[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

After the chaotic early morning, it finally subsided for two or three hours.

But at this time, the staff in the Batcave has seriously exceeded the standard.

On this day, Bruce, who was watching the surveillance video in the Batcave, had already started planning to drive some extra people out of his Gotham.

Like, some boring billionaire with a wrench in hand, sneaking into the Batcave, trying to modify the Batmobile.

"Go tinker with your armor, Tony."

Bruce lowered his voice and warned harshly, "Don't touch my Batmobile."

"I can install some cool weapons for you, fishnet bombs or something."

Tony raised his head innocently: "Do you know? How many people have paid hundreds of millions to ask me to make weapons, but I may not necessarily be able to do it."

"No, thanks."

Batman rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "Put down your wrench, I don't want to give you a penny."

"Uh... For the sake of my childhood friend, it's only a few hundred million. In fact, I can give you a free order."

"I can write you a check right now, please stay away from it."

At some point, Ant-Man, who was standing by the side, couldn't help asking, "Do all rich people talk like this?"

"I don't know." The little wizard, who had already woken up, bit an apple and said honestly, "I don't seem to have any money yet."

Then, Ant-Man turned around and shook hands with him: "We are the same..."

"However, I'm not poor either. And..." Gal added: "Damian is my good brother. He said that after Batman dies, the inheritance is his, and his is mine."

Ant-Man's expression was numb for a moment: ...I hate you rich second generations the most!

He endured it, and still couldn't help but said sourly: "You rich second generations really have no conscience. Dad is still alive, so you start thinking about inheritance?"

"That's because I have an inheritance for him to remember."

Batman said calmly and hoarsely: "Some people, let alone inheritance, it's a good thing that they don't leave unrepayable bank debts to the next generation."

Ant-Man, who seemed to be shot in the chest by countless sharp swords, looked sad and angry.

For this unfamiliar superhero who was still standing on the captain's side, Tony shrugged helplessly.

Most of the time, Batman is very disdainful of verbal disputes, but when it comes to people, things, and things he cares about, he, who protects his shortcomings, can almost kill people with a sentence every minute, but his tone is very calm, and his words are very ordinary.In this regard, even Tony, who is also good at hurting people, has to bow down.

However, Ant-Man's...

Saying that his own son is not good in front of him, do you still expect him to treat each other with kind words?

Therefore, Tony wisely ignored the Ant-Man matter.

He turned to chatting and asked other questions: "Where's the big blue guy in the red cape? Doesn't he want to follow you all day?"

"When he brought Gal back last night, he didn't say hello to the family. So, he was afraid that the family would be worried, so he rushed over to explain the situation." Batman calmly corrected: "Also, he didn't want to follow me , he's just bored."

Tony raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Why don't you come to Gotham when you're bored?"

On the other end, the young children also gathered together to chat.

"What is the relationship between you and Damian? Do you even share property?"

Dick appeared out of nowhere, put his hands on the little wizard's shoulders, and asked curiously, "Are you sure you want to hold Damian's face all the time?"

Hearing this sentence, Gal took out a mirror from his pocket very naturally.

He took a photo and found that the face was normal, the nose was not crooked, and the mouth was not slanted. He raised his head in confusion and replied, "Damian's face is pretty, but it's a bit round. Don't you like it?"

It's not a question of good looks, Dick couldn't help laughing: "But what about your own face?"

He poked Gal's face curiously, thinking that this ability was magical and interesting: "Is this real, or is it created by magic?"

At this time, a sword behind him yanked Dick's hand away, and Damian suddenly walked over from behind.

He also rudely pushed Dick away, squeezed directly between the two of them, separated them completely, and then warned: "Mind your own business, Dickie."

"Hey, I didn't do anything to your little friend!"

Dick hastily raised his hand, proving his innocence.

"Don't pay attention to him, Dick, this little bastard has a dirty mind."

Jason couldn't help but interjected too.

"I talked about the rumors that I was with Dick before, I think you are the one who has this tendency."

His face was still a little pale, and there were thick bruises under his eyes, showing an unhealthy feeling of recovering from a serious illness, but his tone was as bad as ever: "Instead of studying what is between me and Dick, you should figure out your own sexuality." Orientation! Between you and this wizard kid who doesn't even have a face, hmph, what's going on?"

"Little Wing!" Dick interrupted him angrily: "Damian is still young! Even if you want to argue, you can't speak so freely."

"He's still young? I..." Jason said unconvinced.

"You shut up, Grayson! I'm no longer a three or four year old."

