#Badass Alfred Pennyworth

[confused-wanderer]

How would Jason react, or even know about Bruce nearly killing the joker?

He doesn’t hear it from Damian, Dick nor Barbara. It’s only when a few years have passed and relations between Bruce and him slowly start cooling that he starts being able to return to the Manor more often without feeling pangs of guilt, longing, nostalgia and overall the Lazarus Pit screaming to be let out.

However, he isn’t dumb. Whenever he complains to Tim about how Tim’s been treated better and loved more than he was, he’s quick to notice how Tim’s jaw tenses, with fingers spastic as if they wanted to curl into fists. Nor does he miss what Tim whispers under his breath twenty minutes later.

If only you knew..

Bruce keeps trying to make amends, tries engaging with him face to face before a few bullets got the message across and he retreated. But Jason could still feel him waiting, hovering, for the signal to light up and let him know he was needed.

He could go to hell though.. Every single time he looked at Bruce he felt safe, followed by fierce anger burning through his veins. He hated that he felt at ease when Bruce entered. Hated that he almost fell back into their old banter. Hated that he missed him. Hated that he still trusted him.

Hated that he still loved him.

One night, after giving Bruce the cold shoulder the entire time and watching in satisfaction as Bruce’s shoulder slumped in defeat, he felt the sudden need to comfort him. He’s the batman, he chided himself. If he could get over your death, he can get over this.

Standing out on the balcony, he never spoke to the presence already there.

“Master Jason..”

“Hey Alfred, it’s pretty cold out you sure you’d be fine?”

“I’ve faced worse winters.”

Jason sighed. That old man always had an air of expectancy around him, just like when he was robin, like a mother waiting for their child to tell them what they did wrong.

“What do you want?”

“I want to know what the bloody hell you think you’re doing?”

That caught Jason’s attention. Hatred and stoic ness quickly melted and all he could do was stare at him in shock.

“Why are you tormenting him?”

“Are you fucking kidding me??-“ “Language master Jason.”

“Alfred. You were there.”

“There was nothing master Bruce could do to save you-”

“I DONT CARE ABOUT THAT ALFRED! He-“

Shoulders slumped, he looked down.

“He replaced me.” Jason whispered. “He didn’t even wait till my body was cold he just fucking went ahead and replaced me. Even after knowing I died, he still put another child in that suit, MY suit! And then, HE DIDNT EVEN AVENGE ME!! He just took Joker back to Arkham, which is basically just like a vacation for him, and LEFT. After all these-”

A shivering cold current of electricity ran through his body and he could feel the Lazarus Pit rising, making his body grow colder by the second.

“After all this time.. he never did anything.” Jason muttered. “So yeah, not only was knowing I was dead for four years a slap to the face.. but to come back home to find another kid in my room and business as usual? As if I never existed? That just made me realise I didn’t matter.”

CLINK

The tea cup in Alfred’s hands was shaking, and a wave of concern overtook Jason. He was about to reach a hand out to steady it when Alfred put the cup down, sighed and looked at the moon.

“Master Bruce never gave Robin to Tim. I did.”

“.. Come again?”

“I gave it to him myself. After you died.. he was a shell of himself. He started pushing himself more, brutalising criminals to the point of hospitalisation. After you died.. a big part of him did too. He refused to be around people, friends, to be happy, to eat. He was punishing himself for your death by refusing to live. And I never forgot you either my boy.. Every night for months I stood by the windows, staying awake and looking outside..hoping to catch a glimpse of you. For the first time in my life I prayed for you to be beaten and bruised, but alive. Locked myself in your room, in your memories, as if standing over your bed was guarding you even in death..Master Bruce missed you so much he played tapes of your missions, just to hear your laugh.”

The older man shook his head and refused to look at him.

“He rejected Tim, but I couldn’t watch him destroy himself. I’d already lost one son..” Alfred paused, looking at Jason with such fondness and pain. “ I wasn’t going to lose another.”

A long pause lingered in the air, and Jason could hear his heart racing as it processed what he’d heard.

“As for Joker,” Jason looked up, and saw the most terrifying scowl he’d ever seen before, with eyes filled with hatred and a craving for retribution.

“Jason Bruce almost killed him too. Like you said, I was there. I was always there. He had chas- hunted Joker down, torturing him slowly and violently until the air was thick with his screams. How every bone was shattered, with so much blood you couldn’t even tell the tiles underneath were white.”

Alfred closed his eyes, and Jason couldn’t help feel that though he was remembering the scene, he was also reveling in it. “His body shattered, smile gone replaced with pain and the howls of misery that he emitted that night.. alas-”

“He didn’t kill him.”

Alfred’s eyes bore into his, and reflected the darkness of the shimmering sky.

“You’re not hearing me. He damn well nearly did. There are things worse than death in this world and Bruce made sure to make Joker feel every single.one. But Superman.. heard him. He heard the roars of fury and grief, and stopped him. All while Bruce stood over the broken body of what once was human. All while muttering your name over and over again, like it was a prayer that kept him grounded. With every hit he took, with every ounce of pain he delivered, he did it with your name on his lips.”

They both just stood there.. shadows in fading moonlight as the noises of life started waking the world with their song.

“Unfortunately, his voice was recorded on one of those surveillance cameras. Tim wiped it, but we kept one copy.. and though the footage is corrupted, the sound is crystal clear.”

Alfred hesitated, before gently cupping Jason’s hands and placing a cold weight on them.

“I hope you never hear it..my boy. I’d rather you burnt it. But if you want to hear the raw truth.. I wanted you to have proof.”

Sunlight burst through the horizon, and with it came the dawn of a new time.

Jason heard the tape as soon as he left.

And burnt it right after.

Alfred was right.

All he had heard were the guttural cries of a broken man..

A father, grieving for his son.

Jason finding out Dick killed joker post:

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[morgansunflower]

My London Lover 1/2

Bruce Wayne X Reader

Warnings:gun violence, suggestive content, murder, violence, explicit language and angst

Words:1658

Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V. Part 1&2 listed in tags!

Alfred receives a letter that shakes him to his core as an old enemy has returned to hurt her.

Alfred sorted through the mail junk..Junk.. Not junk. His blood pressure nearly made him curse. One was written by her. He hasn't seen the young girl since she visited for Christmas. She usually would call him. He wondered why she wrote to him? He worried it was out of fear someone may be listening in on her phone calls

He quickly departs to the study for privacy. Alfred couldn't waist time sitting. He takes a deep breath as he opens the letter impatiently.

~Dear Uncle Alfred.

I wish my letter was to tell you I am well. However I do not have good news to write of. Some odd things have been happening. Just the other day... I know I was being followed by a black motorcycle. The drivers face was of course concealed by his helmet and the tag was removed. Then the next morning I received some unfriendly letters with blood from a bird. An old enemy of yours I fear. Some nights I feel as though I'm being watched through my window. I was attacked this night but don't fret I'm ok. Just a bullet that grazed me. I fear you're the only one I can trust. Please hurry.. I don't wish to be buried.

