bruce told the driver while straightening his tie in the mirror. In the middle of a meeting, he suddenly found that the pointer had pointed to the position of three.This made him have to pull Lucius to the rescue and run away halfway.

Every movement of the second made him feel irritable. If he could, he even wished that he was driving his Batmobile now as Batman, so that he could rush to the school as fast as possible without having to worry about those damn traffic lights .

But unfortunately, poor road conditions are something that Batman cannot change.

By the time Bruce arrived at the school, the parent-child activity session had ended, and the children were holding their parents' hands and preparing to return to the classroom.He was too lazy to say anything to the parents who came to get close, so he perfunctorily passed by in a few words, pushed through the crowd, and found Palmer's class according to the class information given by Ah Fu.

"Here it is-"

Bruce peers in through the window as Palmer huddles around the children who have returned and is giving them problems from their workbooks.

"God, Mr. Wayne," another parent who came saw him, "why don't you go in?"

"I'm looking at my son. Going in now may interrupt what he's doing." Bruce replied with a smile, "It's right there, the one surrounded by children, that's my son."

In this class, every child enthusiastically came to the stage to show their ideas.When it was Palmer's turn, he moved the model to the podium.It was a model of the Wayne Group building, or the one near the top of Bruce's office.Press the switch, and the lights in the office will come on, and you can see that there are villains busy inside.

"I want to help my father so that he doesn't have to be busy every day." The child's words were a little childish.

Bruce sat in the back row watching, and unconsciously fell into the state of a silly father. He felt that his son was better than those who wanted to keep pets, scientists, and doctors. The place is bad.

"well done."

With just one compliment, Palmer's eyes lit up, "No, not that good," he said with his ears turning red, "There is still a long way to go before catching up with my father."

"You are still young, and you will always be better than me in the future." Bruce rubbed his head with a smile, and simply hugged him.Palmer panicked, put his arms around his neck, and shyly didn't dare to look up at the students around him.

"I'm late today, are you angry?"

Palmer whispered, "No."

"What if I said I didn't prepare a birthday present for you? Would you be angry?" Bruce couldn't help teasing him.

"No," he paused, "I have prepared gifts for you."

"Your birthday, prepare a gift for us?"

Palmer was silent for a while, "Because I think it's hard work to thank my father, my brothers and Grandpa Afu for taking care of me for another year."

This child is so well-behaved that he can't bear to tease him.

He opened the car door and stuffed the child in his arms first, and Bruce followed suit. "There is your gift, but you can only read it after dinner, understand?"

"Yeah!" The kid nodded happily.

There was still an hour before dinner, and Jason drove up.The car was borrowed from Roy. As for where Roy got it from, you can probably ask Oliver, who is also faced with the cub running away from home, how he feels when he has a lot of belongings removed.

Dick was the first to rush into the house while Jason was locking the car, gave Palmer a high spin, and then put down the dizzy kid under Bruce's disapproving eyes. "Little Palmer, did you miss me?"

"I know, Palmer will definitely nod." Jason closed the door and walked in, pushed Dick away from the seat in front of Palmer, and stuffed a big gift box into Palmer's arms, "Your birthday As a gift, you can take it apart and have a look after eating, it will definitely not disappoint you."

"Thank you, Brother Jason." The soft answer made Jason feel slightly warm, and he rubbed his head.

"Cough cough," Bruce couldn't help coughing twice when he saw no one was answering him.

"Old man, if you are sick, you can call a family doctor as soon as possible, or go to the hospital for medical treatment as soon as possible." Jason looked at him, and pulled the child towards him, "The child is weak, what should I do if I get infected?" .”

Facing his second son, who had no nose or eyes, and the younger son who couldn't figure out what happened, Bruce said helplessly, "Don't be so extreme, Jason, today is Palmer's birthday. I just want to remind you," he pointed to Alfred who was loading plates in the kitchen, "it's time to eat."

"Brother Jason, are you worried about your father's health?" Palmer pulled Jason's cuff and said in a low voice that everyone could hear, "Don't worry, Grandpa Fu has been urging father to go to bed early recently. , The last physical examination was also normal."

"No, I didn't." Jason glared at Dick, who was holding back a smile, "Eat your food, Fat Bird, I really doubt you can fly now."

Jason, who had forgotten Palmer's power because he ran away from home, found it again. He was speechless at the beginning, unable to refute, and finally could only run away with red ears.

In order to avoid the same situation, other people have maintained the good character of eating without speaking, and it is rare to eat a meal in harmony.

Alfred, who had a panoramic view of everything, smiled without saying a word, and added some juice to Palmer's juice glass.

The post-dinner birthday cake was Palmer's proposal, with stacked cookies underneath, topped with a tiny fruit torte and a candle stuck in the cake.

"Any wishes?" Bruce asked.

Palmer, who blew out the candles, said with a smile: "My wish is that I hope that every birthday can be celebrated like this in the future, and that everyone can be well."

"Wait for me a moment," he ran up the stairs with a patter, and then came down with a small box in his arms. "This one is for father," he fished out something from the box and handed it to Bruce, "and big brother, second brother, and Grandpa Afu." He handed things over one by one. "This is a gift for you."

"Thank you, Master Palmer," Afu said with a smile as he looked at the mechanism doll in his hand, "This is really a great surprise."

Dick, Jason, and Bruce also imitated them in their hands. They could move their hands and feet, and they could walk around on the table after being wound up.Looking at the gift in their hands, they were quite dumbfounded.

"I love this," Dick said, giving Palmer a hug, "but it would be nice if it was a little you." Then he was kicked by Jason.

"Shut up, fat bird."

"Want to see the gift we prepared for you?" Bruce and Palmer squeezed a seat, took him on his lap, picked up the gift box and stuffed it into his arms.Not to be outdone, Dick and Jason picked up the gifts that had been put aside and stuffed them into Palmer's arms.

Palmer unpacks the gift box with Bruce's help.Bruce sent a kid's toolbox, Jason a disassembled model, and Dick a box of assorted candy that Palmer thought he could eat for a year.There is also a gift from Ah Fu, he sent a small handheld computer, a special model produced in the UK.

"I love them all, it's the best birthday I've ever had!"

Jason leaned over from the seat next to him and flicked him on the forehead, "Ignorant brat, when you grow up, we can take you to another city or country for your birthday. Maybe next birthday you will Playing with monkeys in the rainforest, riding camels in the desert next.”

"That's right, never say the best, because the best is always the next one." Dick answered lazily.

Not long after the family movie, Palmer fell asleep in Bruce's arms with his birthday present in his arms.In order not to wake him up, everyone had to watch silent movies, as a test of whether their lip-reading skills had declined.

Towards the end of the movie, the train carrying the bomb was activated, and fireworks and music were staged along with the explosion.Palmer also had a smile on his face in his sleep, maybe he was having some good dreams.

The author has something to say: the content of this paragraph comes from the past before it was modified, and now it belongs only to Palmer's memory.

I originally wanted to divide it into two chapters, but now I simply add one chapter.