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So my friend and I were talking and he said I should write about Robin finding alcohol in Alfred's room and getting drunk. Somehow that turned into this.
This would be when Jason was 15
Jason's P.O.V
Ugh I hate being sick. Bruce won't let me go on patrol. This suuuuucks.
"I. Swear. I'm. Fine." I said, but each word was punctured with a cough. Then I went into a fit of coughing.
"You're not even well enough for training, let alone a long night of beating up criminals."
"I swear-" I started coughing again "I'm" cough "Well enough for-" I couldn't finish my sentence because of the coughing.
"You know what we'll let your temperature decide." He pulled out the bat-Thermometer.
No I'm not kidding a BAT THERMOMETER. Before I came along Dick named and labeled everything, even the medical supplies.
So he stuck the 'Bat' thermometer in my mouth. After a minute it beeped. I pulled it out and read the number, 102.5. Oh great no way he's letting me go out now.
"Go to bed. Now Alfred's going to be out getting some stuff so you'll have to take care of yourself. Rest, get plenty of fluids stuff like that. I'll be back in a few hours so behave."
"Yes sir." I said as Bruce made his way to the clock.
I watched him turn the hands. Then the clock opened and he walked down the staircase to the cave. I trudged up to my room. I played Borderlands on my PlayStation 3 for about half an hour. Then I got bored and decided to go back downstairs. I just realized that I've lived in this huge mansion for 4 months and I've never really looked around.
I wandered about the house for an hour or so. There's a lot of really interesting stuff here. Like antiques and stuff from all over the world. Apparently Bruce traveled everywhere before he became Batman.
Eventually I found myself at Alfred's door. I've never been in his room before. I've been in Bruce's room tons of times but never Alfred's. I pushed open the door and crept inside. It was impeccably neat. Alfred's the neatest person I know; I bet he folds his socks. WAIT A MINUTE I can find out. I opened up the top drawer of his dresser and sure enough the socks were folded. I looked through all the drawers. Apparently Alfred's writing on a book, he used to be an actor, and he has a brother and sister in England.
Hold on a minute is that a dairy. It is. I picked it and started reading. I found a lot of interesting stuff out about Dick. Next time I see Grayson it is so blackmail time, I wonder if I can get him to buy me a car for my birthday.
Then I looked under the bed. You won't believe it but I found a bottle wine. Who knew Alfred drank. Hmm I wonder what wine tastes like? I uncorked the bottle nd pulled it up to my lips and drank. It actually tasted pretty good. I was about to take another sip when…
"MASTER JASON! What are you doing?"
"Um, I'm definitely not drinking your secret stash of wine."
"Then just put it back and go to bed before master Bruce gets back."
"Are you going to tell him?"
"Not if I can avoid it."
"Thank you Alfred."
Then I went to my room thanking god that Alfred is the coolest butler ever.
