Ch.3: Brownies

Danny found himself being watched by Wonder Woman, A.K.A. Diana. He trusted her enough to watch him, but nothing more. Her aura said she was trustworthy but you never know.

He was silently watching her, as he did Batman. He was taught to only observe when he was with adults by his father. He was only to speak if spoken to. And if he didn't, it meant certain punishment. So he stayed quiet and watched as she worked around the kitchen.

Wally walked in and grumbled upon seeing the black haired child, the defeat still fresh in his mind. Diana cocked an eyebrow.

"What's with you?" She questioned.

Wally pointed to the kid. "Him."

Diana was still confused. "What could he have done?"

A lot more than they know, Danny thought to himself.

"He cheated yesterday when we played Blackjack." Wally grumbled. Danny smirked in reply.

Diana shook her head. "It's your fault for not noticing. How could you not see it? He's eight."

Wally scoffed. "Easy for you to say! He puts his cards down with no hesitation! He doesn't give you the slightest clue he's cheating!"

Danny cocked his head. He put those cards down slower than he usually did with his father's old buddies. When his father was too busy to do it himself (which usually meant he was setting up a… meeting (in other words, some pedophile or another that liked Danny a little too much)), Danny took over and won the loot for him.

I made it so painfully obvious. It's his fault for not seeing it, Danny thought.

Wally grumbled as he took his brownies from the fridge. Danny cocked his head at the dessert, curious.

"Want one?" Wally asked. For now, he could let the Blackjack slide. Every kid needed his daily sugar intake.

Danny cocked his head the other way. "What is it?"

Diana choked on her drink and Wally stared at the kid wide-eyed. The kid didn't know what the heck a brownie is? That was the saddest thing he had ever heard of.

"You don't know what a brownie is?" Wally asked.

Danny shook his head no.

"You do know who Alfred is, right?" Wally continued.

Danny nodded. "He's never made you brownies?"

Danny shook his head.

"Why not?"

Danny shrugged. "He usually makes cookies."

Ah yes, peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. The finest the world has ever seen. They should be famous.

"Well, this is a brownie." Wally explained, leaning on the counter.

Danny nodded. "So I've heard."

Diana burst out laughing, as Wally had pointed out that the dessert in his hand was indeed a brownie.

Danny smirked. His father told him to be sarcastic with people you don't like. Except for his drug addict buddies, and alcoholic buddies, and meeting buddies, and business associates, and people who suspected nothing of the abuse and meetings. Those people he used his 'speak unless spoken to' rule.

...

Ok, so he didn't get to use sarcasm very often.

Wally glared at the kid. "Anyways, it's made of chocolate."

Danny looked at the dessert. "I can see that."

Diana continued her laughing.

Wally glared. "Do you want it or not?"

Danny shrugged. "I don't care either way."

Sound nonchalant was another rule. Let no one know you're panicked or interested, because people will use that to their advantage. Danny felt both of those things. He was interested in the brownies, as he had never had one before, but also feared that Wally would hit him for being sarcastic. Strangers he didn't like would never hit him. But Wally knew him. So, there was the risk factor. He had to tread carefully.

Wally handed him the brownie. "Just take it. Every kid needs sugar."

Diana rolled her eyes at that.

Danny took the brownie and gave a small examination. The adults didn't see because it was only a very, very, very small examination. He bit into the dessert and instantly loved it, though it didn't show on his face.

Stay sarcastic. Stay nonchalant. Stay uninterested. Tread carefully.

"So?" Wally asked, leaning forward anxiously.

"Alfred's cookies are better."

Diana chuckled and Wally shook his head. "Everything Alfred makes is better."

Danny nodded in agreement.

Batman walked in and saw his ward eating a brownie. He could see in the child's eyes that he loved it but the other adults had no clue. He wordlessly picked him up and left, Danny finishing his snack as he did. They stayed silent and soon the kitchen was out of sight.

"Remember, Alfred's are better."

"I know."

*gasps* Danny didn't know what a brownie was? Tragic. :D I'm evil.

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Reviews:

Sina Xiel: Who wouldn't, after that chapter? Hahahaha! Nothing like a kid kicking adults at a gambling game to cheer a person up! :D

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Mulllkkkkkk: Yeah... There's a reason Bats banned him from gambling. Yeah, the last chapter explains that reason. :D Danny does own everyone, doesn't he?

Lexosaurus: So glad you find this addictive and DANNY IS TOTALLY ADORABLE! Oh, don't worry bout those meltdowns. I have a plan... *evil laugh*

16cklemen: So glad it was funny to your liking!

IWasNeverReal: That 'grandmother have mercy' thing shows up in a lot of my stuff so I'm glad you like it! Hahahaha! Metaphors are good! I'm thinking about Sam and Tucker, Vlad'll probably show up, Batman's got Jack taken of. And I'll think of something! Something... Something... Similes are great! Love ya!

EternalMadameBlaze: Danny's just awesome like that. :D

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