well I had a young justice fanfic. but I didn't like it so I removed (deleted) it. big sorry tomeagoya and any other person reading that story. well to make it up I wrote a daddy bats story! hope you guys like it and please review! I'll give you a bat bear hug! oh now that I said that, I do NOT own any DC comic super hero sadly. this takes place at the Wayne manor. happy reading!
-jenny
it was a special day for Dick. it was Sunday, June 17, 2012. Bruce was out on a business trip so that left Alfred and Dick at home. Dick wanted to do something special for his adopted dad on father's day. he told Alfred that he wanted to draw Bruce a picture. Alfred smiled at the boy and told him that he would bring him crayons and paper.
"can you take it to daddy's study? his desk is big and ill have more room to color." Dick said. the old butler nodded and went his way.
dick ran to his father study to wait for Alfred. he sat on his daddy's big chair. he felt so powerful in this chair. like he can boss anyone around. this made dick giggle. his dad was Batman! he was in control! his giggling stopped when Alfred walked into the room with a box of crayons and paper.
"here is your paper and crayons you requested master Richard. is there anything else you need?" said Alfred.
"no that will be all thank you."
with that Alfred left the room. dick right away took out his crayons and got a piece of paper. "what should I draw?" Dick thought to himself . he sat in his chair for awhile. "what can I draw that can make daddy happy?" he thought. "something that he can take around on a business trip or something?" then it hit him. "ill draw our family! me Alfred and him!" he took out a black crayon and started drawing.
it took him an hour and thirteen papers to draw a perfect picture. he smiled at his work of art and was ready to show Alfred. he was about to open the door until a tall muscular man walked in.
"DADDY!" yelled Dick. Bruce picked him up. "what are you doing here?" Bruce said. a smile on his face. "I- i-i I was drawing you this." Dick gave Bruce the picture he drew. it took me a while to draw." he said quietly. Bruce looked at the picture. it was him, Alfred and Dick.
"happy father's day daddy." dick said. he wrapped his arms around his neck. "I hope you like my drawing."
"I love it Dickie." he hugged him back. "now let's clean the mess you did before Alfred gets mad at us." dick giggled. "okay daddy, I love you."
those words always made his day. "I love you to."