[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

When Jason took out a chocolate brownie from the refrigerator, Jack was walking in through the door with the bill.

"It's not right," Jack said, rubbing his chin.

"What's wrong?" Damian was sitting on the sofa playing video games, and seeing Jack's brows furrowed, he asked very casually.

"Last week's expenses were too much,? I obviously didn't buy anything big."

"You have tens of millions in your card, do you care about this little money?" Jason said.

Damian showed a look of irony or something else: "What are you afraid of, the big deal is that Batman will support you."

Jack held the bill and pondered for a while, finally looked at Jason and Damian in front of him, counted the days, and suddenly came to his senses, shouted to the two people in front of him: "I said how to spend money like water, cooperate with you I have lived here for two weeks!"

two weeks ago.

On an unremarkable Wednesday night, a new moon hangs over the treetops, and the small villa is close to the crowded pedestrian street. Some voices come in from the window.After a crisp timing end prompt, Jack walked into the kitchen, put on heat-resistant gloves, bent down to take out the freshly baked apple pie from the oven, and at this moment, a call came from behind him : "Jack."

Jack staggered in fright, almost spilling all the hot apple pie on the ground, he stabilized his body and looked towards the kitchen windowsill: "I don't know if I should suggest you get rid of the habit of talking behind others suddenly, or ask The trick where you weigh two hundred pounds and walk without making a sound."

Batman slid in through the window,? Really "slippery",? The draped sleek black cape made him look strong and surprisingly flexible,? Like some kind of black big cat,? Jack took the apple pie Set aside,? Get out your pizza knife and say, "Visiting at night, what's up, Bat?"

Batman whispered, "Call Jason for me."

Jack was not surprised: "He's messing with you again? What's the reason this time?"

"He hung out with a friend who had a history of drug use."

Jack was speechless: "...well, at least the reason is right. Are you embarrassed to contact him?"

"I contacted him, but he didn't answer."

"Your family relationship is bad enough. Do you want apple pie?" Jack said, cutting off a slice of apple pie with a pizza cutter. "I'll give him a call."

Jack took off the heat-resistant gloves, took out the mobile phone from the jacket pocket of the apron, and pressed the hands-free button. After a loud busy tone, a cold female prompt sounded: "Sorry, the number you dialed was not answered ..."

Jack scratched his head: "It's over, he probably knew that you wanted to ask me to make peace, so he didn't even answer my calls. Sorry, Bat, I can't help you with this."

Batman nodded, not showing any disappointment, having now foreseen this outcome.Jason didn't even answer Alfred's calls, and it's not surprising that he didn't want to contact Jack.As soon as he stood on the window sill, Jack threw a folded paper bag to him, and he subconsciously took it and asked, "What is this?"

"Apple pie and milk, I just made it, save it for the road." Jack said without looking back, taking off his apron.

Batman hesitated for a while, but he didn't refuse. After he left, Jack walked out of the kitchen with the remaining apple pie, and said to the shadow in the corner of the corridor, "Okay, come out, I'll send your flying mouse daddy away." gone."

Two golden round eyes lit up in the darkness, like two flickering lanterns. Jason came out from the hiding place with Algernon in his arms, lifted the owl mask on his face, and broke off a piece of apple very rudely. Pie, put it in his mouth, and said with a little disgust: "It's a bit too sweet."

"You boasted that you were going to be Gotham's new vigilante, but you were chased by your bat father, Manchester City, and you still run away from home as an adult. Is this your new vigilante's path?" Jack Said sarcastically.

"Need I help you recall, did you ever think you were Batman?" Jason retorted.

"Shut up!" Jack couldn't bear others to humiliate him with the bullshit of his amnesia, and when he thought of himself, he said complacently: Am I Batman?He was ashamed and ashamed.He could only change the subject: "How long are you going to stay with me? You can't keep arguing with Dad Bat and won't go home, can you?"

Jason replied vaguely, "It depends."

While the two were talking, there was a sound of glass shattering in the living room. It seemed that something heavy had crashed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jason's heart was full of alarm bells. Could it be that some enemy who knew his hiding place sneaked into him? ?He rushed to the living room in three steps at a time, and saw a boy about ten years old standing on the luxurious Persian carpet. He was wearing a very conspicuous Robin uniform, carrying a small schoolbag like a student who just started school. Sen shouted in surprise, "Damian?"

"Why are you here?" Damian was quite surprised and asked reflexively.

"Should I ask you this question?!"

"Obviously, I ran away from home." Damian said nonchalantly as he put his backpack on the table.

"why?"

"Because Batman said he might marry Catwoman instead of my mother Thalia."

