Children would always love their awkward old father, and Robin would always love Batman.
No matter how many disagreements they had, no matter how many times Robin wanted to poison that hateful mouth of Batman's into silence, whenever something serious happened and their old Bat-dad needed them, the little birds would immediately fly back to their father's side, however far they had flown from the nest.
Across any distance, at any hour.
"Master Bruce, I hope you understand-your children, too, have always loved you in their own ways, unwaveringly."
Even Red Hood, who had all but broken with Batman completely, who would dearly love to riddle Batman with bullets, always charged out without a word to risk his life helping whenever Batman was in danger.
So!
Master Bruce, you're already in your thirties, the father of a whole brood of children. Could you please be a little more mature? Stop doing whatever you please just because your children spoil you!
Batman saw undisguised disdain in Butler Batman's eyes.
Batman: ᕮ◥▶‸◀◤ᕭ...
Aw, I think Alfred just scolded me. Not happy...
"Father!"
Robin bounded over, rescuing Batman from his embarrassment. Bruce cleared his throat and quickly switched into Batman's working mode. "Robin, check the equipment. Red Robin, collate and sift through the intel."
The thought of the two vials of Bright Blue Drug he had brought back last night gave Batman a headache.
The test results indicated that the substance in those two vials was likely a new narcotic, highly addictive and devastating to the cells, immune system, and nervous system.
Even more horrifying, the laboratory mice displayed an almost rabid aggression after ingesting only a minute amount of the drug. Mice housed together began savagely biting their own kind, tearing them apart and eating them. Once they had no targets left