[Zhongyingmei] Say you lack treatment

Wayne's is a strange place.

The old butler Alfred cleaned his glasses and put them back on the bridge of his nose.

His little masters, from Bruce to Dick, from Jason to Barbara, are not good at expressing their feelings properly, but always express their love for each other in a very hurtful way.

From the perspective of the research field of pedagogy, Ah Fu has reason to believe that Master Bruce taught this trait by precept and example, and perfectly passed it on to his adopted children.

So Dick flew solo and became Nightwing, Jason rebelled and became Red Hood, and Batman's Robin has reached the third generation-Tim Drake.

No, not all, Laura is different.

The children of the Bat family, even Tim, who is relatively gentle and innocent, is more inclined to Bruce's style in his behavior. Robins all adore and love their father Batman, which is no surprise. Even Batgirl Barb Ladu is the one for the tough and calm strong woman.

They are independent, firm and decisive, have their own ideas about everything, proud and almost rebellious, never as well-behaved and clingy as Lola.

It's not that there's anything wrong with them, in fact, as superheroes, it's great, they're even better than expected, Alfred and Bruce are proud of them.

But because they are too independent and powerful, the simplest family affection has become the most difficult thing to express and say correctly. They all look forward to this, but they cannot understand it correctly.

But Lola is completely different from them. She is the youngest, an eight or nine-year-old girl, as delicate and beautiful as a doll placed in a window at Christmas, and Dick and Dick, who were involved in various cases and realized the darkness of Gotham early. Jason is different. The immature little girl knows nothing about the world behind the sun. She doesn't know guns or tricks. A cup of warm milk can get her a sweet smile. Looking at you with his eyes, his personality is gentle and considerate, and he is incredibly well-behaved.

In the shortest time, she softened the edges and corners of Bruce and Robin.

In a coquettish tone, she hugged the old butler's arm and said, "Grandpa Alfred, thank you for the milk. Can I have another dessert?"

She would kiss Bruce on the cheek at regular intervals in the morning and at night, and tell him plainly and earnestly, "Father, I love you," with a passion Dick and Jason would never show.

She would also secretly pack her own cookies and give them to Dick, who didn't come back often, and call him brother in the soft and soft tone of a little girl, God knows they just met for the first time.

She was like a little girl in any normal family, defenseless against everything, she needed company, she needed love.

But that's unusual in the Wayne family, they need this, they need to be needed.

She is a cluster of warm and soft flames, bright but not dazzling, nor too hot, briefly illuminating the dark night of Gotham.

Alfred put a glass of warm milk at the hand of his dear master who stayed up all night. After getting a bat stare from him that he wanted to refuse but was extremely helpless, the old butler brought out cookies that represented rewards, and coaxed Bruce The young master's tone said: "Drinking more milk is good for growing taller, Master Wayne."

Bruce buried his face in his palms as he moaned, "Alfred, I thought I was 42 instead of 12?"

The butler's lens flashed coldly: "If you can not be foolish and procrastinate for countless 5 minutes every time you wake up, and you can find your socks and tie pins by yourself, then I believe you are not 12 years old this year."

Bruce obediently drank the milk, he complained: "No grown man likes this."

"Master Jason likes it very much. In this regard, both you and Master Tim should learn from him."

Bruce quickly added: "Dick doesn't like milk either."

The old butler said blankly, "At least Master Dick won't try to sneak the milk into the vase."

He said with some nostalgia: "It's really difficult to keep you and the young masters on schedule and eat something nutritious. If only Miss Laura was still around, she could easily let you add sliced ​​carrots to the salad and make Dick The young master gnawed down a large broccoli flower."

Thinking of the expression on Dick's face when he found out that the little girl had disappeared when he hurried back with a bunch of small gifts piled up with pink bows just a few days after he returned to his city, Bruce sighed: " . . . yes, Laura."

They didn't shy away from talking about her. Even Tim knew that he had a cute and well-behaved little sister, and Wayne Manor even kept the princess room with out-of-the-way paintings.

The maple leaves that the little girl left him were made of unknown material, they were bright yellow in color, and had the fragrance of grass and trees. It did feel like a plant to the touch, but it was tougher and softer than the fabric of his bat suit.

Alfred looked at his master gently: "Although you never said it, I know that you, like Master Dick, still miss Miss Laura."

"Yes, that's right, but I can't find anything, and as before, I can't stop anything."

Bruce murmured, "What about you, Alfred."

"Me too, sir. I believe no one in the world can refuse Bruce Wayne and his daughter."

The kind old butler embraced his master: "Miss Laura's home is here, you know how much she loves you, Master Wayne, just like Jason said, no matter how far away you are, there will always be a day when we will meet again. "

"……perhaps."

Bruce nodded tiredly.

Yes, he's her father, maybe even her only kin (though not blood), she'll always come back, and Batman is used to being patient and waiting.

——X years later, the DC world and the Marvel world have merged——

The slap in the face came too suddenly.

The middle-aged local tyrants who are happy to be fathers gather together.

Bruce growled in a hoarse and deep Batman voice: "This is my daughter!!! My daughter!"

He looked gloomyly at Superman who was trying to speak, and the majesty of the alliance consultant suppressed the alliance chairman at this moment: "Listen clearly, alien rescue dog, that is not your sister."

Then the controlling old father threw an imposing bat stare at the men who were staring at the little girl: "Her name is Laura! Laura Wayne! Not Nicole!! Not Annie!! "

The author has something to say: a brain hole:

After you travel, you are afraid that the professor will find out that you have crossed, and see the tongue twister in the professor's mind all the time: one dollar, two dollars, three dollars face longer than a pole, two dollars, three dollars longer, one dollar to marry Magneto

Professor: Who is Kazumi?

You: x...can't think anymore!

However, I couldn't control my brain and had a bunch of EC passion cuts

professor:……

Then the professor discovers that you know something they don't.

The professor asked: What happened to Wolverine?

You can't help but think: Wolves, play wild

professor:……

The professor gave Uncle Wolf a meaningful look

The professor asked again: What conspiracy does Magneto have!

You: Remarried! ! ! ! !Beach divorce must remarry! ! !

professor:………………

The professor was bluffed by your brain supplement with pictures, thinking it was the future, but it was actually edited by fans.

The professor thought for a while involuntarily, and the professor had an epiphany.

You: Hidden merit and fame