[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Dikla lowered the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, picked up the coat that he had thrown on the sofa before, hung it back on the coat rack, and began to circle around the safe room irritably.

That kid, Jason, was right about one thing.That means he should be mad at Bruce, not Jason.But when he saw the kid in his uniform, with his name, Robin, Dick felt like punching something.

Dick didn't mind Bruce playing with someone else after him, it was like changing shifts, and someone else would take over when he left.He can't say he likes that child, but he doesn't hate that child too much, although he is indeed so eloquent that people want to slap him.

But Robin is not just a title of hero, an ordinary job.To others it might be, but to Dick it was his memory, a symbol of the best time in his life, a nickname his mother called him, Dick her little robin.Robin is his way of honoring his dead parents, just as the bat has special meaning to Bruce.

He thought Bruce would understand.

But Bruce finds someone else (his replacement) to fit into that uniform so easily, it's as if Robins are produced on an assembly line, and when one doesn't work, the next one is found.

It shouldn't be like this.

Seeing Jason in his Robin uniform didn't help Dick one bit.

"Whatever, Bruce can do whatever he likes. I should have known it was a mistake to go back to Gotham." Dick scratched his hair irritably, yawned and walked to his pantry, intending to get some cereal to prevaricate A meal.As soon as she walked around the island in the kitchen, she was attracted by the bag on the floor that obviously didn't match her taste.

Needless to say, he was sure of Jason's schoolbag, the damn kid just remembered rushing out the door and forgot to take his own things away.

Dick picked up the schoolbag, and the heavy weight made him raise his eyebrows in surprise.He didn't remember that when he was in middle school, he carried such a heavy schoolbag to and from get out of class every day, and he even remembered that he never took the textbook home and read it carefully except before the exam.Anyway, his sensitivity to mathematics, physics and chemistry is high enough, and he can't trouble him in class and homework. As for the liberal arts, he has given full authority to Barbara very early. Barbara's notes are the Bible, and Barbara said what to read? Just follow along, didn't you have a safe journey and even graduated with straight A's?

"What's the matter with this little brat? Can't you be a pervert with a perfect score?" Dick sneered and threw Jason's schoolbag over his shoulder, picked up the car keys and left the safe house.

He definitely didn't care if Jason would go crazy when he got home and found out that he didn't have his schoolbag, he just didn't want that brat to come back to find things in a rash way and expose his safe house to Bruce.

God knows he's the only one left in Gotham that can escape the radar of Bruce's omnipresent Bat.

Hiding the motorcycle in the bushes up to the waist in the garden, Dick went through the "safe passage" for his house under Bruce's nose and came to the corner door next to the kitchen, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to dear Afu Ask for the door to be opened.

"Master Richard, it's a surprise to see you twice in one day." Alfred said surprise, but there was no exaggerated surprise expression on his face, "Please come in, at least have a drink Tea and go."

"Hi, Ah Fu. You know... isn't there?" Dick cautiously pointed to the direction of Bruce's study upstairs.

"Master Bruce went to Europe on a temporary business trip. It seems that something worrisome happened to WE's subsidiary in Europe. The master decided to go there in person to confirm the seriousness of the problem." With a breath of disapproval, "I can know why you decided to make this trip again. I boldly guess that you didn't decide to move back suddenly, although that would be very happy news."

"Cough, no! Ah Fu, I'm not moving back. I'm just here to give this." Dick almost choked on his own tea, patted his chest to catch his breath, and picked up Jason's heavy schoolbag towards Ah Fu gestured and put it on the chair next to him.

"Isn't that Master Jason's schoolbag? Master Richard, for God's sake, please don't tell me that you are related to the 'after-school activities' on Master Jason's phone." Alfred this time But he didn't hide his disapproval, and his tone of condemnation was obvious when he spoke.

This time Dick really felt that he was blamed for no reason.

"What after-school activities? I didn't know he had after-school activities! I waited at the school gate for a while and saw Jason come out with his classmates. The classmates went home by themselves, and then we went back to my place together. "Dick looked at his watch. "That was two or three hours ago, and then we... talked a little... Okay, okay, I admit, we had a fight. Come on, Fu, he It’s really super irritating to others, okay? It’s really not entirely my fault! In short, we quarreled, and then Jason ran out. After I calmed down, I found that he forgot to take the bag, so I wanted to say help him. Come here. What's the matter? He hasn't come back yet?"

