Bat family's cub is lost

It is also the impact of the timeline's self-healing ability, which makes up for Barbatos' injury with a reasonable reason.The Batman who was used as the door struggled to wake up from the nightmare when Barbatos loosened his control, and then sent a warning to all positive matter universes.

With the entire dilapidated world as a battlefield, light and darkness collided with each other. After paying a painful price, Barbatos was driven back to the dark universe and sealed.Maybe he will come back in the future, maybe he will still use the dark side of people's hearts to do something secretly, but now, they have won!This is a very good thing!

Victory was followed by rewards for the heroes - as a reward for saving their respective universes from a dark doom, the Spirit of Being brought back the souls of the heroes, and all seemed right.

Bruce, who had come back from the dead once, touched his neck. He always felt that there was still a rope on it, as if he could still feel the suffocation when he was strangled to death.

"Retired people go to the battlefield again, I'm still as fast, but to be honest, I never thought there would be so much me." Barry still had the excitement after the victory, he had already said this all the way, since returning Their universe is now sitting at the conference table of the newly built base.

Hal stood aside holding a coffee cup, raised his eyebrows, "There is one thing you must be better than all of them."

"what?"

"You're a size bigger than them all, with a big uniform and a big belly. I don't know if you're the fastest, but you're definitely the fattest Flashpoint out there."

Seeing the two of them quarreling again, Diana couldn't help but shook her head with a smile, "Here it goes again, boys."

"Then let's take a long vacation for a while." Clark looked at Bruce, and finally tapped the board after he nodded: "Return to retirement and take a good rest. I guess you don't want to experience the feeling of working overtime to sleep in the conference room again." .”

"Long live!" Billy yelled.

"Especially you Bruce." Before leaving, Clark walked to Bruce, who was still processing the report of this operation, and patted him on the shoulder with concern. "Go home early and take a good rest."

"Then," Bruce raised the corners of his lips, and patted his hand on his shoulder, "I'll leave these reports to you," he moved his shoulders amidst Clark's astonishment that made him look a bit pitiful, "Like you said, I should take a good rest, shouldn't I?"

Bruce cheated Clark's cheerful mood until he stood at the gate of the manor, facing the strange eyes of the old butler who opened the door for him, as well as the weird probing eyes and whispers of his sons.

"So what happened, why are you looking at me like that?" His eyes flicked across the faces of the family members one by one, Alfred's face was full of disapproval, Dick's expression was hesitant to speak, Jason and Damian had a stinky face, while Tim was stern, ready for cross-examination.

Bruce just felt a headache, he really couldn't handle such a scene.

"Because of that kid who appeared out of nowhere," Damian said impatiently, "weak and incompetent and weak, Titus brought him back from nowhere this morning." He looked at Bruce, "Father, are you going to keep him?"

It sounds like a small boy, but why did he appear here, in Wayne Manor?Bruce cast doubtful eyes on Alfred, but his old housekeeper seemed to be busy with other things with his mobile phone and didn't see his hint at all.

"Simply put, demon cubs feel their territory has been violated."

"I didn't, shut up, Todd!"

Jason flipped to the back of the sofa to avoid Damian's fist, and slapped the pillow that he picked up casually on his face, "Old man, I suggest you look through the headlines about you and count how many dates you have had." Woman." He glanced at some parts of Bruce stingingly in his words, "After all, there are always a few times that the measures may not be in place."

Even though he knew that 90.00% of the rules were [-], and Bruce was flying around in the night sky of Gotham in his bat suit, but the denominator was big.

"Jason," Bruce said with a dark face, grinding his back molars, "you can use a concise way to explain exactly what happened."

Tim put the computer aside, "Simply speaking, Bruce, Titus brought back a boy, and in order to quickly locate his family, we found that he is directly related to you." He and Jason behind him clicked Palm, smiled and said, "Is it simple enough?"

"Good job, Little Red."

Bruce cast his eyes on Dick and Alfred, without exception, both of them nodded in affirmation of the answer.So he had to believe that he had another child, his own, who was connected by blood and whose biological mother was unknown.

"How old is he?" The overly thin boy was wearing a nightgown that looked like it came from Damian, curled up on the bed contributed by Jason, surrounded by all kinds of pillows and plush toys, making him look extra thin Some.

"Under the age of five, there is nothing wrong with the body, just sleeping." Dick couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the boy's fluffy hair, and the feel was as good as he imagined.He said with a slight smile: "Maybe, he needs a prince's kiss to get out of the Sleeping Beauty state."

"Where are these plush toys?" Jason cast his teasing gaze away from Tim's body to Damian's body, and then successfully harvested a furry demon cub.

"Don't look at me Todd with that look," he lowered his voice and said viciously, "Use your brain, I don't need such a weak thing."

"If you can give me your bat cow and let me turn it into bat steak."

"Don't think about it!"

Bruce had to pull the two people who were about to fist apart one by one, "Be quiet, don't fight." But the two little birds still fluttered their wings, trying to slap each other in the face.

"I said, don't fight here," Bruce turned and pushed Damian against the edge of the bed, pulled Jason closer with his other hand, and then knocked him down on the floor. "If you can't stay idle, Damian will feed your animals, and you, Jason, read a few more political cases, maybe you will have a chance to use it."

He let go, Damian snorted unconvinced, Jason rubbed his neck and got up with an unhappy expression.The family gathered around the bed again and looked at the sleeping children. When A Fu came back with some simple food, he saw this scene. Everything was fine, there was no fight or quarrel, everything was normal.

