[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

The next morning, the sleeping Wayne Manor was awakened by the scream of the little wizard.

"Master Lupine is so energetic early in the morning." The housekeeper Alfred calmly opened the window to let the early morning air and sunlight into the room, and at the same time he did not forget to turn his head to Bruce on the bed and said, "Master , you should get up too."

"I just had a carnival in the swimming pool with seven or eight models last night. It's okay to wake up late, right?" Bruce hugged the quilt, and casually complained about a certain gossip tabloid's arbitrary fabrication.

"Isn't that exactly what you've been looking forward to?" Alfred responded without changing his face: "You want to let people all over the world know that Bruce Wayne is a prodigal with a problem in his mind, so that people will never think of it." The relationship between you and Batman."

Bruce fell silent.

He knew that Mr. Housekeeper, who had always paid attention to the reputation of the Wayne family, was not satisfied with the absurd image he had created to the outside world.

Alfred always advised him like this: 'You can hide it, but there is no need to do it too much'.

But if it's too much, it's easier to cover up!

For example, now, if he disappeared for one night before, he would be suspected of some conspiracy, but since his reputation as a dude, the tabloids have automatically imagined that he went to hang out with a supermodel for a night.

Of course, these things must not be known to the housekeeper.

Mr. Housekeeper, who had long been powerless against Bruce's wayward behavior, sent the washed and dried clothes to the bedside, and asked with a natural mockery, "Do you still need me to help you dress, sir?"

"No need." Bruce replied as if he didn't understand.

"It's a pity." Alfred smiled, "I still miss the way you acted like a baby and asked me to help you get dressed once in a while."

"I've grown up, Fu! If you want to recall the past, you can go to someone else. Now, in this family, there is no shortage of children." Bruce said angrily.

Alfred couldn't help laughing: "Yes, children..."

Before he could express any more opinions, the voices outside had become louder and louder.

"What's going on outside?" Alfred raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Dick must have been very self-aware when he gave himself a code name."

Bruce, who only slept for a short while in the early morning, stuck his head in the quilt angrily, and complained in a childish way: "A group of chirping birds!"

Alfred had already turned and opened the door and walked out.

He walked through the corridor and followed the noisy sounds to the side hall that was specially set aside for little wizards to build blocks.

At this moment, Gal was crying beyond recognition.

It's not a metaphor, but a pure literal meaning. He wiped his tears, but his eyes grew bigger and smaller for a while, his mouth was crooked from time to time, and then moved back, and his hair turned blue directly...

No matter how good-looking a person is, suddenly turning his mouth slanted and his eyes slanted, that is extremely frightening.

Therefore, apart from the initial scream of the little wizard, the various noises that followed were definitely part of the frightened Dick and Jason. Jason was really frightened, and he made up a bunch of ghosts. , Dick's first reaction was that the little wizard had a stroke.

In any case, although the two elder brothers were taken aback, they quickly gathered around and asked the reason with concern.

The big Damian glared hatefully at the small Damian who didn't make a sound, and the scene was very interesting.

When Alfred rushed over, he saw such a chaotic scene.

He pushed aside Tony and the Winter Soldier, who were watching the excitement at the station door, and asked, "What are you up to early in the morning, children?"

Then, his eyes stopped on the messy and destroyed building blocks: "...This really shocked me."

Gal immediately complained to the adults: "It's Damian, Damian is a villain! Da, Damian..."

He cried and hiccupped. After wiping his face, he accidentally wiped his nose. He didn't know that the amazing Jason and Dick of Transfiguration Magus let out a small exclamation beside him. Nervously shouted in a low voice: "Gal, the nose, the nose is gone, pay attention to the nose!"

Tony, who was watching the excitement, was about to die laughing.

In order to prevent the man who provided free food from laughing and fainting, the Winter Soldier used his metal arm to support him from behind.

During this period, Damian crossed his hands expressionlessly, held his head high, and said nothing.

Even when Gal rushed up to hit him in the first place, he didn't dodge, he was like a rascal who wants to do whatever you want.

"Do you know how much time I spent yesterday? We've been fighting all afternoon."

"Explain! Why are you doing this? Talk!"

"I hate you so much, you are the most asshole in the world."

"You're just too bad!"

Gal yelled hoarsely: "I want to break up with you! Break up!"

Damian finally spoke: "I don't agree."

"It's useless if you don't agree! I must break up with you." Gal continued to shout.

Damian thought for a while and said, "Then return the black dragon I gave you first. I gave it to my friend."

The little wizard looked at him blankly, and couldn't believe that he would say such a thing.

Do you want to return what you gave away?

What a scumbag you are!

But the black dragon has been given to Bilbo!Can't even break up.

Gal ran out crying in distraught.

Large Damian glared at his original version angrily, and chased after him anxiously.

In his blank mind, he probably only thought that his primarch was a psychopath.

Dick and Jason looked at each other.

Then Dick couldn't help but say, "Batboy, you're going too far!"

"Little devil." Jason made a direct conclusion.

"Master Damian, you are too naive." Alfred couldn't help but also said.

Damian continued to remain silent, allowing everyone to criticize, but he didn't mean to apologize at all.

He stood there alone, when he didn't know the truth, at first glance, he looked a little pitiful.

"Actually, Damian was right."

It can't be seen from the outside, but Tony, who is always very soft-hearted towards children, seems to want to ease the atmosphere and interjected: "Steve, that is, when Captain America broke up with me, he returned the shield to me."

Many people in the room looked at him and let out a sigh.

Tony looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"You exposed the fact that you were dumped," Bruce said.