Love your niece Y/N~

Alfred's heart sinks. He quickly pushed the button in his closet to show his old trusted uniform. He remembers the night he met her so vividly.

Alfred was only twenty. Thomas Wayne had visited London for business. After Thomas accidentally became witness to a assassination and had gained evidence of the occurrence. Things became more grim.

He hired the young Bodyguard. Alfred's well known reputation in London had made him trustworthy among those who needed protection and a target from those who wished to harm the ones he protected. The criminal gangs of London were relentless. Especially to those who had money.

Somehow as Alfred was trying to get Thomas out of London back to US soil he found a abandoned infant girl. She had been left in the cold. The two men had stumbled upon her whilst trying to evade gunfire.

Thomas feared for his baby boy and his wife once he returned to Gotham. He wrote to the only Bodyguard he ever felt he could truly trust offering him a heap of money. Alfred struggled to let the baby girl out of his arms and into the arms of another. Though he trusted these people.

Alfred leaves the plane. Keeping a low profile he made his way to her apartment. He knocks twice paused and then 4 times. The door locks become unlocked one by one. Y/N opens the door to see him. She quickly let's him in and locks the door-locks one by one.

"were you followed? R-Right forgot.. Sorry I'm so.. I.. I'm ok as you can see. Thank you so much for coming. I know it seems like I may overreacting a, bit"

"not in the slightest" he replied

Alfred puts his hat and coat on the coat rack. He approached the window looking outward down the to the sidewalk. He saw no one.. Alfred turned to see the young woman nervously folding her arms with her face clenched looking at the ground

"alright enough lettin' your thoughts fester into madness. It's not a nice look for my lass"

"I missed you" she sincerely said, she had indeed ever since her mother died 5 years ago and father died when she was 3... Alfred was her Savior. In her heart he was indeed her father.

"and I you Lass. Would you care for some tea? Then you can tell me all of about the trouble you've been having"

As the two enjoyed their tea. She explained in detail showing Alfred the letter, the pictures she took.. He knew his old enemy was behind this...

That following day Y/N and Alfred drove to interpol. The former bodyguard hoped his past life would encourage interpol to give him the evidence he needs.

He glances to the side mirror seeing the car behind him with blackened windows. He speeds further to avoid the second car about to pull out from the side. Y/N remained still and silent recognizing what was happening.

The other car began to follow them right behind the other car. Alfred took a sharp turn to the right. The two cars follow suit. Alfred notices the bat-plane above. Of course he's here.

Alfred speeded faster changing to a faster gear. He skid the car around speeding between the two vehicles. The two cars quickly tried to follow. Alfred tried to go faster but unfortunately the cars were faster than his. One hits the rear of their car causing Y/N and Alfred to lightly jolt from the blow.

One driver takes his machine gun to shoot at them. Batman lands onto the car jerking the gun away from the assailant. He then leaned on the side of the car and punches him. The passenger reaches for his pistol but Batman quickly threw his batarang to his wrist. Batman takes the wheel making it swerve out onto dirt.

Alfred was forced down a abandoned dirt rode that ended to the side of a cliff... The driver was looking for them. Alfred then came up with a plan

.....

Bruce rushes to find them, only to see the car they were in pushed over the cliff by the driver. Terror came to his face.

"No!!"

He ran denying the inevitable that no one could survive that.

Bruce runs looking down the cliff to the car that was beyond destroyed. He uses his spy-contacts to zoom in on the wreck... They weren't there.

Batman sees the driver escaping. As he gets to the drivers side he gripped onto the side of the car. He breaks the window pulling the driver out and threw him to the ground. He gripped his collar.

"who do you work for?!" he yells at him but stopped seeing the foam seep through his mouth

He was gone.

Y/N and Alfred had escaped the vehicle and used it as a decoy to trick the driver. Alfred and Y/N start a fire. Why was Batman here? She wondered.

"what the hell is going on?!" Batman asked approaching the two.

"I told you I was to be home by the end of the week. I'm only a day late" Alfred defended

"you are avoiding my question!" Bruce shouts

"Bruce?!" Y/N shouted taken aback realizing quickly by not only the similar built in structure that she constantly thought about.. But the obvious worry for Alfred. She didn't have to question his worry for her.

Batman takes his cowl off "I need answers Alfred with or without your help"

Alfred looked down gently sighing "you both deserve the truth... It was over 20 years ago. Your father came to London for business. He had seen somethin' he shouldn't have... Shortly thereafter he hired me for protection. It was during that time" he looks to Y/N "I stumbled upon a baby left all alone... I was not fit to be a parent"

"all this time I knew I was adopted but I didn't.. They never told me" Y/N was speechless now knowing how much Alfred had done for her.

"it was for your protection but unfortunately I did not do a fit enough job. You're no longer safe and that is my bloody fault.." Alfred scolded himself. He should have been more thorough

"when my father came to Gotham?.." Bruce asked

"he feared for your mother and you. I was offered payment and I left the life I knew"

"what did he see?" Bruce asked

Alfred takes a deep breath "London crime gang, known as Aves. They originated after the second war. Money laundering, con-men... Then overtime they became ruthless. More hungry for power, more money... There was never enough evidence until your father was able to identify one of the masked gang members, he had photographic evidence of murder. Taking place on a, revenge kill... It was shortly after that I was hired. I managed to get a confession and with the evidence your father provided it was enough. As far as I knew all those accused were rightly behind bars... But now I fear somehow their leader, has escaped and has formed a new gang.. He knows of dear Ms Y/N and is trying to hurt her, to hurt me... "

"why didn't you tell me?" Bruce asked bitterly

"I was trying to leave the past behind me and honoring your father's wishes to never speak of the incident"

As the three fell asleep two awaken as one was gone. Bruce and Y/N tried desperately to find Alfred.

The hood is lifted from Alfred's head. He feels his hands restrained to the back of the chair he sat on. He was inside the mansion of the former mafia bosses home. He knew Carmine well enough to know he killed the new owners to regain his fortress.

"Carmine Falcone" Alfred bitterly greeted

"Alfred Pennyworth.. So nice of you to join.. Over two decades. I spent day and night, imagining the suffering I would cause you"

"seems a little bit extreme, don't you think?"

Carmine clenched his fist taking out his pistol and cocked the hammer. He placed the barrel of the gun into Alfred's mouth. Though Alfred's expression remained unmoved.

"so tempting to end you right here, right now" he takes the gun out "but before I do I would so love to see you suffer.."

Two men bring the young boy in. Alfred's expression did change but only to anger. What was he doing here?! He's in so much bloody trouble.

"I'm fine Alfred. I have this under contr--" Jason stammered as a punch came to his gut

"this little pest belong to you?" Carmine asked gripping Jason's face

He is damn well going to be grounded...