Before Jason could finish speaking, Damian himself argued angrily.

"Look, I didn't say that," Jason took the opportunity to say.

"That has nothing to do with you, Jason. What Damian said is indeed reasonable." Dick followed him.

But the next moment, he added with a smile: "However, whether you are three or four years old, or thirteen or fourteen, you are still underage."

Jason immediately laughed from behind.

Damian couldn't help but raised his sword again angrily.

"Get out of the way, Gal." He did not forget to tell the little wizard, "Don't get in the way."

As usual, Gall immediately moved his calf and ran to a safe place without looking back.

Anyway, I have been with Damian for a long time, and I am too used to his style of fighting when there is a disagreement.

Seeing the little wizard running away obediently, Damian immediately yelled without any worries and rushed forward.

As two older brothers, Dick and Jason glanced at each other and communicated with each other:

'Is the kid a little too nervous? ';'Reminds you of who, Jason? ''Shut up, Dickie Bird. '

However, they probably wanted to test out Damian's skills at this time. Although they didn't fight seriously, they also went forward cooperatively.

Three people come and go, sometimes cooperate and sometimes hostile to fight.For a while, they jumped from upstairs to downstairs, fighting and chasing back and forth, making the bat cave as noisy as a rock band.

"Your house is really lively." Tony looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Bruce rested his hand on his forehead weakly, and sat in front of the monitoring screen, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

"Don't be envious, your house is quite lively, Master Tony." The butler Alfred walked in with a plate and said.

He stopped for two seconds, waited for Jason to run past him, walked a dozen more steps, bent slightly, waited for Dick to fly over his head with the rope, and when he went down the stairs, Damian swung his sword again, Jumping down from behind him, the plate swayed and stabilized calmly.

In the end, he "went through all kinds of hardships" and managed to walk in front of Bruce unscathed. He poured a cup of tea for each of the two adults, and handed a piece of biscuit to Gal beside him, then smiled and put the tea under the plate. A newspaper was handed to Tony.

"What's this?" Tony asked casually, taking the newspaper.

Then, he saw the headline on the front page of the newspaper, which read in large characters:

[The Avengers Building was robbed, fortunately, Spider-Man turned the tide].

What the fuck! !

Burglary?

Or rob the Avengers Tower?

How dare someone rob the Avengers Building?

Tony felt as if he was in a dream.

But after reading the detailed description in the newspaper, saying that a person code-named Vulture wanted to break in and steal high-tech items from the Avengers Building, he realized: 'Oh!Hold! !Someone really had the idea of ​​the Avengers Building? '

"Looks like you should go home."

The corners of Bruce's lips curled up slightly, looking very happy.

"You think I'm annoying?"

"That's right!"

"When you went to my house when you were young, I never chased you, and even shared Transformers toys with you."

"Don't mention Transformers, because I took down Optimus Prime, and you got into a fight with me."

"I never knew you were such a vengeful guy!" Tony's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Now you know." Bruce smiled slightly.

But anyway, Tony did have to rush back.

He has to go and see his Avengers Building, comfort his friend Happy, the security director who has failed his duty, and praise a certain underage baby in pajamas who finally made a great contribution this time.

"My parents are now on your side. There are many people in the Avengers Building. Because of the civil war, there are a lot of people staring at me." Tony said thoughtfully: "The Winter Soldier will go with me. His current situation, You have to continue to receive treatment."

"What about me? What about me? Where am I going?" Ant-Man couldn't help but raised his hand and asked.

"Why are you still here?" Tony said strangely: "You can go wherever you want, do you need me to teach you?"

Ant-Man: ...wasn't I a captured captive?Am I not the scout sent by the captain to find out the news?Please, what the hell am I here for?

"Okay." Bruce also ignored Ant-Man.

However, he suddenly pointed out seriously in a hoarse tone: "Tony, although I don't like to meddle in other people's affairs. But, I have to say, you have to straighten yourself out, haven't you noticed? Now your own life It's a mess."

Tony drooped his head instantly in frustration: "Yes, I know."

He said with a lost tone: "Every time I want to do well, I will make things worse. Sometimes, I really want to do nothing at all."

"We can't guarantee that we'll always be right, Tony, we're just... mortals."

Bruce said quietly, "But if we don't do anything, we have no way of knowing what's wrong."

The author has something to say: I may write a few chapters of daily life, if you don’t like to read it, just skip it.

Most of the time, I have a serious fan complex... so I often can't write a good story, and I can't treat my favorite characters badly, which makes me feel sad.