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"Alfred."

"Master Bruce."

Bruce Wayne squinted suspiciously at the small stack of papers in front of him. "These are...Dick's."

"Master Richard had put that there when you were in conference. I do believe, seeing as they are on your desk, he meant for you to see them."

Bruce poked the papers. "Do you know what these are, Alfred?"

"Papers. More specifically, Master Richard's report cards, teacher's notes, and his school's private letter to his guardian."

"Do you...do you know why they all say something about college and not holding him back from his potential?"

Alfred almost rolled his eyes. Honestly. And the man had the gall to scold Clark Kent.

"I do believe, Master Bruce, this may have something to with his team."

"His team?"

"Yes, his team. More specifically, the ones who graduated school and are going off seeking a higher education." Alfred set down Master Bruce's afternoon black tea and biscuits.

Bruce nodded wisely. "I just didn't think he was so attached to Wally. I knew they were best friends—"

He was promptly scoffed at. "Not Wallace West. Artemis Crock. The archer."

Bruce blinked. "What?"

Alfred nearly hung his head. "Artemis Crock, the archer. I believe they were, ah, well acquainted. Very well." (Judging from Master Richard's dreamy looks, blushing, and general smackage of his head on various walls.)

Bruce looked at his tea and cookies. Any appetite was killed instantly. "Oh. Okay."

Alfred took pity on him. "I do believe he plans on transferring to Stanford, taking and dropping out on a helpful major, learning as much as he could, and then coming back to the team 'better than ever.'" Or, to put it more simply, following her to college.

"...And Artemis?"

"Reacquainting himself with her again."

"Okay. Yeah."

This was too good an opportunity to pass up. "Intimately."

Bruce's brain stopped working.

"But I'm sure everything would be fine. They make a very nice couple." Alfred mentioned toward the untouched food. "Done?"

Bruce was.


AN: I thought I was finished with this oneshot stand-alone chapter. Apparently not.

"Smackage" is not a word. Don't use it. You will be made fun of.