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[galacticrainbowsaz]

Jason: Look kid, maybe if you're killed and revived, you'll understand why I do what I do

Ash: *visible confusion* But I've died multiple times and not once come back wanting to kill people

Jason: *confused and concerned* Wha-

Ash: Oh wait! No, that was an evil spirit possessing me, not me.. Yeah, no. No murderous intent yet

Jason: *visible distress*

20 minutes later

Bruce: J-Jason?!

Jason: Yo. Anyway, I've decided to stop killing and I got you a gift

Bruce: ??

Jason: *lifting Ash by his armpits* Enjoy!

Ash: Hi! What Pokémon do you have?

Alfred: *goes back to bed*

#batman #pokemon #batman x pokemon #incorrect batman quotes #incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect pokemon quotes #jason todd #red hood #ash ketchum #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #i just think jason and ash meeting would be funny #jason “i died and came back badass” todd meets ash “i died and came back forever 10” ketchum #alternate take #ash “i died and came back happier and with less braincells” ketchum #unintentional big brother jason #bruce is equally horrified #alfred will help in the morning #maybe

[owlwithanapple]

Bird & Fox

Chapter 1

Late at night, you stand alone on a high tower somewhere in Gotham City and look around. It is said the sky in this city always overcast at night, and you can feel the cold wind blowing. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can’t believe the city is so dark and cold at night.

The environment here is completely opposite to the place you live in. Before you immigrated to Gotham City, you lived in Tokyo, Japan. The city you live in is prosperous because of political management, public security management and economic development.

Compared with Gotham City, dark, scary and complicated. How warm and beautiful the city you used to live in is, and there is always a sense of safety and comfort late at night. But Gotham City is surrounded by weird and Gothic buildings, forming a huge contrast and chaotic atmosphere.

This weird and dark Gotham City is listed as one of the cities with the highest crime rate. On TV, the news channel always reports about the content involved in this city and some dangerous information, such as Joker, Penguin, Harley Quinn, etc.

Because of the experience given by your previous work, you know very well no matter where, there will be similar experiences and commonalities. But there will never be a lack of bright and beautiful images, and countless dirt hidden in the dark alleys.

One day, a righteous man dressed as Batman transformed into the Dark Knight and fight criminals for the city appeared in Gotham City. Because of his existence, the Bat Signal can be seen in the sky every night, as if he is promoting his own ideas.

Since he became a righteous Dark Knight to fight criminals, he has become a spiritual idol in people's hearts and a source of fear in the hearts of criminals, making his desire to stop evil more stronger.

In Gotham City, in addition to Batman fighting criminals, there are other superheroes such as Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, etc. who are also maintaining the safety of the city.

You sit idly on the edge of the roof, with your hands on your thighs, shaking your legs at the empty space, looking up at the Gotham City that is already full of chaos at night.

Seeing a person sitting on the roof of a high tower building, the first thing think of is someone is going to jump off to commit suicide. But you are definitely not trying to do something stupid. You are different. The fact that you can casually run to the rooftop in the middle of the night shows that you are not an ordinary person.

Because of your previous work and some reasons, you were forced to immigrate to this dark city. In the morning, you finally packed your things. Tonight is your first time to spend the night freely in this city.

Now you should be an unemployed vagrant. Although you have not been removed from the list, you have been exiled here by the "organization" after all. The more you think about it, the angrier you get. You were exiled to a strange city because of different beliefs, but you still have to thank the "organization" for supporting you with funding.

You are leisurely and bored. You hum a sweet song in a low voice and shake your head slightly. You are intoxicated in the song then hear the faint footsteps approaching you step by step. You stop humming the song.

The person approaching you stops, you glance back. A tall black figure and a shorter child standing next to him are standing behind you. You vaguely guess who they are.

You remain calm and composed, your face is covered by the fox mask but you still smile. Although they can't see, you cross your hands in front of chest and say "What a beautiful night, everyone."

The tall black figure keeps a distance from you, but from your observation, he is very wary of you. He is wearing a mask, you can't see his eyes, only his lips. He is silent then blurts out "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

You stamp your feet and think about how to answer his question, but no excuse can cover up the fact that you are suspicious, it doesn't make sense that you trespassed into this high tower and sit on the roof in the middle of the night. "I said I came here for a walk, would you believe it?"

The little guy standing next to him holds a katana, with a smile that seems very confident. Your intuition tells you that can't underestimate him. Even if he is a kid, his sword holding method and posture are not ordinary, but a skilled posture.

You noticed the little guy looking you up and down, perhaps he was waiting for his chance, he tightened the grip of his katana, seemingly ready to strike you "TT, you lie without thinking."

He pulled out his katana and pointed at you. You stayed still, hands still in front of your chest, breathing kept balanced, but stopped stamping your feet, tried not to make any unnecessary movements. This was a lesson taught by the "Organization".

When he was about to pounce on you with the katana, the black figure blocked the little guy with his hands in front of him. The little guy immediately stopped and looked at the black figure. At this time, the little guy was confused why stop him.

The black figure looked at the little guy as if giving some instructions. The little guy seemed to understand his intention and put the katana away walked to the side to look at you, while the black figure looked at you and said, "I am Batman. What about you?"

You finally heard the black figure say his title in person. He is Batman. The real person is right in front of you. It feels so cool. You noticed the little guy beside you frowned and looked impatient. "Hello, Batman. It's a beautiful night. Bring your kids to see the night view?"

When the little guy heard you say he was a "kid", his sharp ears immediately stood up, walked towards you with a red face and anger. His attitude towards you was enough to prove he was a kid with a strong self-esteem. This time, Batman did not stop him.

Realizing that you said the wrong thing, he can fight criminals and work with Batman, he is not an ordinary child. It is embarrassing to apologize at this time. He points his index finger at you and says, "Listen, I am Robin. Not a kid! Bitch!"

You feel bad when you hear him use the word "bitch", but he is just a kid. But not an ordinary child, Robin has rich combat experience and skill training.

Seeing him, recall that you were strictly trained in the "Organization" before. You were still 8 years old. No one showed mercy in the sparring battle. Until now, you have become an independent person at the age of 20, but you have been exiled by the "Organization".

Maybe you are not the person in their idealism. You have opposite beliefs and ideas from them. The result is your value judgment.

Robin noticed that you were in a state of vacant thoughts. He looked at Batman in confusion and tried to ask him what to do. Batman just stared at you expressionlessly, waiting for your reaction.

When you were in a daze, Robin slowly approached you, trying to touch you to wake you up. Subconsciously, you came back to your senses and grabbed his index finger with your hand. "Whoops, sorry. I was just in a daze."

Since the two of them have introduced themselves, you can't be rude. You let go of Robin's hand. With your right hand, you put your middle finger and ring finger together and press them on your thumb, and lift your index finger and pinky finger to form a fox shape. "Hello, my name is Kitsune, you can also call me Fox."

You put your hand into the pocket of your long sleeves and took out a flash bomb. They immediately stepped back and got ready for the fight, but you didn't want to kill people in vain. You just wanted to leave here.