It's hard to change Alfred's face, but from a certain point of view, it can also be very simple.

As long as he realizes that any member of the family may be in danger, this former British secret agent who has experienced great storms in his previous life will show his side of a worried elder for a rare moment.

"I'm afraid not yet." Alfred said, took out his mobile phone, and played Jason's call, but no one answered until it was transferred to voicemail, "Master Richard, can you check on Jason's call?" The young master's bag, see if he left his mobile phone behind?"

Dick opened his mouth and wanted to say that it was impossible. If the phone was in the bag, they would definitely be able to hear the vibration.But seeing the pleading in the old man's eyes, he could only nod and took the schoolbag, carefully took out every book and note in the interlayer, checked it carefully, and did not see Jason's cell phone.

"Relax, Fu." Dick tried to make his tone full of confidence, "Maybe the road was too noisy and he didn't hear the phone ringing. Shall we call again?"

But this time again, no one answered until it was transferred to voicemail.

"Master Richard, where are you separated from Master Jason?" Even at this time, Alfred still tried his best not to pry into Dick's privacy, which is why Dick could One of the reasons why you can never be cold-hearted to Alfred even after fighting Bruce.

“Robinson Park, close to Old Town.”

"It's quite a distance from here, and it's definitely not within walking distance." Alfred said, sighing as if thinking of something, "Unless it's a stubborn young man like Master Jason."

"Are you joking, Fu, walking here from the old town? Walking through two islands? He must take a ride, at least take the subway to San Deacon station!" Even Batman has to rely on the Batmobile to get around. Gotham, Dick couldn't imagine anyone being crazy enough to walk across two islands - except to commit suicide by jumping into the sea on the Cain Bridge.

"We should inform Master Bruce."

"Wait, Ah Fu!"

Seeing that Alfred was about to call Bruce, Dick rushed forward to stop the old man's movements.

"Leave it to me, and I'll find him. Something happened to him before we're sure, maybe it's just bad phone reception or something, and he'll be at the door in the next hour? You know Bruce Yes, he'll be mad and rush back from Europe, and then Batman will search all over Gotham, and then... I don't even want to talk about it." Dick took a deep breath and used his best way to calm the panicked people. Voice, "Trust me, Fu, I know what I'm doing. You know me, and I won't make fun of other people's safety. I promise that if I can't handle it myself, I will notify Bruce myself."

"Do what you have to do, Master Richard." Alfred looked at Dick and nodded slowly, put the phone back in his pocket, "Find your brother."

"I will." Dick turned and walked towards the entrance of the Batcave, but stopped in front of the grandfather clock and turned around in embarrassment, "Uh, Bruce probably hasn't banned my permission on the Batcomputer...after we... .”

"Of course not, Master Richard." Alfred looked like Dick asked an extremely stupid question, "You know that Master Bruce will never turn you away."

Dick froze for a moment, didn't make any further comments, and got into the passage behind the grandfather clock and ran deep into the Batcave.

***

Sam wanted so much to strangle Dean right now, if he hadn't had to use himself as a shield in an unergonomic position between the front seat and the back seat of the black antelope, he would have done it by now.

"What the hell are you crazy about in broad daylight! Dean!" Sam stared at his brother fiercely, wondering if eating cheeseburgers every day finally made him mad with mad cow disease, "I want you to give him a ride Well, a run on four wheels on the ground is not the kind that is sent to heaven!"

"I didn't know!" Dean felt that he was really wronged as a villain, "I thought you ran out because you found a clue, and then he was the monster we were looking for! And you just couldn't say it directly in front of him. That's why it's vague."

"I'd better drink Coke and chat with the monster!" Sam felt that he needed to scream. "You don't understand that sentence with friends! Huh?"

"That's the problem, Sammy!" Dean pointed at his flailing younger brother, like a detective who finished reasoning and was about to expose the murderer, "You're a marginal man with no friends!"

"What...?" Sam thought it was the first day he knew Dean, "Are you really my brother?"

"Think about it for yourself, we've been to so many schools and met a lot of people—" Dean pointed to himself, "The girls love me." Then he pointed to Sam, "The school bullies are all you."

