Hey guys! Again, sorry about the long absence, here is an apology chapter. please check out the playlist I listen to while writing all of my fanfic, mkwilfson on spotify, writing playlist. Here ya go!

Bruce, the boys and Alfred were sitting in the living room, all extremely confused about what was going on, except for Alfred. "You may be wondering why I have gathered you all here today," Alfred began. Dick let out a snort of laughter before he could contain himself. "Is there something you find funny master Richard?" Alfred says, giving him a hard stare. Dick immediately quieted down and shook his head. "Well then, if there are no more interruptions, I would like to get straight to the point as I have work to do. This house has an extreme problem with our cursing. Not only is it unprofessional and ungentlemenlike, it is also unsophisticated, showing that you have the education of a lowly thug rather than the wonderful education supplied to you by Gotham academy. Master Bruce, this applies to you as well. I will be enforcing this from now on. Now if you will excuse me, I have work to do." And with that, Alfred promptly strode out of the room, leaving mixed reactions behind him. Jason and Damian were both groaning out loud, they were the worst offenders. Tim and dick were just gaping at where Alfred had stood, while Bruce only sighed.

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"Where is my pistol?" Jason yelled out of his room and into the hallway. There was a pause for a bit before dick responded, "I think Damian took it to use." Jason muttered under his breath,"why that little..." Followed by language colourful enough to be a Warhol, before striding out of the room and to the bat cave where Alfred was washing the Batmobile. "Damian! I know you are in here! Give me back my gun!" " tt, Todd, you hardly deserve this gun. I'll give it back when you can handle it." Damian replied snarkily. This pushed Jason over the edge. " you son of a-" he heard Alfred clear his throat behind him. "Dalek." He finished lamely. Suddenly there is a weight on his shoulders as Damian lands there. "Take that bas-...basilisk." Damian yells, he too scrambling for a replacement.

"Fu-…fudge off!" Jason replies, grabbing Damian's legs and throwing him towards the ground. "Boys! That's enough!" Alfred's sharp cry echoes through the cave. "Sorry Alfred," they both mumble, before heading off in opposite directions with a Glare.

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Bruce was sitting at the batcomputer, still all dressed in his batman costume, with only his cowl taken off and draped over the chair. He had been working for hours now, obsessing over this case or the next. Alfred had come down the stairs, bringing him coffee. "Thanks Alfred." Bruce gasped before gulping down the caffeine. The scalding liquid hit the back of his throat and he dropped the cup, splashing coffee all over. "Aw sh-" Bruce began to cry out before he heard Alfred growl slightly behind him. "Sh-shizazzle." He said flatly. Dick popped out from where he had arrived, just in time to hear Bruce's last sentence. He fell over, clutching his side from laughing so hard. Tears flowed down his face as he rolled on the ground. Bruce only growled and turned back to the computer to brood.

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Tim trudged down the stairs, still half asleep and clutching his laptop. He yawned and stretched, then scratched his head. Suddenly he was flying forward, having tripped on the last step, and collided with the floor face first. He got up and groaned, rubbing at the blood flowing from his nose. He glances over to see the shattered remains of his laptop. "Go-" he begins to yell before Alfred seemingly appears behind him with a firm hand on his shoulder. "Golly gosh dang it." Tim finishes. Alfred, seemingly satisfied, leaving Tim standing by the stairs.

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The Bruce and all the boys were out on patrol tonight. Currently they were taking down a car theft operation down in some harbour warehouses. Usually they were pretty quiet with a few witty comments from dick and maybe some Jason yelling at him to shut up. But tonight dick was like a never ending flow of words. He was the only one who hadn't been stopped by Alfred for cussing. And tonight he was full tilt. Sort of. "Go to Hawaii you son of a hydra!" He shrieked while taking down a thug. "Take that you basilisks!" He yelled out, borrowing from Damian. "Motherfudgers!" He exclaimed while kicking three of them in the face in succession. "Rot in Arkham you freaks!" Dick screamed. "Darn you! Darn you all!" He cried into the open space, now littered with unconscious thugs. Everyone just shook their head in disbelief at dicks...creative...show before heading off Into the night, unaware that Alfred was proudly listening the entire time.

Just so you know, this is not supposed to be offensive to anyone, just some fun. Let me know what you think! please comment! I love hearing from you guys. Everyone who comments will be mentioned in the next chapter.

-A MARVELous DC Time Lord