You threw a flash bomb into the air, it flashed a dazzling light. Batman and Robin subconsciously used their cloaks to block their sight. When they put down and opened their eyes, you were gone.

Robin ran to the edge and looked down at the 40-story building. There was no trace of you. Batman stood aside and looked around. There was indeed no trace of you. The two of them confirmed that you were gone, Robin was surprised and swallowed his saliva. "That bitch really disappeared."

Batman listened to Robin's words but didn't respond. He was actually thinking, and confused about how you did it. You disappeared just a few seconds after the flash of light, leaving no trace.

The two of them looked for your trace everywhere, but there was no clue. In desperation, they had to retreat temporarily. In fact, you just used some trick to deceive them.

After you return home, take off your mask, place it on the table, remove all your equipment, put them in the closet, close the closet and see the mirror reflecting your naked body. You gently touch each scar, which are the marks of your becoming a "ninja" and the medal of your success.

You don't hate these scars all over your body. Although the scars are deeply engraved on your body, you are very happy, even grateful to have them. This is proof that you have survived, you have experienced the test of the "organization" to prove yourself.

"Kitsune..." You muttered in front of the mirror, code name, the name you used when you were a ninja. But now you are Y/N L/N, just an ordinary woman with ninja abilities.

The Batcave at this time—

The Batcave is Batman's command center, where he monitors all crisis points in Gotham City and the world. It is usually located beneath Wayne Manor and is part of a large group of underground caves.

Batman is replaying the surveillance video with Robin to see the footage of you and conversation. In order to catch your clues and find out your purpose, no clue can be easily let go.

Alfred came to the Batcave and saw the two of them busy watching the video. He carefully made two cups of hot drinks and placed it in front of them. "Master Bruce, Master Damian, take a rest."

Batman stopped the work, leaned back the chair, gently massaged his eyes with his hands. When he saw the hot drink in front of him, he took it up and took a sip. "Alfred, what do you think of the people in the surveillance video?"

Alfred looked at the screen, put his hand on chin and rubbed it gently. You didn't attack them, nor did you commit a crime. You just sat on the edge and stared blankly. "Hmm, it's harmless at the moment."

Robin finished the hot drink and asked Alfred for a refill. Alfred filled the cup with the hot drink and handed it to him again. Robin took the cup and complained to the big screen, "I will definitely catch her next time."

Alfred looked at Master Bruce who was distressed and Master Damian who was complaining. He thought about what he could do to help. He suddenly suggested, "Why not ask Master Tim?"

Batman looked at Alfred. It was indeed a good suggestion. Perhaps Tim had a way to solve this problem. After all, it was he who deduced that Batman was Bruce Wayne. He had a strong reasoning ability. "I will contact Tim later.

Robin listened to what Batman and Alfred said then left the Batcave with a "TT". Alfred put the cup back on the tray prepared to leave. "Master Bruce, I want to ask you. Why didn't you take her down on the spot?"

Batman thought about it realized he could have taken her down, as Robin was also there at the time. But facing you who showed no hostility and showed no intention to escape or kill, he was confused. "I want to confirm who she is? Is she righteous or evil. That's all."

Before leaving, Alfred bowed to Batman's back. "I understand, Master Bruce. I'll leave first."

After Alfred left, Batman was left alone in the Batcave. He thought about Alfred's suggestion and called Red Robin who was on patrol. "I need your help with something."

Red Robin stayed in the alley talk to Batman and understand the ins and outs of the matter. He vaguely guessed he was distressed and confused. "I understand. See you in the afternoon ."

After saying that, he hung up the call. When Red Robin left the alley and went to a higher place to continue patrolling, he ran into Nightwing who was talking gossip and Red Hood was having snacks.

Nightwing waved to Red Robin and invited him to have supper together. Red Hood took off his helmet started to eat hamburgers, and handed Red Robin two fries, "I'll treat you."

Red Robin looked at the two fries in Red Hood's hand and speechless. As the "older brother", he only shared fries with his "younger brother", but he still took it and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Hey hey hey." Nightwing handed Red Robin a bag with hot coffee, hamburgers and fries. "I didn't forget to buy your share." After saying that, he continued to eat.

Red Hood finished eating, crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball, threw it into the bag, and then found a trash can to throw it away later. He opened the cap of the soda bottle and started to drink. When he was halfway through, he put down and ask "Bruce looking for you?"

Red Robin, who was drinking coffee and addicted to caffeine, put down the cup immediately after hearing it. He looked at the other two, and nodded after a moment of silence, "Yes, meet at the manor in the afternoon ."

After listening to Red Robin, Nightwing nodded to indicate that he could, Red Hood drank up the soda and threw it into the bag, "I can't. My motorcycle needs maintenance tomorrow, don't count me in."

"Are you serious?" Nightwing asked him seriously. After all, he didn't want Bruce and Jason to have a hard time. Although the two did have bad memories in the past, Jason was very defensive against people, and that incident also left a shadow on his life.

Red Hood stood up, wiped his mouth, put on his helmet, took a bag of garbage, and held the door handle to indicate that he was leaving, leaving Red Robin and Nightwing sitting there. He thought about it and said, "Let's see, if I finish my work early." Then he left.

Nightwing knew Bruce and Jason had a rough time. The past experience and feelings led to the current collapse, but sometimes, both sides had mutual trust and cooperation.

Seeing Red Robin's self-blaming expression, Nightwing put his hand on his shoulder to comfort. Tim became Robin after Jason died. During that time, everyone had a hard time, including Tim, of course.

Being Robin is a very proud thing. It is very cool to fight criminals with Batman. Of course, there are always crises, just like Jason's death, which has become one of everyone's shadows.

"Although that guy is bad-mouthed, he is still trustworthy." Nightwing comforted the frustrated Red Robin, hoping he and Jason would not have a quarrel again.

"I know, thank you, Dick." Red Robin smiled again and continued to drink coffee. The caffeine he couldn't quit became a source of energy, making him more motivated and confident.

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Leave a comment to let me know 😁

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[bruciemilf]

" Keanu reeves should be Batman" you fools; you witless Clowns. He should be Alfred Pennyworth

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[feelingbat-ty]

Also let me know what situation you imagined this happening. Like how did this ‘free tattoo’ opportunity arise???

I did originally base my question on the scenario where your getting a tattoo and the artist goes ‘hey? Ya want a free tattoo?

But I had a sudden image of a random man leaning out of an alleyway and being like ‘yo kid? Ya want a free tat?’

So I’m curious to see what other people imagined lol

#jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #dick grayson #bruce wayne #cassandra cain #dc comics #dc universe #alfred pennyworth #damian al ghul #Batman #tumblr polls #polls #kinda leaning towards Alfred lol #he’s all prim and proper but we know he’s a badass #wasn’t he in a war??? #he’d think of a free tattoo as a… #I literally just had it #wtf #it’ll come back to me #the point is #Alfred would TOTALLY get a free tattoo #you can’t change my mind

[dizzyspice717]

So it’s probably in a niche comic or tv episode somewhere but how in the hell was the bat cave made?

