[Comprehensive British and American] Wayne's little bat cub

"How can you fly? Why didn't I know you could fly?"

Facing Damian's unusually puzzled words, Cecilia tilted her head, "You never asked me."

"The point is the previous question, you are human, why can you fly without any tools?" Damian glanced up and down at Cecilia who was dressed casually. idle.

The few flying ones he has seen, most of them are not earthlings, such as superman, superboy, etc. They don't understand the basic laws of the earth, and all of them have the help of tools, or have the strange ability to fly themselves.

But now, Cecilia broke all that possibility.

"The power in you is not just for medical treatment." After thinking about it, Damian found the reason. After she showed off the brown plague, they preconceived that her ability was only for healing, and they took it for granted I think she is a weak nanny, um... now she should be a weak and flying nanny.

Not knowing what Damian was thinking about, Cecilia patted Erbai's head, pulled on her slippers and walked to the living room, "With the right tools, I can fly longer and farther."

"What tool?" Damian strode up to Cecilia, thinking about what kind of tool, if not, should he prepare one for her to escape.

Cecilia: "I didn't."

Damian: Well, it takes preparation.

"You like..." What kind?

"Because there is Erbai every time I go out, it will take me where I want to go, and it flies much better than me."

Damian: ? ? ?

"What did you just say? It can fly too?!"

"Hey? Didn't I tell you?" Cecilia thought for a while, then laughed again, "That's okay, it's not too late to know now."

Damian: ...

One second before stepping into the living room, Cecilia suddenly turned around and asked with crooked eyebrows, "Damian, do you want to experience the feeling of flying freely?"

Damian was silent for a few seconds, did not answer, but said, "This can also be done in the future, now tell me what you suddenly disappeared from Wayne Manor?"

"I only left for a few minutes." Cecilia smiled, "I went to New York and saved someone who is very important to others. I am very happy to help them. After saving, I will immediately I came back and went in a hurry, so I didn’t tell you.”

"Oh." Damian said indifferently, he, they didn't care who she saved, but hoped that she could tell them the truth and inform them before going, and it would be best to bring someone to protect her, after all, she Weak and stupid.

"Has this matter been resolved? Do you want to fly now?" Cecilia asked seductively.

Damian immediately thought of what she said just now that wolves could fly better than her, and he resolutely refused, "No."

"Hey? Why did you refuse? I promise I won't fall to you... You go slower, I can't keep up with you!"

...

"Master, the young lady has returned, you can rest assured."

Cecilia's signal suddenly disappeared from Wayne Manor and suddenly appeared in New York, which surprised Bruce and the others.

They didn't know how she got there, but at least she was safe, but they couldn't get through to her cell phone. There could be no signal at that location, unless it was blocked.

Ten minutes later, she suddenly returned to the Wayne Manor. It seemed that something had gone wrong, causing her to appear on the roof. Damian ran out immediately, but she was able to fly!

Bruce rubbed between his brows with a headache, "Just be safe."

"Miss will be safe all the time, master, she still has us."

Bruce suddenly wanted to know what she went through in another world to become what she is now. Obviously, she doesn't need to be so obedient, she doesn't need to be so tolerant, she can be more self-willed...

...

It was night, in the dead of night, in the silent Wayne Manor, in a flower pot on the window sill of Damian's room, a young bud broke out of the ground, with two tender green leaves on top of the fresh and tender branches. Swaying slightly in the evening wind.

The two leaves moved suddenly. If someone observed carefully, they would find that it was not the breeze blowing, but the sprout's own behavior, which had its own consciousness.

The two leaves opened and closed, as if they were catching something, then paused for a moment, then calmed down after shaking violently, seemed very confused, shook again after a while, and then completely returned to calm.

And the room is empty now.

In the next room, in the middle of the soft big bed, Cecilia slowly opened her eyes, smiled slightly, closed them again and fell asleep.Similarly, in another room, Erbai got up and sniffed the smell in the air, frowned, sneezed irritably, and chose to close the window.

After the evening activities, everyone went back to their respective rooms, ready to take a good rest. The moment Damian opened the door, the expression on his face was chapped, his pupils dilated suddenly, and without thinking, he closed the door forcefully.

