batman and red hood

Jason's daily life seems to be on the right track. Every day, he goes to school, trains, and studies during the day, and patrols with Bruce at night. This kind of life is something Jason couldn't imagine before. At that time, he was struggling for a full meal every day. Do your best.A comfortable bed, an all-you-can-eat meal and even a choice of what to eat, these once luxuries have now become part of Jason's life, so he has no dissatisfaction at all.

Tonight's night watch is over again after throwing a noose to tie up the escaped one.

Jason followed Bruce back to the Batcave, looking at the back of the man who was busy with the next case, but the hand holding the milk glass didn't intend to bring the glass to his mouth at all. .

"What's the matter? Master Jason?"

Alfred asked strangely when he found that Jason didn't drink all the milk in one gulp like before.

"...no...nothing"

If you have to say that Jason is dissatisfied with his current life, it is that he has indeed grown taller than when he first came after drinking so much milk, but it still can't change the fact that he is the shortest one in their class .

He asked Dick when he started to grow, but Dick couldn't tell when he started to grow, but one day he woke up and found that his pants were shorter.

Considering that Dick Robin always wore shorts, Jason felt that it would be a long time before Dick found out that he was tall.

Jason stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at the horizontal lines he had drawn on the mirror. The top line was not much higher than the bottom line.Jason began to worry about whether he had missed the growth period.Or will he be visited by a fairy who assigns heights to children on the night of his 14th birthday?

What a bullshit!Jason never believed in fairies.After lying on the bed, force myself to drive out the animated picture of the very graphic fairy magic and then force myself to fall asleep...

When Jason woke up the next morning, his head hurt a little.

"Master Jason? Do you have a cold?"

At the dinner table, Jason kept coughing, and Alfred touched his forehead worriedly.

"You have a fever!"

Oh, great!This answer made Jason glance at his mouth. Fortunately, today is the weekend and he doesn't have to go to school.

Jason hasn't been sick for as long as he can remember. The first time he was rescued by Bruce doesn't count. Fevered by a sudden cold snap.

But the fever this time is a bit too inexplicable. He eats and wears clothes, not to mention that the weather has started to warm up. Jason can't figure out the reason why he has a fever. The brain tissue fluid had been evaporated, otherwise why would he feel that he couldn't even think about problems.

After eating, Jason really wanted to go to the training room to exercise to see if he could get rid of the irritating high temperature by sweating, but was stopped by Alfred.

Under the stern gaze of this loving old man, Jason climbed into his bed obediently.Originally, he just wanted to pretend to be asleep, and slipped to the training room after Alfred left, but he didn't expect to fall into sleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Fever is more exhausting than Jason thought.

There are a lot of inexplicable dreams in a mess, there are Dick... maybe Dick, and Barbara... maybe, everyone he knows and doesn't know are invaded beautifully in this daydream A handful of Jason's dreams.There's even Penguin them.

Jason, who finally woke up from the dream, sat on the bed in a daze. How could he not know that he cared so much about those guys in Arkham?He even dreamed that Du Teng and Harley Quinn were married. Although there were many rumors about these two women, Jason thought that the relationship between the two of them should have nothing to do with him. Anyway, seeing these two women Just throw it in Arkham.

His mind was still a mess, probably because of the fever he had had all day, Jason still felt his head hurting.He touched his forehead to see if he still had a fever, but felt a chill in his palm.

"Ah Fu just took the ice pillow away..."

Jason thought for a long time before he thought of the only possibility.

The light in the room only comes from the faint light leaking from the gaps in the heavy curtains. Jason turned on the bedside lamp, and it took a little effort for his eyes to adjust to the sudden light before he could see the clock on the wall. After the scheduled time, Jason jumped out of bed, put on his uniform and rushed out of the room.

"Oh, Master Jason, you need to rest"

Alfred was about to send a special drink to Jason's room.

"Wait back! Cough!"

Jason hurriedly passed Alfred and slid from upstairs to downstairs along the carved handrail. He didn't see Bruce, who should already be in the Batcave.Thinking of this, Jason ran towards the room of the big clock leading to the Batcave without stopping.

"Jason? Why are you up?"

Bruce's voice came from behind. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a cup of coffee. The Batman uniform was already put on, and the high-tech helmet was placed on the coffee table.He's ready but not in the Batcave, waiting for him?

"Sorry! Bruce, I got up late, ahem!"

Bruce looked at Jason who was coughing non-stop and said:

"Jason, you can rest tonight"

Bruce put down his coffee cup and picked up his helmet, without any intention of taking Jason on patrol.

"Have a good rest"

The last sentence Bruce left when he left the living room blocked all of Jason's complaints back into his stomach.

Jason nestled on the sofa and switched TV stations in boredom. He felt that he slept a little too much during the day. Although his head still hurts and his body is uncomfortable, he doesn't want to sleep at all.

"Master Jason, please don't watch TV too late, please go back to the bedroom and rest"

Alfred walked into the room with hot milk, disapprovingly looked at Jason, who looked like he was about to fall asleep on the sofa but was trying to cheer up, and said.

"I'm not a baby boy, I can take care of myself"

Jason retorted dissatisfiedly, but his fever made his rebuttal sound weak and without any credibility.

“It would be best if it could be done”

Alfred put the human milk in front of Jason, and went to the kitchen to prepare Bruce's supper after his night patrol.

Jason nestled on the sofa, drinking hot milk without taste, while using the remote control to switch the TV station back and forth bored.

He felt that his upper and lower eyelids were about to stick together, but he didn't want to go back to sleep at all. The sandman who was throwing sand everywhere must have accidentally poured all the sand in his pocket into his eyes.

He heard footsteps behind him, and it must have been Alfred urging him to go to sleep again.

"I'm not sleepy! Ah Fu"

Jason muttered from his mouth.

"looking at what?"

Bruce's voice came from above his head, instantly dispelling Jason's drowsiness.Jason was surprised to see Bruce come back so early tonight, he hadn't even changed out of Batman's uniform, and the cloak was still stained with the night dew that is unique to Gotham night.

Bruce walked around the sofa and sat next to Jason. The uniform soaked in the night cold lowered the surrounding temperature and made Jason, who was suffering from fever, much more comfortable.

"……patrol"

"Sometimes a break is necessary, Jason. What are you looking at?"

Bruce watched the nostalgic old gray ghost show that was playing on the TV.

"You like to watch it too?"

Bruce thought it was strange that Jason would watch such old movies. Don't kids at Jason's age prefer to watch Superman?

"Uh... um"

In fact, Jason was just changing the channel casually, he had no idea what was on TV at all.But Gray Ghost was Bruce's idol, Dick had told him that.

"Then let's watch together"

"it is good"

Jason had no idea what was on TV.He's just happy with things like Bruce watching TV with him...

"oh my god i'm going to get a blanket"

Alfred, who walked into the living room with supper, looked at Jason, who was already asleep on Bruce's shoulder, and spoke as quietly as possible.