Perhaps the sound was louder just now, the cub in the pile of plush toys grasped unconsciously with his fingers, pulled a chubby bat doll into his arms, and rubbed against it unconsciously.

"Can I have him?" Damian whispered suddenly.

"No," Bruce refused, "he's not one of your animals, but he's going to be your family."

Dick poked the demon cub who was in a low mood, and said in a low voice: "Think about the good, in the future you will have a little tail to follow you and call you brother, wobbling and soft like a little penguin."

Damian's eyes lit up again, and he tugged at the hem of Bruce's clothes, "Father, can I raise penguins?"

Bruce glanced at Dick, who turned his face away with a guilty look, and was silent for a while, "

Next time you can tell Superman to help keep the penguin you want in the Fortress of Solitude. "

"good idea."

There were some whispers from the bed, like the purring sound of a kitten with its eyes closed when being petted, which represented trust, comfort, joy and longing for closeness.

The people of the Bat family around the bed, no matter who they were, couldn't help but soften their eyes when facing such a cub.Of course, Damian, who has the words "Want to raise!" written all over his eyes, has to be ignored here.In the image of an animal, he would probably be jumping from one end of the house to the other with fluffy fur and holding a "Want to Raise" sign.

Bruce's eyes also softened, and he couldn't help reaching out and touching the cub's soft face.The temperature from his fingertips made him froze suddenly, and an inexplicable emotion surged up from his heart, as if seeing Gotham ushering in the dawn from the darkness, as if touching a treasure that could not be found.

A word poured out from the lips and tongue uncontrollably, "—Palmer," as if the words with magic power pried open the deep memory that was locked in the depths of the soul, even after the modification of the timeline .

"Palmer," his eyes turned from anger to pain and sorrow, he squeezed the disobedient child's face, and with a heavy sigh, tears rolled down his jaw and fell onto the bed, "my— son."

If he could save the world, then he would never mind sending himself to the altar as the necessary sacrifice, but that didn't mean he would want his children to make the same choice as he did.

The return of memory recalled the existence that should have been erased. The boy's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes. The pupils of his eyes were as clear as the sky.He followed the hand pinching his face and saw the familiar face, "Father," his lips twitched without making a sound, but there was already a nostalgic smile on his face.

Like a chain reaction, the expressions of Dick and Jason became stiff, distorted and complicated.The former rubbed Palmer's head again regretfully, his eyes were filled with the fact that he will settle accounts after the fall when you are well.The latter gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to pry open the child's head to see what was inside.

"Oh, that's true," Alfred said with a smile, wiping away his tears, "Welcome home, Master Palmer, it's great to see you back."

"Who the hell is he? Why do you all have this expression? What are you hiding from me?" Damian was irritable and annoyed by this sudden scene, which made him feel excluded, only he didn't know what it was what happened.

Tim, who also knew nothing, responded with an inquiring look, "It seems that this will be a very long story."

"Yes," Bruce replied, "I don't mind telling you all I know for the rest of the family night. Before that," he looked at Palmer, who was still dazed, with a scowling face, "Some people deserve some punishment for their actions."

Jason grinned, "For example, I can memorize all the legal books I used before." Those are big tomes, and they can be as high as Bruce when piled up.

"Or ban all electronic products," Dick smiled kindly. "It's difficult for a lifetime, but I think it's okay for a year or two."

When Palmer was frightened, his round blue eyes were wide open and full of horror. Looking at the two brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time, what was written in his eyes was: Are you devils! !

But the devil is always behind.

"My lord is right," Alfred echoed, "Then I will punish you, and the share of the cookies in the future will be distributed equally to all family members at home."

"Good proposal," Bruce rubbed the little bird who was fearless in the face of death but was stunned in front of his family, "then I will punish you for all of the above, and tell your family about anything that happens in the future .Maybe it's a bit too sentimental to say this, but all the pain you go through sometimes comes back a hundredfold on the person who loves you. Over the years, whether it's me or Dick or Jason, we have all too many times Let the family feel the pain, and now you are one of them."

"I'm sorry," Niaozizai's eyes filled with tears, and the sky turned into a lake.

Jason reached out and knocked on his head, the action was fierce, but not very strong, "Then remember it well, or next time we may learn from Cyborg and transform you into a cyborg , and then type the rules directly into your head."

"Don't scare him, Little Wing," Dick said with a smile. "This kind of thing only needs to be implanted with a chip or hypnotized. There is no need to be semi-mechanical."

Niao Tuantuan, who felt sad and blamed himself, was once again frightened by his two more devilish brothers, shivering towards his old father, looking for support.

Bruce suppressed the smile on his face, coughed twice pretending to be serious, and the action of intimidating the bird cubs was over.He looked at the relieved Palmer, and said seriously, "Welcome home, son."

The others, even Damian who still didn't understand the situation, said "Welcome home!" awkwardly, and even started a competition with Jason for whose voice was the loudest.For a while, the room was noisy, and Palmer seemed to be surrounded by the sound of welcome.

He was startled, then smiled naturally, and then said softly, "I'm back."

The author has something to say: I am an honest person, and what I say is sugar is sugar.

This article is completely over here, and I wish all the heroes in all worlds can start well and end well, and the years will be peaceful.

By the way, Amway my original article "I Almost Destroyed the World Again Today", Sand Sculpture, a new attempt, I hope everything goes well.