This must be an illusion, Damian thought blankly, and opened the door again a few seconds later, the same as before, so this is not his illusion, he did not have hallucinations because of staying up late, but... why is his room full of flowers? vines? !

The surrounding walls, floors, and ceilings are covered with dense vines. If it weren't for those obvious ups and downs, Damian himself would not be able to distinguish the original furnishings.

There was a sudden itch on his ankle, as if something was climbing up his ankle, Damian vigilantly raised his trouser leg and looked down, a delicate piece of milk that was the same as the room's foolishly nabbing the emperor's bed. Bi was stroking his calf, and it was slowly growing round and round.

As if feeling the "hot" gaze, the leaves on the vines closed, as if humans were covering their faces after being shy.

Damian thought blankly, what kind of vine is this?Why did it appear in this umbrella...

"What are you doing secretly?" Damian glanced coldly, and accurately found Cecilia, who was squatting at the door of his room and poking his head to look this way.

Cecilia yelled softly, as if worried about alarming something, "Damian, it likes you very much."

This tone... Damian looked at the vines on his ankles, "Do you know what this is?"

She nodded, still whispering, "It's the seed I gave you, and it has grown."

"Because you planted it, it will directly recognize you as the master, and you can order it." Cecilia continued to explain, if the voice was not so cautious and quiet.

Damian thought for a few seconds, then said to the vines all over the room, "You, take it back."

After a while, there was a rustling sound, the vines all over the room disappeared, even the thin vines on Damian's ankles also left, leaving only the dark black vine hanging down on the window sill dangling. .

Damian closed the door expressionlessly, crossed his arms, and said seriously, "What is that seed you gave me? And what are you doing?"

Say she is afraid, no, it seems that she is worried about disturbing something.

The expression on Cecilia's face froze for a moment, and she looked at Damian with a complicated expression, "Actually, that thing has a grudge against me."

"Give me back if you have a grudge?" Damian suddenly wanted to give Cecilia an IQ test. What was she thinking?Since there is hatred, why should he plant it?

Cecilia explained: "This vengeance, it's very simple to say, its name is Moyu Immortal Vine, and its mother vine was drugged by me, leaving seeds..."

Afterwards, she tried to grow these seeds alive, but the result was obvious. She was unsuccessful, and she didn’t know if it was because of them that she would use them as medicine or something. Anyway, none of them survived... After so many years, only that one seed remained .

These vines don't have much of a mother-child relationship, they have simple intelligence and act mostly on intuition.

Cecilia originally thought that everyone would be happy if Damian planted it, and if she didn't plant it, she would exchange it for a gift.

"What's its name?" She changed the language when she said the name, and Damian remembered the strange pronunciation, and she really had an inseparable grievance with it...

"...It doesn't matter what the original name is, you can give it a name."

"What are you going to do? You still plan to keep something that threatens you? I'll unplug it right away." Damian wanted to give Cecilia an IQ test again.

Cecilia looked at Damian strangely: "You haven't seen its fighting power."

"And I'm not afraid, it's right that it's afraid of me." Cecilia explained, "This kind of vine has a strong sense of territory. It would have occupied the entire Wayne Manor, but it found my breath outside. , so I only dare to shrink in your bedroom."

And it is possible that Damian and her breath are similar to each other because of the confusion and entanglement.

"Damian, don't dislike it like this. It's really powerful. You have to treat it better. It's still a new vine."

Seeing Cecilia tiptoe past the door of his closed room like a thief, and then trot downstairs, Damian had mixed feelings.

When Damian, who was supposed to go back to sleep, carried a pot of green plants down to the Batcave, Batman Bruce raised his eyebrows, "I remember you should go to bed."

Tim glanced at the pot of green plants, "Are you going to relearn gardening skills?"

Damian called his father, ignored Tim's ridicule, put the vines on the testing table, tore off the vines that wrapped around his wrist, and said concisely, "This pot of green plants didn't sprout yesterday."

After the words fell, they looked at the potted green plant with scrutiny.

Damian: "The seed given by Cecilia."

Tim paused curiously, "Leah always has some weird things."

So this thing is not necessarily simple.

At this moment, several people in the Batcave reached a consensus.

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