Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

"Wake up." The big cat lowered its body and gently pushed Tim and Damian with its fur paws, "Jason is outside."

Tim frowned, "Let me sleep a little longer."

"Then you have to hold on tight." The big cat said indulgently, and he stood on the edge of the fog and jumped.

Jason was so bored that he was about to fall asleep. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground bored, talking to himself at the shadow of Batman. He knew that this shadow would not retain any memory, so the content of the chat became more and more interesting. Be unscrupulous.

"I'm thinking about what else..." Jason rested his chin on his elbows, "Your Batmobile exploded once, but Dick actually broke it."

Damian moved slightly, he tried hard to find a gap in the soft cat fur, and stared at Jason with no meaning.

Jason changed his position, stretched out one leg, and felt that this was not comfortable enough, so he folded his hands behind his head and lay down straight down.

"Do you still remember the time when Ah Fu made you drink vegetable juice for a month because he found a lot of hamburger wrappers in the corner of the Batcave?" He stretched out his index finger in embarrassment, and drew a picture in front of the silent Batman. lock up.

"That's what Tim hid. He asked Connor to bring him food every night at super speed."

"And Damian ... he once broke the leg of a classmate who was bullying him at school, and Dick went to school to fix it."

"I bet you don't even know." Jason shook his toes triumphantly.

The big cat was already stiff in place, he turned his head sternly, and the two little birds on his back looked at each other, as if nothing happened, they slid down from behind him lightly.

Jason over there was still chattering, "And your gossip information, every time Tim is forced to work overtime, he will remain anonymous..."

Jason suddenly silenced. He felt a little cold for no reason, but he didn't notice anything unusual in his nerves, and he felt a weird sense of security.

But he was suddenly startled, what was it that appeared in his peripheral vision - a bunch of white, soft hairs?

Why are there these things?

He hurriedly propped himself up with his hands and tried to sit up, but he failed—his big hairy paws curled up and pressed him back forcefully.

A cat's head appeared in his sight. This cat was so beautiful, Jason thought to himself, he raised his eyebrows in a daze, and looked at the big cat with a rather human expression on his face.

"I knew it." The big cat sighed.

"Todd." He heard the voice of the devil cub that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth and would cut him down in a second.

"You talk too much."

It was Tim's voice, and Jason turned his head resignedly. When he saw Tim's smiling expression, he knew that he was going to be doomed, and now he would rather fight the three Damians alone , and didn't want to see Tim smile at him.

"What's the matter with this cat?" Jason rubbed his back, leaned half of his body on the cat's big fur collar, and comfortably squeezed it.

"Don't touch me bald." The big cat warned.

"Well..." Jason nodded perfunctorily, and he got himself a little deeper, "If you were like this in the real world, I bet no one would be mad at you."

The big cat lowered its head and rubbed against the back of Jason's head. The static electricity generated when the fur rubbed against each other gave Jason a strange and funny hairstyle.

"What's so good about being a human." Jason scratched the big cat's chin, "The best thing is being a cat that sleeps every day."

"What a coincidence." Big Cat replied gently, "I think so too."

"That's why you are in this form." Jason sighed, and reluctantly got up from Maomao, "So there must be a you like Zorro?"

"He's too small." The big cat blinked its icy blue eyes, "But if you want, I can show you him."

"Of course." Jason nodded vigorously, but the big cat grabbed his back collar, lifted him up in the air, and threw him backwards.

He fell into the furry ocean.

"You can leave now." The big cat patted the silent Batman, "I'll be here next."

Batman glanced at him slowly, then at the birds, and suddenly he collapsed into a plume of black smoke and disappeared in the air.

"He just left." The big cat seemed to know what the little birds were going to ask, and answered first. He hesitated for a moment, and moved his head to Tim and Damian, as if he was considering where to start. .

"I'll climb by myself." Tim quickly refused. He trotted to the side of the big cat, grabbed the smooth and soft fur and climbed up.

"Ah." He looked blankly at the small pile of fur in his hand.

The big cat widened its eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"It was an accident." Tim looked at the big cat, then at Mao Mao in his hand, and shoved Mao Mao back on the big cat with an embarrassed face, "Just a little bit." The big cat licked the big cat distressedly. The spot where Tim yanked Fluff off.

