"ARGH!! I hate Windows!!" Tim was exceptionally good with computers, but tended, like any good hacker, to shy away from Microsoft's Windows 95. He therefore had no idea why his mouse was turning on him. He knew the basics of course, left button is used for selection, and right button brings application specific menus, but *his* mouse was behaving opposite of that. Not to mention that the mouse cursor responded with a mirror motion of how he moved the mouse. He had rebooted to no avail, and he was at the end of his rope.
He heard a well-known mischevious voice behind him, "Having trouble, Boy Wonder?" Tim turned around to see Dick coming down the stairs from the manor wearing a rogue grin to match his tone.
"Yes!" Tim turned back to the computer, "This ...darn..computer! I hate Windows!!"
"Tsk, tsk, such talk from a rogue hacker," Dick walked up to stand behind his surrogate little brother.
Tim looked at Dick suspiciously, "You wouldn' t know anything about this would you?"
"Me??" Putting an open hand to his chest, Dick looked the mock picture of innocence. "Seems I'm not the only one having computer problems." He mimed a troubleshooting demeanor, took control of the rogue mouse, and quickly went into the control panel and reset the mouse functions. "Should work better now," Dick grinned.
"You!" Tim leaped out of his chair after his older brother who, with an unbridled cackle, sprung into a back somersault to land on the next level down. Tim followed feet first, with a somersault of his own to break his descent, landing at a run to chase Dick who had escaped to the north end of the cave, toward the steps he had come down.
Just as Dick ran past the stairs, and Tim was reaching them, they heard a scolding voice. "Master Dick! Master Timothy! You both know better!"
The chimed together, "Sorry, Alfred," Tim giving Dick an I'm-gonna-get-you-for-this look, and Dick returning a broad grin.