A/N:I am soooooooo sorry it took so long to update but school has been killer. You will be happy to know I have finished half of the next chapter. And thanks soooooo much for the 110 reviews they make me soooo happy. XD oh and if any of you really care I made a robin cosplay and am wearing it for Halloween. I know I am a little old for trick-or-treating but are you ever really too old for free candy? And besides its my favorite holiday.
Chapter 7
Once the Batmobile was out of sight, all the night shift Wal-Mart employees were left to wonder why Batman was in Happy Harbor at 3 A.M. buying diapers with a little kid.
The roar of the Batmobile entering the damp cave that was previously filled with quiet sleeping bats, which were now wide awake and squeaking, alerted the faithful Bat-butler (as Mister Wallace called him) that Batman had returned from picking up Robin at Mount Justice. The old butler had been up worrying because they were expected back over two hours ago. After the engine was turned off and Batman got out, Alfred went over to demand an explanation. His worry only increased as he did not see the familiar sight of the Boy Wonder jumping out of the Batmobile, and instead watched as Batman circled over to the other side of the black armored tank and open the door.
"Oh my… He's not hurt, is he, Master Bruce?" Alfred asked, his voice showing his worry.
"No, No, Alfred, nothing like that." Batman paused for a second while trying to undo the straps of the seat belt. "But there was an accident on his last mission with the team."
"What exactly was this accident?" Alfred asked apprehensively as he walked over to join the Caped Crusader.
Batman finally got the buckles undone (damn child proofing: the only thing to defeat the Dark Knight) and lifted the sleeping toddler out of the car and into his arms, cradling the three-year-old.
Alfred caught sight of a small toddler who could only be Richard judging by the messy ebony hair and the little way he was being treated by the billionaire.
"Oh my, what happened?" Alfred demanded as he looked into the Batmobile quickly and slightly relieved when he saw the car seat. At least he had been safe at those insane speeds.
Batman carried the sleeping child, who was now holding his elephant with one hand and the other clinging to the front of the Batsuit with a balled up fist.
Bruce sat down at the Batcomputer and made himself comfortable, then proceeded to explain everything to his oldest friend.
After hearing the whole story, Alfred was at least a little relieved that Batman thought it was reversible and glad that both he and Batman knew Romani.
After retrieving the things Batman got from Wal-mart (Alfred chuckled a the thought of the mighty Batman going to Wal-mart) and Batman changed back to be his billionaire playboy self, they went upstairs to go to bed.
After getting into Richard's room, Bruce realized that they did not have any pajamas for the toddler, although after going through various drawers, Bruce managed to find a fairly small shirt that Dick seemed to forget about, which was the only reason he still had it. When Bruce turned the shirt around, to see the front, he saw it was a black t-shirt with a golden Batman symbol. He couldn't help but give a soft sigh and head back to the child.
Bruce grabbed the shirt and got a diaper from the bag then laid Dick down on the top of a dresser. After taking off his leotard, the toddler stirred and awoke, which went unnoticed by Bruce because he was trying to figure out how to change a diaper.
"Cine este el?" "Who is he?" Dick whispered quietly, clearly still tired from the hard day and the long night. His eyes were fixated on something beyond his father.
The child's voice startled Bruce, and he looked up to see Richard awake, then his gaze turned behind him to see Alfred standing there.
"El este bunicul tau." "He's your Grandfather." Bruce said then finished changing the diaper. After standing Dick up on the dresser, he placed the shirt on him, which went down to his feet and the sleeves went past his pudgy elbows.
Richard nodded his understanding, then reached out and latched onto the front of Bruce's shirt once more. Bruce sighed and lifted him up, then grabbed the elephant and tried to place Dick on his bed. The keyword here is tried. Dick would have none of it.
Sighing Bruce looked over at the butler silently asking what to do. Alfred merely shrugged, saying, "Just let him sleep with you. It has been a whelming day for him."