Jack is full of disbelief. Damian really likes his mother Talia, but he doesn't necessarily want Batman to marry Talia. He knows that there is not much love between this pair of men and women. , and Batman wouldn't talk about his marriage to the kids, so Damian was just lying, he snorted and asked, "It's fake, so what's the real reason?"

Damian curled his lips: "Well, because he can't stand Batman's stinky rules anymore, he didn't let me kill people, saying that killing people will make me degenerate, hell! What kind of moral code of the last century is this? Before I was ten years old Killed more people than women he held in his arms."

Jack finally showed the air of the master of the house. He squeezed out from behind Jason, looked at Damian who was rolling his eyes, and sighed deeply: "With Bruce's current parent-child relationship, I doubt that when he gets old, he will , Is there any son who is willing to take care of him until the end of his life?"

"When are you going to get out??" Jack put the plate on the table, and said to Jason and Damian expressionlessly, "You guys are obviously rich and capable, why do you have to rely on me to eat mine? Drink mine? Damian, look, it’s you, why don’t you go back to the League of Assassins if you want to run away from home?”

Damian puffed out his chest confidently: "If I go back to the League of Assassins, Batman won't be able to find me!"

"But he hasn't looked for you yet!" After Robin is gone, what should Batman do? He doesn't even look for his two sons. Disrupt his rhythm of fighting crime.

Jason interjected: "Jack, the reason why Batman didn't look for us is because he knew we were with you. But he didn't point it out. He wanted to wait for us to go back and give in to him."

"As far as the stubbornness of the three of you is concerned, if you really want to wait for the other party to give in, you will have to live with me forever." Jack curled his lips.

After they finished their meal, Jack cleaned up the dishes, when there was a knock on the door, Jack subconsciously looked at the door, and after a while he realized that the sound was not from the entrance, but from the balcony Yes, and it didn't sound like the door was knocking, but glass.With an extremely ominous premonition in his heart, he came to the balcony hesitantly, and saw Yeyi, like a blue bird drenched in rain, squatting on the gargoyle statue in front of the French window of the balcony, flexing his fingers to tap the glass : "Hey, Jack, let me hide for a few days."

Jack opened the glass window expressionlessly: "Good morning, mother bird, welcome to our baby bird nursery."

After all three sons borrowed from Jack, Batman finally couldn't keep pretending he didn't see it.

"You're finally here!" Jack greeted Batman through the French windows with tears in his eyes. Although the Bat family has a bad habit of not going through the front door, he doesn't mind at the moment, not at all!He grabbed Batman's cape and pushed him into the living room: "Take care of your sons, they are here with me, I can't even sleep well!"

The never-married bachelor confronts his three children, two unrelated and one related.Jason was playing poker with Damian. There were some cartoon chips scattered on the table. Dick was sitting alone on the sofa watching a movie. They heard the sound and turned their heads to look at Batman. No one spoke. Speaking, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while.Jack looked to the left, then to the right, and patted Batman on the back helplessly: "Say you love them."

Batman was like a black rock, motionless, not saying a word.

"Speak quickly!"

Batman cleared his throat and said calmly, "Okay, come back to work."

Jack gave up. It seems that the task of easing the relationship between the Bat family is better left to Alfred. He is really not suitable for this kind of thing.

Dick and Jason stood up muttering, obviously getting used to Batman's inhuman style.Damian threw away the cards in his hand, took off his white T-shirt, and put on a brightly colored Robin uniform again. He kicked Batman when he walked past him, and muttered, "Old man."

Batman was unmoved, he turned his head, patted Jack on the shoulder, pulled out a palm-sized gift box as if by magic, and handed it to Jack: "It's been a long time for you."

"It's harder than letting you say I love you."

Batman didn't care about his teasing, and took his sons away, like a group of black bats.Jack finished cleaning the room, threw himself on the sofa, and yawned firmly. He had always thought that the group of birds were too noisy, which made him unable to sleep at night.Now he finally got his wish, he was the only one in the huge room, and he felt a little lonely.

By the way, a gift!

Jack sat up straight from the sofa, frantically opened the pitifully small box, and took out an exquisite music box from inside. The music box was in the shape of a merry-go-round horse, and the body of the snow-white pony was tied with colorful bows. , with a golden crown on his head.

Jack smiled, twisted the clockwork a few times, and put the music box on the ground. Several white ponies were running up and down, making a crisp sound of "Jingle Bells".Notes echoed in the empty room, like pearls of all sizes falling on the silver plate in his heart.

"Those little birds are so annoying..." Jack murmured, turning the wind-up in his hand once and again.