He didn't know when he also came over, and when he heard Tony's words, he immediately pushed his unreliable childhood friend out and said with a speechless expression: "You are not helping, Tony. If you are not good at it, don't make trouble, go quickly Play in your own lab."

"Not good at? There are things in the world that I'm not good at? Bruce, you underestimate me, what are you getting dumped, you don't want your own child to like men, just make up my mind that I like men too. I was not dumped, and the captain and I are pure friendship."

Tony argued indignantly: "Besides, the captain and I only have different positions. This is like some countries insisting on a democratic republic and some countries insisting on a constitutional monarchy, but the people of each country live well. Who is right and who is wrong."

"It's great of you to think so." Bruce said with relief: "It seems that you have been thinking a lot recently."

"Of course, I have such a big heart." Tony stretched out his arms to hug the confused bun-faced Winter Soldier, and announced domineeringly with a smile: "I'm Iron Man."

Bruce looked at the legendary Winter Soldier, the most important friend of Captain America's life, and complained silently in his heart: "It's still broad? Aren't you secretly proud of yourself because you robbed Captain's good brother?"

The Winter Soldier, whose brain was still recovering, looked at the two of them silently, his eyes still confused, like a lost child.

At this time, after Gal left angrily, everyone gradually dispersed after realizing that there was no excitement to watch.

Only Damian was left in the house.

"I want to speak to you alone, Master Damian."

Alfred stopped at the door and said.

"Pennyworth, if you intend to continue scolding me, please let me have a drink and a meal first."

Damian deliberately called the butler's last name viciously, looking very unfamiliar, and said in an indifferent tone: "I have been scolded by you all morning."

"I didn't intend to scold you, Master Damian, a good elder shouldn't continue to put more pressure on the child when his emotions have reached the edge of losing control." Alfred said calmly: "Excuse me, Darmian Master Mian, if you are willing to treat me as an elder."

Damian was silent.

Although he really treated Ah Fu as a servant in a jerk for a while, but since he became sensible, even if he called Pennyworth on his lips, he had already called Grandpa Ah Fu in his heart.

Alfred, who grew up watching Bruce, was too used to the duplicity of the Wayne family.

After receiving no objection, he re-entered the house naturally, looked at the messy building blocks, bent down to pick up one, and said to himself: "I heard that this is a black dragon. Name, Bat Dragon?"

Damian turned his head away and said nothing coldly.

"You rode it to fly in the sky, and rode it to fly across the sea together, and fought another evil dragon with dwarves and elves."

Alfred put down the black building blocks, and turned to look at the even more messy elf forest: "You were invited by the elf king to go to the elf's territory. It is said that the scenery there is beautiful, like a paradise? And there is the black ship called Pearl's ship, you and the Pirate King of the Caribbean drift in the ocean on the ship, fighting with the navy, smugglers, and sea monsters..."

"We didn't ride the Black Pearl."

Damian couldn't help but said: "That crappy and bragging Jack lost the black pearl. It was a gift from the elves, and he got it back."

"Very rigorous, Master Damian."

Alfred immediately applauded and said in praise: "Master Gal was a little emotional when he told the story, which caused the story to be a bit fragmented."

Is that fragmented?

That is illogical at all, thinking of what to say.

Damian, who understood the little wizard's style very well, couldn't help but snorted coldly.

He couldn't help muttering: "That idiot."

"Stupid?" Alfred repeated disapprovingly.

He stood up straight, turned around, pointed to the floor, and asked with a look of surprise: "Haven't you noticed, Master Damian?"

"Find what?" Damian raised his head strangely and asked.

"It was you who rode the black dragon to the front of Master Gal; it was you who stood with him on the pirate ship and fought sea monsters; The friendship of the elves."

Alfred pointed to the messy pile of building blocks on the floor, and narrated in a flat tone: "This is the road you have traveled together, the adventure you have experienced together, Master Damian."

Damian looked shocked.

"Master Gal is using this method to miss the friend who was adventurous together in his memory, who was inseparable for life and death, but maybe not such a jerk. You are full of jealousy that he plays with others and ignores you, but in his heart, you are still the most important ..."

Alfred looked down at Damian, and asked in a cold tone: "Now, do you still think that Master Gal is an idiot?"

Damian pursed his lips, his eyes flushed.

But Alfred didn't intend to simply let him go just because he was young.

This old man with white hair, his waist straight as a tree, asked very severely: "If your IQ has returned after you ran away from home, then, tell me, who is the idiot?" ?”

Damian bit his lower lip tightly and whispered, "...I am."

Alfred looked at him coldly.

Damian gritted his teeth, stomped his feet in a bad temper, and shouted: "Damn it, I'm the idiot, come on!"

Then, turning in shame, he took a running run and jumped out the window.

Alfred stood in the room, his expression finally relaxed a lot.

After a long time, he bent down again, intending to clean up the mess in the house...

Then, a hand stretched out from the side and picked up the building blocks on the ground.

It's Bruce Wayne.

Looking at this outstanding child raised by himself, Alfred couldn't help smiling: "Master Bruce?"

"Thank you, Afu." Bruce thanked hoarsely: "Damian really should be educated."

"You don't think I'm busy, my lord." Mr. Butler said modestly.

Bruce couldn't help laughing.

He put down the building blocks, and took the initiative to hug this loyal old man who has been through three generations of the Wayne family: "Of course not, you have always been the best."

"But even if you talk sweetly, I won't make more cookies for you, sir."

The old-fashioned butler, even with a smile on the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, still had no expression on his face, and said calmly, unmoved.

The author has something to say: Have I ever said that I used to love Ah Fu so much that I wanted to marry her!