Giving up, Bruce went into his own room and laid down on his back with Dick laying on his stomach still holding his shirt tightly and a current elephant next to them. Bruce just watched Dick sleep, the steady rise and fall of the tiny child's chest for a long time, before he too fell into the peace of unconsciousness.
When Bruce awoke, he noticed two things: one, there was a light mass on his chest, and two, the said mass was wet.
Bruce lay there contemplating this for a moment before the events of the previous day hit him. Realizing it was just his son, he slowly sat up, being careful not to wake the boy and tried to find out what was wet. It took him all of a minute to find the front of both of their shirts were wet, which could mean only one thing: the diaper overflowed in the night.
Sighing, Bruce got up and changed his clothes. Then he took Dick back to his own bedroom. After changing him, Bruce decided to just leave him in a diaper because the other clothes were soiled and nothing else would fit. Bruce tucked the sleeping child into his bed then went to take a shower.
After he was clean, he went down stairs for breakfast, thinking it would be best to let Dick sleep.
"Good morning, Bruce, I trust you slept well," Alfred greeted as he handed his employer a cup of steaming coffee and the day's newspaper.
"I guess, but Dick had a little accident," Bruce explained with a sigh.
"What do you mean?" Alfred pushed as he continued making breakfast.
"Well, he diaper leaked and got all over the shirt he was wearing." Bruce explained, leaving out the part that he had gotten his shirt ruined as well.
"What is he wearing now?" Alfred asked with slight concern in his voice.
"A diaper," Bruce said simply and turned the page of the newspaper as his eyes scanned the headlines.
"Just that?" Alfred asked, alarmed. At Bruce's nod, Alfred continued, "Well we can't have that, he'll get sick."
Bruce looked up as Alfred left the room for a second, only to return with a black diaper bag with a Batsymbol on it and some fussy black footie pajamas.
"I picked these up this morning," he told his employer. "Now you best go change him before he gets sick." As Alfred finish saying this, a pair of bright blue eyes peaked into the kitchen.
With a shout of "Tată!" "Daddy!", Richard ran toward Bruce and tripped on seemingly nothing but before either of the adults could react, Dick did a summersault and sprang back up while continuing to run toward Bruce like nothing happened. Bruce picked the toddler up as he reached him and held him close, then asked, "Cum ai ajuns aici?" "How did you get down here?" he questioned gently and tapped the child's nose in a loving way.
With a giggle, Richard said, "Am alunecat în jos diapozitiv."
"I slid down the slide."
Slightly perplexed, Bruce guessed he meant the banister. "Ei bine, hai sa iau niste haine pe tine. Apoi, puteţi să mănânci ceva."
"Well, let's get some clothes on you. Then you can eat something." He said sweetly as he grabbed the pajamas from Alfred and went upstairs.
After dressing Dick, Bruce could only contain his laughter because the child looked like his hero counterpart's mentor. But he was just so dang cute, that he could not resist snatching the child up and telling him how adorable he looked in the black furry footed pajamas that zipped up the front. It had a Bat-symbol on the chest and a cloth utility belt that had pockets and fastened with Velcro. It also had black gloves that were attached and a black hood, which had little bat ears on the top. Hanging loosely off his shoulders was a black cape that trailed on the ground slightly. All in all, it was an adorable child-sized Batsuit.
After dressing Dick, he gave the boy to Alfred, so he could work on a special project. At first Dick was reluctant to release Bruce, but after being reminded that Alfred was his grandfather, he was willing to let Bruce go.
Two hours later, Bruce left his cave and found Richard sitting in front of the TV, eating Cheerios, while Alfred cleaned nearby.
"Haide pasăre meu mai mic, aveţi de gând să te duci la joaca cu niste prieteni." "Come on, my little bird, you are going to go play with some friends." Bruce grabbed the diaper bay Alfred had packed.
Dick sprang up, forgot about the show and ran to Bruce. Then reached his arms up, while opening and closing his hands, indicating he wanted to be picked up.
Bruce grabbed Dick and returned to the Batcave after donning his cape; he and Dick got in the Batmobile and made their way to Mount Justice.
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