"Alfreeeeed! Why?!" whined Bruce much like a seven year old.
The loyal butler sighed and rubbed his temples. There was only so many times you can explain something. "Mater Brice for the 82nd time I'm going to England for 2 weeks to visit my aunt."
" Your aunt's still alive?" This remark was made by the 17 year old teenager smoking in the corner. Poor Jason, he shouldn't have made that comment. Now you will feel the wrath or the butler.
Alfred slooooooooowly turned around.
Jason did a sweat-drop.
"Oh yes ,very much so MASTER Jason."
Gulp.
"But-but Alfred you can't leave us alone with demon child!" pleaded Tim, who was covered in bites from Damien.
His weekend was supposed to be perfect. He was going to go to the math and science museum for the 52nd time and dragging Connor and Cassie with him. And then he would have gone to the fair with the ah so wonderful Stephanie.
"Awwwwww common Timmy! It'll be SUPER fun, right guys?" exclaimed Bruce's eldest son. He swung his arms around his two brothers and did a bright smile.
"Get your arm off of me before I set fire on you!" screamed Jason.
" Jeesh okay okay. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today….." muttered Dick.
"Well I must be going if I'm going to catch the plane to my ALIVE aunt's house."
Gulp
"Take care of Master Damien or else…"
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Damien: Am I supposed to be a mere child in this?!
Me: Uh…