"So, let's face it." Dean looked sympathetically at his younger brother who stared back at him with dead fish eyes, "You have no friends."

"Damn ball!"

"Bitch!"

The bickering with Dean turned out as usual.Sam felt powerless and deeply doubted why he even started this childish conversation.

"Dean, I'm serious, he's just a normal human being with a good heart! Not some deformed monster." Sam turned his head worriedly to look at Jason, who was lying unconscious in the back seat, "You How many sedatives were given to him?"

"Uh, quite a lot? You know these people have good resistance." Dean argued seriously.

"Yeah, you better say that to his rich dad." Sam shrank back and collapsed in the passenger seat. The kind of rich housekeeper."

Dean's eyes widened all of a sudden, "The butler? The one in Pride and Prejudice? The one in a tuxedo? I thought that kind of thing was only available in the UK?"

"I don't know if the butler wears a tuxedo, but no, it's obviously not a British specialty, he has a real one at home." Sam crossed his arms on his chest, staring straight ahead and unwilling to look at Dean, " So you'd better think about how to explain it to him, so that he doesn't go home and tell his family that his classmate's brother drugged him and kidnapped him as soon as he met."

"Are you saying my hand is slippery?"

"Hahahaha, that's funny. Try again."

Dean didn't want it to happen to rich parents knocking on his door, but the disaster had already happened, and he could only be as hard as a man.

"What we're going to do is, first of all, take him back to our hotel and put him to bed so he can get a good night's sleep." Dean steered the car back to the road, trying to keep his grip on the steering wheel the whole time so as not to expose his face. Nervous, "Then let's see if we can find out who his rich father is, and then we will formulate countermeasures against him."

"Oh, so, what are you going to do with rich dad? Do you shower him with holy water?" Sam ruthlessly pierced Dean's completely unreliable plan in a stiff tone, "Have you ever thought about deaning him?" How do you explain it to Dad when you bring it back to the hotel? 'I'm sorry, Dad, we made a mistake and brought back the drug for a child from a rich family.' Dad will go crazy, really go crazy."

"Don't worry about Dad. Bobby called earlier and said that the next door, Bluhaven, seemed to be haunted. It was very urgent, so Dad went to deal with it first. I won't be back until midnight." Dean thought This was the only situation that was in their favor so far, not having to face an exasperated John Winchester.

The black antelope was so fast down the road that Sam slammed into the windshield as Dean pulled the car into the parking lot in front of the motel.The two brothers sneakily dragged Jason out of the car, and Dean pretended that everything was fine, and the kid went back to the rented room of the Winchester family as if he was sick and uncomfortable.

"People in his family have called." Sam found the phone from Jason's pocket, and found that several missed calls came from "Ah Fu", the same name as the housekeeper Jason said today, "We have to Quick, before his family calls the police."

"I'm going to prepare an ice towel, it should be able to help him wake up quickly." Dean picked up the ice bucket and rushed out of the room. Not long after, he brought back a large bucket of ice cubes and made a large bucket of ice in the washbasin. Soak a cold towel in water, "You should find out who his rich dad is, you know there are a lot of gangsters in Gotham, just in case?"

While Dean was back and forth holding an ice towel and sticking it to Jason's face, Sam Googled Jason's name on his laptop with anxiety and guilt.

"Dean."

"What?"

"Let's just pack up and get out of town. Werewolves change with the moon cycle. We can come back closer to next month, seriously."

Dean stopped what he was doing, and his voice sounded a little unnaturally high, "Let me guess, he is the young master of the gang leader, and there will be a squad of men in black shooting us with heavy force at the door."

Sam walked towards them with his laptop in his hands, his steps a little sloppy.

"I don't know if this is better or worse than what you said." He turned his laptop to Dean, and there was a news report on the screen: "Bruce Wayne: The New Best Dad" with an entire class In the photo of the students visiting Wayne Enterprises, Wayne's boss Bruce stood in the middle of the class photo, hugging the shoulder of Jason, who is now lying beside them drooling, smiling silly and brilliantly at the camera.

"Wow." Dean deeply felt that what he needed was actually a time machine.

Especially when there's a guy in a disco-style bodysuit kicking down the door of their hotel room and hailing him with two short sticks.

Hey, how could he have forgotten that this city also has freak vigilantes.