Well I wanted to do something prodictive. So I thought 'Make a fanfiction!' so I did this!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story
Dick was bored. Nothing good ever came out of that. So when he went online and found ways to annoy your parents. After finding several lists he smirked. This was going to be fun.
Next day
"Get ready for school Dick, you haven't even gotten dressed yet!" Bruce yelled from his place in the kitchen.
"Because clothes are against my religion!" Dick replied from his room. Bruce was used to his son's antics, but not when it means getting late for an important meeting.
"I have a meeting Dick!" At that Dick froze, oops. Probably not the best moment to play his pranks. So he sighed and got ready.
After school
It was dinner time. Perfect. Dick walked down the stairs while talking.
"You took forever! How does someone take that long to get ready for dinner!" Dick complained. Bruce froze, Dick didn't say anything about bringing friends over.
"Ugh, excuses excuses, just hurry up everyone's waiting just for you!" Dick argued. Bruce didn't hear anyone reply. Now he was concerned for his son. He had been acting weird all day.
"Finally! Let's go!" Dick exclaimed while running down the stairs. When Dick came down he was alone. Not even a phone was in his hands.
"Bruce I brought my friends over, they were tired of me giving them leftovers." Dick said while looking next to him.
"Uh, okay. Just hurry before your food gets cold." Bruce replied not wanting to know.
"There isn't enough plates or food! How did you forget to put 20 plates down?!" Dick screamed with a red face, trying so hard not to laugh at Bruce's face.
"Just eat your food and I'll check for brain damage from any earlier missions." Bruce replied, trying to stay calm.
"Only when you get food and plates for my friends!" Dick exclaimed. Which led Bruce to order pizza and have 20 plates with cold pizza on it.
Hours later
"You don't seem to have brain damage. Maybe it was caused by magic." Bruce said from his place next to Dick.
"I'll have to take you away from missions for a while. I'll have to ask Clark to watch Gotham." Bruce thought aloud. Dick was having a conversation with a pen.
"Oh, you never ran out of ink when I needed you! You are so reliable!" Was acting crazy this easy? He might need to do this more often. Bruce sighed.
"Well let's just call it a night for now. I'll call Clark after you're in bed." Bruce said to himself. This was going to be a long week.
Well that's the first chapter! I hope you liked it! Please review and give me some ideas.