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“Right: his perspective has been so warped by Ra’s-with Talia’s compliance-that I don’t know if there’s anything left for us to work with.”
Dick looked pained, carefully controlled sympathy clear in his expression. “You’re not ever going to forgive Talia for this, are you?” Belatedly, he tried to lessen the grimness: “Next time you start feeling the creeping approach of a cold, empty nest, I bet you go right to Selina.”
Again, Bruce rapped Dick on the head, before gently pushing him away. “If I ever show any interest in having another kid, that’s your clue that I’m an impostor and I want you to kill me,” he deadpanned.
“Would that be before or after I deal with the impostor, boss? Just so we’re clear.”
Bruce shook his head. He was done with the joke.
Dick didn’t quite deflate, but he lost some of his bounce. Firmed up, held his back straighter and his bearing flipped into mission mode. Clark rather hoped the changes were mostly superficial. Situations, generally, tended to be better when Robin felt like cracking a joke or making a less serious observation. Exactly which one affected the other when it came to ‘cause’ and ‘effect’ was occasionally questionable: obviously, Robin was quicker with the wisecracks in lighter situations, but, when working with the Dynamic Duo, Superman could feel-could see Batman felt it, too-things lighten up when Robin put his mind to it.
“Are we back to the drawing board yet?” Dick had placed himself behind the Bat-chair now, arm resting across the back top, behind Bruce’s head. Both of them were facing forward, concentrating at the blank computer console just as intently as if it held a rap sheet to memorize. Clark chalked it up to pure habit.
“We are back to the drawing board,” he confirmed, the chair groaning softly as he settled back. “Objective is to find a suitable punishment that will really bring home the magnitude of this and discourage Damian from trying it again.”
“Think the going rate is two to five years.”
“I’d ask you not to be a smartass, but I might as well ask you not to breathe.”
Dick shrugged. “It’s hard just because of what a weird situation the kid is in. I mean, you can’t ground him. There’s nothing to ground him from. He doesn’t know anybody here except the three of us, Selina, and Artemis, and he can’t meet anyone because-well, for one thing, he’s here illegally, and for another, it’s not exactly common knowledge that millionaire playboy and CEO Bruce Wayne has a bastard with the daughter of a functionally immortal, international eco-terrorist.”
It was on the tip of Bruce’s tongue to scold Dick for using that kind of language about his brother-Clark could tell, from the way his jaw tensed briefly-but he thought better of it. Dick would bring out semantics and dictionary definitions, and he’d kept his insults relatively benign up to this point.
“I really do need to finish forging those papers,” Bruce muttered.
“What are you going to tell the press?” Dick wondered. “You could probably warp the truth. I mean, the mother didn’t tell you.”
“And even now, she wouldn’t want the publicity,” Bruce agreed.
“She would if you’d put a ring on it.”
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Bruce and Dick's dynamics in this story is officially the best I've seen so far. Your version of Dick is even more of a smartass than usual. I totally love it, and the way Bruce deals with it.
"“If I ever show any interest in having another kid, that’s your clue that I’m an impostor and I want you to kill me,”
Well. Does "having another kid" refer only to the conventional way of doing it? Because what if Tim and Jason show up - granted, late - to this verse? Does that make him an imposter?
Anyway, I'm so happy you updated! I'd like to see how long Superman sits there creeping on the Bats.
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