Did Bruce and Alfred do all the heavy lifting and electrical work themselves?? Did they hire a handyman and then after it was done Alfred just fucking shot him??

Like, the person who put together the bat cave would know all the secrets so I can’t imagine it being a large group of people that they just let live and roam free???

#batman #batfam #i don’t know what to tag this #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #batcave #i need answers #batman family #it was before he made friends with other supers too so that’s not an option #conspiracy #or is it #a plot hole?? #edit: #my brother insists #‘it was just Batman’ #my guy #not even Batman can lift an entire Dino sculpture #or Batman and one badass old man #‘he’s Batman’

[bibatfamdisaster]

Tim: so lately, i haven’t been feeling all that well

Leslie: and when did it all begin?

Tim: Uh, hmm lemme see

Tim: Well roughly around the day i was born

#*sips decaf* #alfred made him okay? #and when tim started crying at the thought #alfred replaced his coffee without telling anyone #so now tim falls asleep at 2 am #because he CANNOT stay up longer #and ut is baffling to him #of course leslie and aflie masterminded to whole deal #and theres no way tim can go against these two badasses #so he has to *shudders* be HEALTHY #batfam #batfamily #batman #robin #tim drake #batman family #incorrect batfamily quotes #leslie thompkins #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne

[wrensgeekyvibes]

Zsasz and Alfred

This scene right here is the best, and I am so upset that we never got Zsasz and Alfred going on a mission together to do a badass thing. The mutual respect they have for each other here is fantastic. It also doesn't hurt that they are both phenomenal in their own right.

(I strangely ship it)

#gotham #victor zsasz #alfred pennyworth #victor x alfred #gotham rewatch #gotham season 4 #these two guys are badasses and badasses should be best friends

[martyrbat]

detective comics #464

[ID: Bruce Wayne home at his penthouse apartment. He's wrapped in a red robe and has his hand in the pocket as he internally reflects. He gazes out to the city horizon from his balcony as Alfred approaches him with a tray. He informs Bruce, “I checked with the hospital, sir — and the man from Paris, the man Black Spider shot —is dead!” Bruce remorses, “Killings, Alfred, I should have stopped somehow! This isn't an ordinary case where I'm trying to find a murderer — it's something far worse!” Alfred gently prompts, “May I suggest, sir — that it is your wound talking! Does it pain you very much?” Alfred is speaking in reference to Bruce getting shot in the shoulder, beatened with the end of a shotgun, almost getting hit with a plane, and getting into several fights to track down the above mentioned assassin.

Bruce sits down and brings his hand up to hold his throbbing shoulder. He answers, “Like a leaden knife twisting and twisting, Alfred! Still, I've fought with worse wounds! Slinky's gunshot didn't kill me — and in this business, it's enough to simply survive!” Bruce takes a tea cup and looks at it with a heavy frown. Alfred worriedly slips a pillow behind Bruce's back as he begs, “Enough talk, sir! You need your strength! Please, eat something!” END ID]

#do you ever think about how so many people see this as bruce being obsessive/badass/laughable #instead of bruce actively punishing himself and how he's shown to do it again and again #like refusing to eat or sleep/neglecting his self needs... #either intentionally or too focused on trying to help and take care someone else instead of help and take care of himself #and AGAIN how many people laugh at him needing alfred and calling him a manchild instead of yknow. disabled. #like not to repeat myself but just :// #disabled bruce #c: detective comics | i: 464 #crypt's panels #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #happy sad boy sunday !!! #it counts because he makes me sad if i think about him for too long. also he is sooo tortured </33 #alfred & bruce

[sunnycanwrite]

Being a superhero is more than putting in a mask, and fighting bad guys. It's not just swinging through the city. It'd als being the person behind the heroes. The guy in the chair as Ned Leeds would put it. Some of the most powerful heroes are the ones behind super screens. Who run comms, patch up wounds, go through files, and security footage. Those who could single handed hack the justice league. Who can still beat the hell out of a villain if needed.

#alfred pennyworth #barbara gordon #ned leeds #Hehe #On my Barbara shit #Alfred is so badass y'all #batfam #batgirl #batman #dc comics #batman and robin #dcmultiverse #dc universe #DC headcanons #Mcu

[tesalicious2]

Jason has always been exceptionally talented with firearms, even as Robin. While Dick is great with his Escrima sticks, Tim with his Bow staff, and Damian with his sword, Jason always has guns.

All of the Batfam lily know how to use and disarm them, but Jason always loved using them. Bruce taught him the very basics, but Jason went to Alfred to learn more. Alfred was very excited to teach him and the backyard quickly became a shooting range.

He was very into them and willing to learn ANYTHING, so Alfred taught him to snipe, hunt small and large game, moving targets with a rifle and shotgun, use different sized revolvers that he has trouble lifting, and dual shooting.

(Alfred also taught him to use a crossbow and different swords found across the manor. When asked about how he knew all of this, he just smiled and told Jason ‘I’ve lived a long life, and I’ve crossed paths with many who lived shorter ones. (This was the most information Antione has ever got out of Alfred and Heading takes pride in that.))

In simulations that have scores, Jason scores ok, but go to the shooting range and he has the top score. Not just the top score, but he beat everyone by a long shot.

Like, Bruce is third with 7500, Alfred has 20000 (he was a spy so duh) and Jason has 25000.

He’s also great with a bow too, since Roy taught him the basics. He is good with knives and a kusarigama (I think?), it’s a long string/thin rope with a spike/knife on the end.

Basically the more lethal weapons that could be found in Crime Alley. He just never used them as Robin bc they were too dangerous.

To this day, he’s beaten the score but the old ones haven’t been beat. His Robin scare is 25000 but his Red Hood score is 75000.

Everyone tries to beat it but when they can’t, it’s suddenly not a competition anymore.

#jason todd #red hood #simulation #Batfam #it’s not a competition #but it is #guns #alfred pennyworth #he’s a spy #and a badass #passing on his badassness to Jason #Jason todd and Alfred pennyworth #Bruce wayne

[morgansunflower]

My London Lover 2/2

Bruce Wayne X Reader

Warnings:gun violence, suggestive content, murder, violence, explicit language and angst

Words:1658

Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V. Jason is Robin! Part 1&2 listed in tags

Y/N, Dick, and Bruce race to save Alfred and Jason from his old enemy.

Y/N and Bruce manage to track Alfred down through his watch that had a tracker within it.. Bruce had given him the watch to his, dear father-figure on his birthday. Alfred of course knew of the hidden tracker but allowed it to be worn, to give Bruce peace of mind and be there should anything go wrong...

"you and Jason are grounded" Bruce scolded to his oldest.

Dick had just explained they had gotten word Alfred had died along with Y/N in a, dreadful car wreck. That's when they realized why Bruce left on a 'business trip'. The two brothers asked uncle Clark to take care of Gotham while they went on their rescue mission.

