[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Randall wasn't too sleepy at first, but was disturbed by a vague dream. When Dick got up quietly from beside him, Randall quickly pulled away from the dream and sat up .

The room was so tightly covered that no light could penetrate, but a figure from behind could be vaguely seen.

Dick paused, turned to look at him, and asked sheepishly, "Did I wake you up?"

"No," Randall touched the pendant on his chest, and it was still hot. It was a kind of heat that could penetrate the skin through the fabric, and then it cooled down slowly in his palm. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's getting late, it's time to get up."

Randall got out of bed and opened the curtains, and the gray light came in from the outside.

This city seems to be like this forever, only the non-stop rainy season and humid air, there are some hazy mist and water vapor everywhere, but compared with the violent rainstorm last night, the rain now is much softer up.

"I'm going to check the sea area, it won't take long," Dick picked up his own clothes from the bed, put them on and walked to the door, and said, "Tibao... don't call him if Tibao is still awake Let him sleep for a while..."

He just held the doorknob when he heard someone knocking lightly on the door.

"Master Landa, are you up?"

Dick's hand froze and he looked back.

His little mutant crossed his arms, sighed and looked at him helplessly, his long dyed black hair was tied with a small rubber band in the back, "Don't ask me, this is your home."

"..."

Before Alfred knocked on the door for the second time, Dick took a deep breath and opened the door, showing a flattering smile, "Hi, Alfred, good morning-afternoon?"

The old butler in front of the door was stunned, "Master Dick?"

Alfred looked over Dick's shoulder, saw Randall standing not far away with a helpless face, and looked again at Dick's pajamas, which were buttoned crookedly. The old butler raised his eyebrows and said: "Have you been away from home for so long that you even forgot where your bedroom is?"

Dick scratched his hair and laughed twice, and walked sideways from Alfred: "I think the bed in this room seems to be a little more comfortable than mine. I—I have something to do, so I'll go there first."

Before he could finish speaking, Dick had already flashed to the other side of the corridor.

Alfred shook his head, smiled softly at Randall, and took the things in his hand, "The suit... that Master Landa wore when he came here is no longer available, I'll find it for you Got some new clothes."

"Excuse me." Randall took the neatly stacked clothes and trousers. When he touched them, he could find that these fabrics were different from ordinary clothes on the market. They were made of nanomaterials and had a certain degree of protection. Fireproof and waterproof, some exaggerated, even bulletproof... Their previous combat uniforms basically contained such materials.

Alfred frowned, and said to him: "You can come to the restaurant after changing your clothes. It's already lunch time."

These clothes are all in line with Bruce Wayne's dark aesthetic. They are basically dark tones. The T-shirts that are more close-fitting should be taken according to Dick's size. The two of them have not much difference in body shape. , Randall leaned in front of the mirror after changing his clothes. He felt like a rookie who just ran out of some killer organization. He gathered his long hair and tied a high ponytail again, looking a little refreshing A little bit.

When Randall went downstairs to the dining room, Dick was the only one sitting on the chair, and he was stirring the soup absently with a spoon in one hand, and flipping through the messages on his phone with the other hand, Seeing that Randall came down, he waved and pulled him to sit down beside him, "I'll warm up a serving for you too, here... Tim hasn't gotten up yet, so I'll have time to call him when I come back, Bruce It seems that I have already eaten it, and it is estimated that I will stay in the Batcave to adjust the plan.”

"Oh," Randall nodded. He felt a little hungry when he sat down at the dining table. He didn't eat much from yesterday's dinner, and he had been busy for most of the night. They didn't go to bed until four or five o'clock in the morning. After sleeping until noon, my stomach was already overly hungry, "Shall I go out with you?"

"Soon, I can handle it by myself. The chances of being discovered by two people may be greater." Dick waved his hand. "Just confirm the location of the siren."

"Well, then you must be careful."

Now that Dick said so, Randall gave up and concentrated on fighting with the knife and fork in his hand.

After eating, Dick took his tools and drove to the pier in a short time. Randall sat on the sofa with his mobile phone and read the information. The illusion of the focus of the exam, the plan lists almost all possible events and countermeasures, as well as the countermeasures of the countermeasures, which can be listed from PlanA to PlanEDF. Randall began to feel that his eyes were blurred when he saw half of it. up.

[Nine o'clock tonight? 】

Just when he was dizzy, an endless text message suddenly popped up. Randall frowned and read it for a long time, thinking that it sounded a little bit more righteous like Jason.

