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A lot of of you followed me bc I write batman stuff but I haven't written a n y t h i n g in too long 😔 so let's change that y'all.

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Bruce Wayne Week: Day 2: Identity

Rated: G

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Tim sometimes wished Bruce was more like Brucie at home. Fun, care-free, etc. But alas, he supposes he should just enjoy the Brucie moments at the office- like right now.

Bruce cleared his throat and stood up, face morphing into a bright and airy smile. He grabbed the projector clicker and type something into his computer. They had been brainstorming how they could find the elusive Batman, hoping he'd agree to let them fund him, besides having Gotham's protector's support would look good on paper.

"Thank you all for coming to this meeting," bruce started, "now to start this off I'll give my presentation first..." The man clicked a button and Tim almost choked at the title, wondering where this would all lead.

'Who I, Bruce Wayne, Think Batman Is: A List."

"Right, okay, first off we have Lex Luthor. Firstly he's rich and I've never seen batman and him in the same room together. Second, I know he's a villain but, that's kind of the perfect disguise. Third, he's bald...so helmet hair isn't a problem for him-"

Tim was going red in the face, trying hard to keep his laughter quiet.

@brucewayneweek

what if we all just started to wear our traditional clothing? wouldnt that be funny? wouldnt that be hilarious? Wouldnt that be great?

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"-so that's how my week went. Had to scrub shoe prints off the ceiling again but what's new about that, right? What about you, Bruce?" said Lois, crossing her right leg over the left as she looked at her friend.

Refilling his glass and taking a sip of the rose colored wine, the billionaire replied, "oh, nothing much, same ol' same ol'. Dicks off in Blüdhaven, Jason's in his rebel phase, I don't even know what's going on with tim to be honest. Duke and Cass pretty much do they're own thing and Damian is trying to live up to Jay's nickname of "demon brat", he shrugged. He looked over when his reply was met with silence, his eyes being met with a worried and judgmental gaze.

"Is everything okay, Bruce? You and your kids don't seem very....close? No offense."

The 36 year old spoke without thinking, internally cringing as he heard himself speak, "we're as close as any family. I don't see any difference between my kids and I and when it was just Alfred and I."

The brunette reporter thought, perfectly manicured eyebrows scrunching together. She hesitated before asking, "How close we're you and Alfred, Bruce? When you were younger?"

He thought a moment. How close were they? He has plenty of fond memories, mostly birthdays and holidays, but he doesn't really recall any alfred-centric memories beyond that. He was mostly left to his own devices as a kid and teen during the day, meals were silent, and when Alfred wasn't cleaning or cooking he was doing paperwork and required silence.

He loved Alfred, he really did. He was a tough old man, but he practically raised him. Not as much as the streets of gotham had, but he was still mostly there, right?

Bruce's thoughts spiraled from 'yeah he was a great dad' to 'every parent gets critical of what their kid is doing' and 'did he really not want me' to 'i wonder what happened to Rose?'

He didn't notice when Lois left and he was finally alone with his contemplation and wine.

I'm doing a day camp for my school so here are things I've witnessed (and I'll be adding more until Saturday 21/8)

Bruce:

Damn beetles. No, not those Beatles, music isn't killing the trees.

Steph:

*6 shoe changes on the bus in 15 minutes*

Jason: *wearing obviously waterproof shoes*

Dick: hey uh, hate to break it to you...but you're standing in water.

Jason: Thanks. I know.

Duke: wAit I brought shrek can we watch it on the way home please-

Babs: even I'm not white enough for this shit guys.