"I'm 18 Bruce.. Not a child" Dick defends

"than I do not see as to why you are choo--" Y/N cut into the conversation.

"we can discuss this later we're getting off track. What exactly happened to Jay?" Y/N asked Grayson

"well.. When we were digging on Alfred's past.. Jason went to get some air. I should have been right there. I know it's my fault and I messed up.. I was acting juvenile. It won't happen again.. "

"indeed it won't" Bruce grunted to which Dick rolled his eyes.

"what Bruce is trying to say is that you two need to be careful. We'll get Jason and Alfred back" she told Dick, he replied with a kind smile

Y/N couldn't deny, she to was worried. Even though they weren't actually her children. Her heart drew closer each time she saw, them. She loved them truly little did she know they loved her as their mother.

Alfred watched as they tie his hands together behind his back, with a rope. His blood boiled but he had to wait. Acting now, he feared Jason would be hurt.

He relaxed his hands on his own restraint as in his side glance.. There was a small bug.. That wasn't a real bug.

"he sees us" Bruce said looking through the screen from the spy-bug.

Y/N had her a, bat-themed mask on her eyes. Bruce was grateful Alfred taught her everything he knew. Though that still didn't mean he wouldn't make sure she's safe. Nightwing leaps down from the roof stealthy taking out the perimeter guards.

Carmine cocks his pistol aiming to the child "say farewell to your little friend, on the other hand you'll be joining him soon enough"

Jason sees Alfred's reflection that he is free. Alfred holds three fingers up as he closed his fist Jason dunks his head. Gunfire go's off.

Batman and Y/N made themselves known tackling the guards. Y/N stands along with Bruce.

"took you long enough" Jason scoffed

They see Alfred had tackled the gunman to the ground. Carmine spun around swinging to Alfred's jaw. The elder men fight each other...

Y/N throws a batarang to the gunman's barrel. She then rushes to Jason loosening his restraints.

Bruce punches the gunman before he shoots Y/N. He threw a foot grapple hook to the group of gunmen.

"nice to see you again" he greeted as though they weren't currently risking their lives

"you too kiddo" she grinned

She softly smiled but then punched the gunman trying to grab Jay. Jason then tackled the gunman in her blind side

"we work well together. You should come to Gotham" Jason suggested deep down wishing she would and stay with them

Nightwing steps in flipping as the bullets were shot at him.

"Robin's right. You could bring out the sweet side out of Batman's scary dark abyss" he joked causing his father to grunt at him..

"focus" he ordered.

Alfred held Carmine's wrist back as he held a knife trying to stab Alfred's throat. Alfred struggled pushing him away the best he could. The others tried to fight away Carmine's men.

"Alfred!!" Dick shouts throwing a wine bottle beside him

"seriously!" Alfred scoffed wishing for something a bit more serious

Alfred picked the bottle up and breaks the bottle against Carmine's head knocking the mafia boss out. Just then there were no enemies

Bruce moved the unconscious man off of his father. Alfred took Bruce's hand sighing. He looked to the boys and Y/N. Everyone was OK. They're ok.

The authorities took Carmine and his, men into custody. This time he would placed in a more secure prison.

"Thanksgiving is in 3 months.. You could come with us and stay for a, extended time" Bruce offered

Y/N came to Gotham with them. Even though she knew deep down.. It was going to destroy her to leave again. Y/N was in the kitchen helping Alfred. She continues stirring the bowl with the Cake batter. She was leaving again in 3 days...

The last months had been amazing but that was the problem. She tried to convince herself it was all just in her head.... Her heart felt intertwined with Bruce's. He had been so kind to her, it didn't help his boy's adored her. It didn't help that she wanted to scream that she wants to stay with Bruce.

She knew he loved her. Though he always said he couldn't let go of certain things in his life and that wouldn't be fair to her. She assumed at the time it was his grief.. Now she knew it was Gotham.

"are you alright Ms Y/N" Alfred asked the troubled young woman

"every time I am to leave I fight this" she gestured her tears that were now falling "first I could make to my apartment, then I could only make it to the airport, then I would cry the night before.. This is becoming too difficult to bear. I miss all of you throughout the year wishing I was here and not there.. I have to tell him"

He takes the bowl from her smiling softly "indeed you should, now off you go"

Y/N departs to Bruce's study. The sunlight touched his face as he sat on the chair. His presence made her heart crave to be near him She feels the need to kiss him. The thought of her words she wanted to say... Her body was nearly shaking.

"hey Y/N!" Jason greeted.

"hi Jay"

Throughout the rest of her stay her words seemed trapped from her anxiety to confess her feelings and then... It was time to leave. The Wayne's were at the airport with her as she had her bags packed to a place that was cold... And lonely.

She holds Grayson and Jason's hands "I want you two boys to call me everyday and tell me everything about your day. I will miss you both so much"

"than why won't you stay?" Grayson asked "believe it or not Bruce does really love you even if he can't admit it"

"I know he does and I want to stay more than anything but I can't. My heart stays here with both of you. I promise I will visit every year"

"it's not the same!!" Jason shouted emotionally

She pulled them both into a hug. She feels her throat shaking as she now was crying. Jason wanted to curse his tears away where Dick accepted his own tears were not avoidable. She then hugged Alfred. He hugged her tightly wishing both Bruce and Y/N could be happy. He knew the way Bruce looked at her was such a deep love as how Thomas had loved Martha.

"don't fret my dear there is still time" he mumbled

"thank you Alfred, for everything"

"it's been my pleasure" he smiled to her.

Y/N steps to Bruce. She takes his hand to step away from the others for more privacy. Bruce wanted to hold her and beg her to stay.. But that would be selfish.

"I know that you want to make this world better. I know you think that your passion may make me feel neglected or I don't want the same thing. It doesn't and I do..."

"Y/N-" she covers his lips with her thumb tenderly

"I love you Bruce. I love that you want to protect those who can't protect themselves and bring justice. I don't need an answer but I need you to know that I will always support you during your nightly routine and your daily routine"

She kisses Bruce deeply. His, heart was beating rapidly as she melted his fears away completely but she's leaving... He couldn't bring himself to speak as he was still in a great deal of shock. Y/N waved goodbye and boarded the plane.

"you ok Jay?" Dick asked his little brother

"I don't want to lose another...." Mom.

"me too" Grayson sighed putting his arm over Jason's shoulder

In London...

Y/N eyes had long been weeping since her goodbye. She unlocked her door to see Bruce standing with not only flowers but a ring. She began to cry. Her knees buckled beneath her, from shock, but Bruce caught her. As he did she wraps her arms around him

"I... I... You.. You cannot scare me like that! How did you? I-I can't believe you're actually h-here"

He knew she was flustered and her question could wait just a moment.. He held both of her hands with his own. Bruce allowed his guard down, as he allowed a, tear to fall.

"will you marry me?"

"YES! YES! Yes! Yes! I will marry you!"

.....