He had given Jason his own phone number before, but he never knew what Jason's number was. It seemed that it was the first time for the two of them to contact each other by mobile phone. It was either abducted or a coincidence in the past.

【Who told you this? 】

Randall decided to try it out.

[Saw it from the system that hacked into the Batcave. 】This man looks open and aboveboard.

"..." Randall squeezed his phone and couldn't speak.

Okay, it's pretty batty.

[It's this time, if you want to go, be careful not to expose it, if Dick finds out, he will definitely yell again. 】

[It seems that your positioning of him is also very accurate. 】

Randall rolled his eyes and typed viciously in response.

[Who told you to ignore him, because of this matter, he is going to talk bald. 】

Dick has always been worried about Jason's reluctance to go home with them and his considerable resistance to himself. If it weren't for the fact that he was still struggling with Lula and Hydra these two days, Randall Absolutely believe that Dick will search all over Gotham City to find Jason.

As Alfred said to him that day, Jason's death changed everyone in the family, whether it was Bruce, Alfred, Dick, or even... Tim because of Jason.

Jason was noncommittal to this passage sent by Randall, and only replied "Got it" before disappearing again. He didn't know how he planned to sneak into Hydra's base secretly.

More than an hour later, Dick, who was covered in rain, came back in a hurry from outside the gate, just as Tim came out of the room slowly like a wandering spirit, preparing to make himself a cup of coffee first and then eat something to fill his stomach. Standing in the hall, he met his wet elder brother face to face.

Tim frowned and took a few steps back, making way for Dick, "...please stay away from me, I just took a shower."

The hard-working elder brother sighed, wiped his hair with a dry towel, rubbed against Randall, took the warm black tea handed over by the little mutant, narrowed his eyes and said, "Landa will definitely not— —”

"Go take a shower, you're so cold."

Randall stuck out a finger and poked the back of Dick's hand, then drew it back quickly.

"...I don't think any of you love me."

Dick sat straddling the armrest of the sofa, a white towel was placed on top of his head, and his wet short black hair hung down in strands, with little drops of water falling down. Dick hung his head, looking like Is a wronged big dog.

"I can catch a cold, and I'm prone to fever." Randall said to him, and after thinking about it, he added: "Fever is very uncomfortable."

Randall pushed him gently, "Come on, Alfred will definitely be angry when he sees you like this."

Dick walked up the stairs listlessly. Because his whole body was drenched, his clothes and trousers were soaked with water and stuck tightly to his body, which made the contours of his back look more obvious, and some of his superior curves were also particularly prominent. Eye catching.

Randall sighed faintly, if it wasn't a special situation, if this wasn't the Wayne mansion...

When there were only two hours left before the appointed time, Dick and Tim changed their lazy faces and became busy again. Randall put on the black T-shirt that Dick had prepared for him. In the combat jacket, there are various emergency tools in some small pockets. Dick in the Nightwing uniform looked him up and down while watching him put on the jacket, and said: "We are about the same size, it seems that we can share a wardrobe in the future gone."

"My closet is mostly dresses, does Dickie want to wear it?" Randall laughed.

Dick's smile froze for a second, "Uh, this is—"

"Then it's settled," Randall hooked his neck with a smile, and said as he walked out of the room: "I've wanted to see you wearing a skirt for a long time, and when we settle these things, come and try."

"..."

On a rainy night, the sky was gloomy, and the air was filled with coolness and the smell of sea water.The pier here has been abandoned for a long time, the lighthouse has long been out of light, the sea in front is dark and gloomy, only the sound of waves beating on the edge of the pier can be heard again and again, and some sea water will be splashed when you get close.

Dick crouched by the side of the car and checked the virtual screen on his wrist, double-checking for the sirens he'd ignored in the afternoon.

Randall leaned against the car door, lifted the necklace around his neck and looked up carefully under the dim light inside the car. The small piece of gradient purple crystal was transparent and clean, no different from the one he just received. But the dreams he had at Wayne's house were also real, and they couldn't be the illusions he imagined, right?

The time on the watch jumped to 08:30, and the misty drizzle had almost stopped. Tim reminded in the communicator: "They are here."

Tim and Bruce were on the other side of the pier, not far away, but Randall had to look up to vaguely see Batman—he was stepping on the vertical lamp of the abandoned factory behind him, and he was really talking to a Silent bats make no difference.

