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

"Oh come on, Damian." Tim held his forehead, "but do you have any other plans besides mine?"

"I can handle this," Damian said firmly.

Tim sarcastically sarcastically: "Come on, Damian, you can't, I really don't want to get any more calls from your school teacher."

"I don't need to play house with those little goldfish in the stupid school!" Damian was furious, "If it wasn't for my father's request..."

Tim changed his sitting position, holding back his smile and now he has challenged his limits, "Last time your teacher called me..."

"What phone?" Batman, who was sitting beside him silently eating breakfast, questioned, "Why didn't I know?"

"Because of Damian's social practice homework." As soon as Tim opened his mouth, Damian threw the fork over in annoyance, and the experienced little red bird tilted his head calmly and calmly. The dinner fork flew past his ear and was firmly embedded in the wall.

"Shut up, Drake." Damian looked like he was going to lift the little red bird up and hang it on the wall in a second, "I'll just do as you say."

Tim nodded contentedly, then turned to Batman.

"It's nothing, Bruce." Tim smiled at Batman, "I just suddenly remembered that Wayne Group happened to have a board meeting today..." He looked at Batman with a smile, "What do you have today?"

Quiet as a chicken.

No one at the dinner table spoke, even Bruce, who had been smiling happily all the time, couldn't help lowering his head. Batman pretended he didn't hear anything, and calmly cut a piece of fried egg. Bruce raised his head and looked at Batman.

It is impossible to go to work, and it is impossible in this life.

They read this sentence from each other's eyes.

President Drake sighed silently. He knew that no matter which world he was in, he was a high-level social animal. However, when he thought of Damian's plan, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Batman silently swallowed his last bite of bread, stood up, and invited Bruce, "Go for a walk?"

Bruce opened his eyes slightly, showing an imperceptible smirk, he quickly emptied the plate, grabbed a piece of bread and put it in his mouth, and hurried to Batman, he raised his eyebrows, " walk?"

"Yeah," Batman replied, "and let's see what Damian's going to do."

Coincidentally, Tim also decided in the same way. He calmly called the big blue bird who was too busy to make a lot of money.

"Beep...Richard Grayson..."

"Dick." Tim directly explained his purpose, "Damian's teacher called."

Dick was shocked: "Dami was excluded at school? Was he bullied? Or was he found carrying a murder weapon to school again?"

The worried Big Blue Bird had imagined the extent to which Damian's heart was hurt after he was expelled from school.

Tim shook his head speechlessly, he could think of Dick scrambling like a mother chicken when he was on the phone, "No, today is Mother's Day, and the teacher asked all the students to spend a meaningful day with their mothers. "

"Uh..." Dick seemed to be choking, Damian's mother?The woman who was so paranoid and crazy that she killed Damian, she regarded Damian as a weapon, a future heir, and a handy tool from beginning to end—but she did not regard Damian as her own son.

"What is he going to do?" Dick rubbed his nose, more worried.

"Damian's pride doesn't allow him to invent something at will." Tim replied: "He intends to do nothing."

"But if he doesn't get practice points again, he won't be able to advance to higher education." Dick made it even more difficult, "The previous social practice activities were all group assignments, and Damian didn't get a single grade point." He paused , said sincerely: "Damian is a bit difficult to get along with, but there is no child willing to make friends with Damian?"

"Come on," Tim groaned inwardly, and he even rolled his eyes, "A little difficult?" Dick's mother-chicken filter is about as thick as Superman's Batman filter, and this guy forgot he put Dami After An brought to Titan, if Raven hadn't the ability to perceive emotions, it is estimated that Damian would have been put on a sack and beaten up.

"No," said Dick suddenly, "I've got to come back and see."

Tim made a check mark in his heart, everything was going according to his plan, after hanging up the phone, he happily dialed a series of numbers again, the call was connected just now, before the person on the phone could speak, he raised Tom spoke.

"There's Dick's jokes to watch." Tim said with mock seriousness, "Come or not."

He heard a foul word coming from the microphone, followed by the sound of something crackling and falling to the ground. After a while, Jason shouted into the phone in a rough voice: "Come right now."

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

After making all the preparations, he sent Damian a strategy on how to spend Mother's Day, and after seeing the message showed that it had been accepted, he turned on the camera of the manor.