As the newly engaged couple stepped into the Manor. Jason runs down the stairs. He sees Y/N standing close to Bruce. Jason couldn't remain still with his excitement as he sees her ring.

She opens her arms as Jason ran into them to hug her. Alfred stepped in with a joyous smile.

"welcome home my dear" Alfred said to her.

#batfamily #bruce wayne #Alfred Pennyworth #London #Marriage proposal #kidnapping #Alfred Pennyworth is a badass #batfam #Bruce Wayne X Reader #Father daughter relationship #Fluff #Love #angst #Batmom #Violence #Gun violence #Bruce Wayne X Reader(My London Lover 1&2)

[tracidant]

For the prompt Alfred faked his death

(Which is infinitely better than Bane & Thomas Wayne killing him, which I do not accept.)

He did it because his enemies had found him. He had to protect his family. They'd been through so much and he hated it, but it was the only way.

He'd be back when he could, but for now, he had to leave. He had to get to the root of this new evil that was after him and finish it once and for all. This wasn't something his family could help with anyway. They couldn't follow.

For he had to go to another realm. One they didn't even know existed. Perhaps when he got back, and he WOULD be back, he would tell them the truth.

Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth was a 4,000 year old fae warrior.

He and several other warriors from his clan had agreed to leave the Fairy Realms to protect certain special people across time and space. For reasons he wasn't even sure of, Bruce Wayne was especially important for the future of the multiverse.

At first, it was a job. He was told to befriend Thomas Wayne and Martha Kane, and ensure that they lived long enough to have a child together. He found that they were warriors in their own right, and he respected them both immensely. Befriending them was no longer a job, but a gift.

When Bruce was born, he knew he would protect this child with his life, even without the vow he'd made years before. His powers were different on this world, and he usually ended up relying on his wits instead.

In that alley, on that fateful night, there was little he could do, but extend a protective shield around Bruce. He would never forgive himself for not being strong enough to save his friends, but their child would be safe. It was all he could do.

#alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #alfred is a badass #being fae is why he's lived so long #he's definitely magical so why not #batfamily

[longlostwaywardsister]

Im finally watching DC’s Pennyworth and holy SHIT! If I didn’t love our favorite badass butler before I definitely I love him now!! Ugh and the actor that plays him isn’t so bad on the eyes either.

#alfred pennyworth #badass #batman #dc universe #you need to watch this

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #22

Back in my day.

Imagine dis…

Alfred is a whole mystery to the Batfam that whenever he pulls out his shotgun we are in awe at this kickass badass British butler, on the other hand, we are always in the shadows of his past endeavors. We all knew he was a S.A.S. Armed Services, fighting in 15 different operations between ages 18 and 20. A skilled medical and front liner soldier who was decorated. He later joined MI5, as well as the secret forces of the Queen and later being knighted by Her Majesty.

He is silent as he comes by, he can out Batman the Batman despite Bruce learning from the greatest assassin of all time. He is calm, too calm for any situation to the point your subconscious asks if he had seen something wilder, more insane to consider an alien attack, a mutant crocodile attack every Tuesday is considered somewhat tame, or even the rise of global or universal threats that Alfred seemed to brush it off.

So, who is he?

…

Alfred Pennyworth had always been a mysterious figure. He had dedicated his life to serving the Wayne family and their caped crusader alter-egos as Bruce Wayne's loyal butler and the revered keeper of Wayne Manor. But Alfred had held a secret for decades, one that would finally come to light most unexpectedly.

Alfred was a teenager called Danny Fenton long before he donned the perfect suit and tie. He lived in the small town of Amity Park, which was riddled with secrets of its own. Danny was not your typical adolescent; he had a strange encounter with a ghostly gateway that had bestowed upon him unusual and otherworldly skills. He had protected Amity Park from vengeful ghosts and spectral threats thanks to his power to shift into a phantom hero known as Danny Phantom.

Danny had just recently been crowned as the crowned prince of the Infinite Realm a week after he had defeated the tyrant Pariah Dark who had attempted to rip off a space in the fabric of in-between just to suck in his little quaint town. It was determined by both the ancient and the Observants that it was better for him to finish his mortal life before he dawns on the crown, as he was still growing, he was still considered a baby ghost younger than Young Blood as his death was still recent.

But slowly the thoughts that he had kept behind his head are coming back to him. Jazz his beloved sister as well as the one who had raised her despite being a child herself who had no idea of raising a child, may analyze her all she wants but she could never sympathize nor connect with his inner thoughts of being one of the halfas. He died, he never really had the time to process it because he had to face the Lunch Lady just a few days after the accident. 

His friends, now looking at them closely, have seen that they both have some sort of guilt in their eyes. They both have seen him die amid the electrician, he can’t help but feel some sort of longing at the cemetery the north of Amity Park, he is too alive to have a grave yet too dead to be alive.

He thought he was getting there, changing the views of the people. To show the world that his kind is sentient but the people kept whispering. Shadows cast long by the looming specters sent chills down their spines. Every eerie wail or flicker of a ghostly presence filled them with dread. Their eyes widened in terror as the ethereal figures materialized before them. A hushed silence fell over the town when ghostly battles raged in the skies. Parents warned their children to stay indoors when the ghost alarms rang. Fearful whispers of the "Ghost Boy" circulated, both a hero and a phantom menace. 

The ghostly encounters left scars of fear etched in the minds of Amity Park's residents.

In the end, he was forced to leave his home dimension, why? It’s because the GIW have become more vicious more brutal at their hunting, With the sacrifice of both his friends and family they have shoved him into the portal, never to be seen again.

…

All bloodied and still injured he had landed in a period in the early 1900. He thought that he may have accidentally traveled back in time but when he saw too many conflicting events that he had learned during his high school days that didn’t happen during this time led him to believe that he had traveled a different dimension. Small ripples in the water created a tsunami of change in what he previously known as the past, when he was still in the streets gathering information, he had noticed that he landed in the middle of London during the early 1900s. Good enough that child labor laws are still not a thing so he can work with practically anyone without questions asked. The bad news is that his supposed great-grandfather's version in this dimension had already died, according to his family tree history during his science project in 4th grade his great-grandfather went to London to earn a few bucks before traveling back to America where he would meet his supposed great grandmother and have children. Since he died before he even went back to America the Nightgale-Fenton line died with him.

Luckily a barren couple took pity on him and took him in, since Danny can’t no longer bear his original last name, he embraced the new name from this nice couple who had taken him in. Danny may have felt guilty at the prospect or even the idea of replacing his family but he can’t help but think of it as a new beginning of his life. No one to hunt down his ghostly half, No GIW, and No fruit loop trying to turn him into his heir.

Alfred Pennyworth

During this time he did a lot of odd jobs, cleaning the inside of a chimney, mining, selling newspapers… etc. Sure, it was hard work and he can’t help but look at the children far younger than him taking in jobs far more dangerous just so they can shave something to eat. He can’t help but feel too blessed when he was back in his timeline. Warn food to eat under a sturdy roof to keep out the elements as well as education. Things that were too mundane, too common, that he now feels like a luxury. 