Then Randall saw a dark red steel body flying from a distance in the sky, and then stopped in front of Batman.This person had his hands on his hips, and he didn't know what the two of them said, but Batman slid down from the vertical lamp holding the rope in his hand, and it seemed that he didn't seem to be paying attention to him.

The field of vision in the air was wider, and Tony locked on to Randall's position within a few seconds, and flew over here.

"Hey, Randa, long time no see," Tony paused in front of them, his mask raised to reveal his handsome face with a fine mustache, he clicked his tongue and pointed with his finger, "but I have to say The look is really old-fashioned."

Randall touched the same domino eye patch as Dick's on his face, and blinked, "I think it's not bad."

"Oh my god, only old bats can make this old-fashioned covering method with no technology at all." Tony spread his hands exaggeratedly, "If you come to the Avengers, I can even customize a set for you armor."

Dick also stood up when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to block Randall back, "Mr. Stark, I think we still have to follow everyone's free will, everyone's aesthetics are different, you have to understand. "

Tony raised his eyebrows, looked at the postures of the two of them, and then at Dick's slightly nervous expression, and muttered, "Little lover... I won't take him away."

He closed his mask again, and said in a cold tone, "But unfortunately, you really have to wear armor made by me today."

Randall was taken aback, and before he could ask why, the rest of the people had already arrived. Tony supported the car with one hand and pointed to the two people who jumped out of the black off-road vehicle that had just stopped in front, "Introduce, that Big Lan is the captain, but you must know each other, so I won’t say; that’s Cortana and Black Widow; this brat...is Spider-Man, they’re all thugs this time, you’re welcome.”

Captain America and Black Widow, Randall is actually not very unfamiliar with them. When the Avengers was first established, he helped in the New York War, and met with this group of front-line superheroes several times, but at that time He was still wearing the X-Men uniform, and his set also covered his face at the request of Professor Charles, so they might not have a deep impression of Randall.

As for Spider-Man, they only cooperated briefly last time. Randall remembered his young voice, but it seemed that Spider-Man hadn't forgotten them, and waved to them as soon as he got off the car.

Batman and Red Robin rushed over and shook hands with Captain America.

The captain with a very enthusiastic smile is probably fed up with Tony's jumping-off temper. It is the first time to cooperate with Batman's people, and he is envious of their calm personality and quiet teamwork.

The two sides reached a consensus in just 2 minutes, and it is probably possible to form an 'Unbearable Iron Man Alliance'.

Randall raised his eyebrows and turned his head to see Tony's reaction. Iron Man stretched out his cold fingers and pressed them on his lips, "I know what you're going to say."

"Don't look at them all saying that," Tony said in a nonchalant tone, "but everyone loves Iron Man."

"Mr. Stark!"

Spider-Man rushed over from there, and an explosive superhuman suddenly appeared in front of them, "I'm sorry I didn't mean it, but I'm really curious, and I followed after the captain allowed it! "

"I haven't asked you why you are in Gotham yet!" Tony turned to look at Peter who was running over, and yanked his face hard. Unfortunately, the opponent's armor was modified by himself. It is not only bulletproof but also strong, and he can hardly pull it move.

"There is a competition between our school and the school in Gotham." Peter explained vaguely, "I just arrived in Gotham a few days ago. When I was shopping with my friends at night, I saw the captain. I was curious and followed."

"How dare you go shopping in Gotham for me at night!"

Tony was so angry that he came from one place, and he didn't know whether to talk about how their school seemed to have nothing to do with Gotham's school, or whether this brat just followed Captain America carelessly like this, "the number of vigilantes on their side It's about to exceed the standard, so don't get into those psychopaths by pretending to be helpful to others."

"I know, Mr. Stark."

Peter bowed his head aggrievedly, Randall saw him looking in his direction, and the smart big eyes on the hood blinked deftly, showing no remorse at all.

"The time is coming," Iron Man said. He scanned everyone around him, and after confirming that everyone was there, he said, "We are ready to go."

As his words fell, several steel armors flew down from the sky and stopped in front of them in a row.

Randall: "This is?"

"A simple private speedboat," Tony shrugged, and said: "I made it overnight, mass-produced, in line with my aesthetics (accent), a total of six, although not as good as the one on me, can only dive, but avoid They still have poor radar scanning technology here, and one of you is just right."

After Tony finished speaking, he paused again, and looked at Peter: "As for you, you should be thankful that this set of armor on your body has the function of diving, otherwise you just stay here and don't pass by."

His tone sounded full of regret.

Spider-Man let out a small cheer.

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