"Wow," Bruce exclaimed, "Dick really doesn't have a clue."

Batman glanced at Bruce, then looked away silently, and settled into his exclusive chair in the Batcave with peace of mind.

"Hopefully he won't notice until the end," Batman said.

So Dick rushed to Wayne Manor in a hurry, and stared at the red hood who happened to get off the motorcycle. Jason took a deep breath——

Then he showed a kind smile, "Good morning."

Dick was so frightened by Jason's strange attitude that he jumped far away. He vigilantly kept a safe distance from Jason, "What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

Jason spread his hands to show his innocence, and his smile became more and more kind, "I just want to come back and take a look."

"Okay." Dick nodded, and walked into the manor first—"F..." Dick's lips squirmed, and he almost blurted out a dirty word. He was like a cat scared by a cucumber behind him, Wayne Manor The quiet atmosphere was broken and became noisy. What greeted him was a cracker, and colorful confetti poured down and sprinkled him all over.

"What's going on here?" He wiped his face in dismay, and then saw Damian awkwardly rubbing over and handing Dick a piece of paper.

"What is this?" Dick looked at the paper with a puzzled expression, "Baking recipe?"

Damian's tone was still very proud, "Baking with the family." But his ears turned red unknowingly.

Dick suddenly realized, and he put his hand on Damian's shoulder enthusiastically, "Oh...Dami." His voice was full of love and choked up, "Yes, I still remember when I was in the circus, I prepare Christmas dinner with my parents."

Jason looked at Dick strangely. He turned around and pressed Tim's ear, "Is this your idea?"

Tim nodded reservedly, then tapped on his phone.

Damian stared at the phone screen, looked up in disbelief, his eyes swept over Tim, and then fell on Jason, Jason was about to burst out laughing, but he still suppressed his smile and gave Damian a big thumbs up.

Damian's face darkened, and he said hesitantly, "D... Dick, is dinner ready?"

Everyone has asked their mother this sentence.While thinking, Damian seriously crossed out a memo.

Dick looked at Damian stupidly, not knowing what evil his grumpy little brother had suffered today, looked at the messy cooking table, and the oven emitting a strange smell, Dick's tone was also very hesitant: "Should ? Wait a little longer?"

"Oh." Damian replied coldly. He stood quietly in the kitchen for a while, like a piece of moldy wood. After a long time, he finally plucked up the courage to ask Dick again: "What do you think of pink?" ?”

"Huh?" Dick didn't raise his head, "It's pretty pretty." As soon as he said that, he saw a shadow falling in front of him. Damian was standing with a T-shirt with a very strange color in his hand. In front of himself, he examined the pink and tender T-shirt for a while, his tone very calm.

"what is this?"

"Gift."

"For me?"

"On." Damian patted the T-shirt on Dick's chest.

Dick looked suspiciously at the pink T-shirt, then squinted at Jason and Tim who had been looking at them. He felt that things were getting weirder.

"Thank you." After all, he still took the T-shirt that he would never wear out for the rest of his life.

Damian crossed out another memo - send mom something pink to make her feel like a kid again.

While Dick's situation was a bit different, it was always good, Damian thought for a moment, and his list was long and his time was running out.

"Dick!" Damian said suddenly. "I think we can change our uniforms on the next night watch."

Finally, Dick couldn't bear it anymore, he threw away the unknown object in his hand, and lowered his body seriously, "Uniform?" He confirmed again.

"Not bad." Damian held his head high: "You have the honor to be my Robin."

"I remember Dick's green scale shorts are still in the Batcave," Tim said softly, and Jason wisely didn't answer—because he wore them too.

"Ahem..." Dick seemed to be choking, he coughed violently, and stared at Damian strangely, "Oh."

He made a promise, "When you're taller than me, I don't mind doing it."

Damian calculated Dick's height in his mind. He was full of confidence in his future. Dick was already the shortest person in the family, just a dick.

With a snort of disdain, he crossed out another item on the memo—role switching, having a subversive conversation with his mother.

"I want to make a bet with you." Looking at the two people who seemed to be performing a funny show, Jason said suddenly, he stretched out his fist and lightly touched Tim's hand, "When will Dick find himself The problem of role positioning."

"You mean a brother is like a mother?" Tim covered his eyes with a sigh, and pulled out all the money in his wallet.

"I bet."