Over time he developed an accent as well as new mannerisms and vocabulary. 

So, when war broke out on the horizon his core ached at the notion of protection thus signed up in the military. 

Sure, he became the most feared soldier in the fields due to his using some of his ghostly abilities subtly. His enemies who stand in front of him call him The Vengeful Orphan, due to his avenging every soldier who seems to die at the hands of their enemies. 

Between the ages of 18 and 20, he served in the S.A.S. Armed Services, engaging in 15 different actions. A decorated medical specialist and front-line soldier. He then joined MI5, as well as the Queen's secret forces, and was knighted by Her Majesty.

…

As time passes by the ages, slowly but surely. He had already outlived his adoptive parents and friends of his. He still held the authority of being the officially crowned prince of the Infinite Realms. He had already explored the world experiencing the culture and history of this world.

At this time, he had already recovered enough ectoplasm to turn back to his ghostly prime and create a portal to the Infinite Realms. But something in him nagged, his core kept trying to tell him something when he was about to take a step inside the portal, but he didn’t seem to know why. His years as Phantom and Alfred Pennyworth taught him to listen to his guts, and it saved him multiple times, without looking back he stayed in this dimension until his mortal life perished.

It seemed that he didn’t have to find it for too long as he was approached by none other than Thomas Wayne with the preposition to be Wayne’s butler.

So, when little Bruce Wayne was born he couldn’t help but feel a little fond of the tyke. He reminded Bruce of himself when he was just a simple young boy before everything. When the fated, night came he tried to shield Bruce from everything, to have him resemble a somewhat normal life. 

That night he tucked in a teary-eyed Bruce into bed who had just witnessed his parent’s murder. He faced the ghosts of both Martha and Thomas who had been with the young master since the incident a few hours ago and tearfully promised the two ghostly couple that he would take care of Bruce. Both couples seemed to be in shock at their butler who had seen them but felt relief that their boy was in safe hands.

…

When his ward Bruce Wayne turned into a crime-fighting vigilante, he can’t help but softly snort at his outfit. Sure, he admits he had a worse outfit when he started as Phantom when he was just a young lad but he is willing to take anything other than a furry suit that fights crime at night. He has no right to criticize either since his alter ego is just him with an inverted color without a mask yet people seem to make no connection between him and Phantom, in his defense he is a young teen whereas Bruce is in his 20s. He just raised an eyebrow at his outfit and Bruce immediately changed the design to be a bit more sophisticated than just a Halloween costume of a bat.

…

So when Bruce starts to bring in orphans he can’t help but smile fondly as the manor is slowly filled with such joy from each child that seems to find a home in the large manor. He can't help but reminisce if this could have been his life if Vlad had learned to forgive Jack or if his parents and Amity Park just accepted him if the GIW didn’t exist. He thought one day when he was drinking tea with Jason, Jason who died and came back different, never broken. His grandchild who experienced his death in a slow yet painful way died and came back later. He knew there was something different with his grave but he chalked it up in being his ghostly sense sensing the ectoplasm around Gotham. He just wished he checked the grave even though it holds so much sentimental value to the dead. 

Don’t get him wrong the moment Jason came back to enact his revenge on B he was already aware something was in Gotham he just didn’t know at the time that it was Jason. He is more than happy to kill the Joker as he had taken mortal lives when he was serving the army but Bruce might notice and he still held fear at the idea of Dan.

After the entire revelation between his son and grandchild, he just welcomed back Jason into the manor as if nothing was wrong with the boy and prepared his favorite dish and snacks in the library whenever he visited.

…

Now it had been a long way since he entered this dimension, now the long table at the manor is filled with guests and children alike. His grandchildren are full of life despite what had life thrown at them. Dick was the first one to arrive and started, Barbara followed, Jason who took off the wheel, Tim with his brilliant mind with his worrying caffeine intake, Stephanie who fought with his father, Cassandra who started just to atone for the sin of killing her father yet became loyal and caring young lady and Damian who started to learn what humanity is like. Sure others had been emotionally adopted but all of them all have places in the manor.

…

His grandchildren as well as his pseudo son kept throwing him curious glances every time, He managed to seemingly appear behind them to notify them of dinner. He can also feel the envy of walking silently from the assassin-trained children. He can feel Bruce’s stare whenever he raises an eyebrow at some classified cases that are supposedly secured. He can hear their whispers as they exclaim to one another that he supposedly knew everything, of course, he knew everything the manor became his new haunt after a few years.

…

He already raised an eyebrow at the simultaneous alarm from every vigilante at the dinner table but imagine his surprise when he joined in looking over the Bat computer as Oracle barked out orders and instructions, as a familiar opponent showed itself.

A green glowing monster is wreaking havoc throughout Gotham it came from Central City and marched its way here to Gotham which became even more powerful due to the ectoplasm in the air. There is already notable damage from both cities as the rest of the heroes seem to work together to evacuate and stop the creature. The JLD attacks seem to have some effect but it was useless due to its minions that kept them occupied. Oracle is so focused on the situation and doesn’t notify their pseudo grandfather to disappear from behind her.

…

The entire JL is starting to feel hopeless as the green creature seems to raze Gotham as if the stone road is made out of water. Every magician and heavy hitter have been called but no one was able to put damage to the creature.

When all hopes seemed lost, they all heard a loud bang from a shotgun.

Alfred Pennyworth is standing on top of a rubble of concrete and metal, the butler of Batman, the pseudo father, and grandfather of the entire bat clan, also known as Agent A. Carrying his signature shotgun and a thermos that seems to strap to his hip like a belt. 

He kept firing round after round from his trusty old shotgun and pausing for a second to reload. He glanced at the heroes around and seemed to raise an eyebrow at the absolute massacre that he had just done to the creature’s minions.

As he paused to take another reload, he paused at movement and looked at the space in front of him and waited. The creature appeared roaring out in fury but seemed to pause the moment it laid eyes on Alfred. The creature seems to shake with uncertainty and fear. Every vigilante and hero present could see its eyes growing wide from shock and fear as well the cold sweat as Alfred raised an eyebrow at the creature as he slowly walked towards the creature with annoyance with every step.

Some heroes who had enhanced hearing could hear Alfred muttering about, back in his day blob ghosts were these cute and harmless things but now some up-start wannabe newly formed one seems to think he is all hot shot. 

He proceeds to scold the creature as if he had just caught one of his grandchildren sneaking their hands on the cookie jar and proceeds to take out the thermos and effectively catch the creature. As if the one responsible for the mess never existed in the first place.

Now the bat clan has rules when they are in the manor or the presence of Alfred and one of those rules is that there will be no swearing when he is around, but there is one word that seems to resound from each hero's mind.

What the fuck just happened?!?!

…

Now as you know I started to post less, now it is both from writer’s block and class being in the way.

PS: If someone out there wanted to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

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