"Okay." Tim walked back limply and lowered his head, "I didn't expect you to shed so much hair."

"It's just a moulting period!" The big cat looked at Tim vigorously as if to emphasize that it would not shed its hair, and then threw him and Damian on its back in the same way.

Jason gave them a mocking look, then gathered the fur under his body, and lay down happily.

The big cat tilted its head and looked at them, "Can we go?"

"Okay." Damian replied.

"Take us to some more interesting places." Tim pounced forward, "like Bruce who is as interesting as you?"

"You are very lucky." The big cat retracted and scratched its chin, then stretched it out, "There is no one who doesn't like me."

Then he ran abruptly, the big cat was very familiar with this place, he shuttled through the complicated alleys like a brown lightning.

Then he stopped at the unremarkable cabin in the blink of an eye, "I'm not sure if he would welcome us."

"Here?" Jason asked enthusiastically, with a hint of fear of chaos in the world.

"Grow up, Red," Tim chided.

The big cat looked at them tolerantly, stretched out its paws, and carefully knocked on the door of the cabin, explaining while knocking: "This is a very strange me, the reason why I say he is strange..."

He seemed to be recalling a scene he couldn't bear to look at, so he closed his mouth and didn't speak.

Even Damian couldn't help being curious.

No one opened the door.

"Maybe he's not there?"

"Impossible." Big Cat denied, "You guys come down first."

"What are you going to do? Jump in? But you're about the size of this room..." Tim hesitated.

"Almost." The big cat sniffled indifferently, stretched out his paws, and grabbed the edge of the cabin——

Uprooted.

Then it was thrown aside like trash.

"Uh..." Tim fumbled, he shouldn't expect the patience of felines, even though he seemed to have a good temper.

From behind the big cat, he stretched out his head to look, his lips parted slightly, "Here?"

Inside the cabin is a huge bed, a Bruce is lazily lying on the bed in his pajamas, surrounded by junk food, Coke, French fries, hamburgers, twist candies... these things are piled up in a messy and orderly manner Beside him, where his eyes are directly facing, is a huge screen. There is a long straw near his mouth, and he can drink Coke as long as he moves his mouth.

"I also want to have such a safe house." Tim murmured to himself, with envious eyes, the big cat glanced at him, and pressed his paw severely on his head: "Don't think about it."

Jason noticed that even with such a big commotion, the three people and one cat almost looked around him like a circus monkey, and Bruce didn't even cast a glance at them. on the stomach.

"Is he asleep?"

"He's dead." The big cat complained.

There was a suspicious silence.

"Meow?" The big cat yelled, but no surprise there was no response. He squatted down, and slowly shaved his beard. "He is a big lazy man. This personality has nothing but laziness."

Tim suddenly realized that he sat beside Bruce's bed with great interest, took a bottle of Coke from his inventory, and snatched the straw from his mouth.

Bruce raised his eyelids slowly, gave Tim a quiet look, and slowly closed them again like the famous sloth.

Damian also jumped into bed, and he turned on the huge screen, which was playing a very magical cartoon.

"This is Dick?" Damian asked. The three-headed Dick and the three-headed Titan on the screen were having a good time in Wayne Manor. Dick was especially profligate. out of gasoline.

"Did this really happen?" Jason raised his eyebrows.

"This is a chaotic and evil universe." Big Cat said lightly, "They are the biggest villains."

"What are they doing now? Putting on a show to get into the Justice League? Big Blue is...?"

"Tell about his tragic life experience." Big Cat said empathetically, he was infected by the lazy atmosphere in the room, and yawned, "That's how talent shows are."

"Then let's not bother Bruce." Jason shuddered. He motioned the big cat to lower his body, and then moved all the snacks around the old father to the big cat's back.

Bruce stared blankly as Jason emptied his inventory, moving his mouth with difficulty.

"What do you want to say?" Jason asked with a smile.

Bruce thought for a moment, and he closed his mouth again, returning to his lazy look.

The little birds returned to the big cat's back, and before they left, Tim suddenly yelled at Bruce, "Alf is already upstairs!"

He watched with contentment as Bruce rolled out of bed.