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Chapter 3:
Fifteen minutes passed, Dick was begining to worry. He sat watching TV hoping that in any second he'll hear Bruce's car park infront the main gate. But it all remained hopes and nothing more.
Now twenty minutes passed, Dick was on his nerves thinking that something wrong might happened. 'Maybe he had an accident?' He thought, 'No, Dick! Be positive, maybe the plane landed late? Yeah, that's better than dark ideas and...' Dick was brought back to reality away from his thoughts, by a familiar horn.
"Bruce!" He shouted happily, running to the front door to greet his menor. He found Bruce standing in the hall with briefcase in his hand while Alfred carried Bruce's suitcase. Dick ran towards Bruce with wide opened arms shouting, "Bruce, welcome back!"
Bruce put his briefcase down, and carried the little happy child, "You don't know how much I missed you, chum."
"You bet that I missed you more than u did thousands of times." Dick said embracing Bruce's neck.
Bruce put the kid down, both of them walking near each other heading to the study as Dick held Bruce's hand, "So, what did you do in your trip?" Dick asked in curiosity.
"Nothing much except meetings and work. You know that it was a business trip."
"I know, but I thought..." His wasd smiled.
"No, only work, chum." Bruce said as he setteled the briefcase on the big desk. "Listen, Dickie. I'll have a path and then rest for a while after lunch, and I promise that we'll stay up late this night talking and watching movies. What do you think, little fellow?"
"Good for me, but remember... You *promised*."
"I'll remember, don't worry!" He swore with a big smile.
"OK! Then I'll leave you for your work and other stuff." Dick left closing the door behind him, still Bruce's smile on his face. Then he sat on his desk starting to work hard.
The night came, Dick was very excited about this 'staying up late with Bruce' idea. They would set together talking and watching movies until sleep becomes the victorious.
"Say, chum? What would you like to watch?" Bruce asked as he put a bunch of old movies infront the little kid. Dick looked at them with windened eyes, before he controled himself saying, "Anything you like Bruce is fine with me."
"Well, I've got some episodes of the TV series: Phenix The Cat. What do you think?"
"My favorite!" The kid shouted in happiness.
"OK, then we have picked our show for tonight. Now, I want us to talk with each other honestly so we can learn more about each other. Can you do that?"
"Sure I can!" Dick shouted.
"Of course you can, how did I forget that you're a talkative kid?" Bruce grinned.
"HEY!" Dick protested.
Bruce smiled. "Listen, here's the deal. Tonight and tomorrow, we'll spend them together talking about ourselves, and we'll start with you for tonight."
"Why should I start?"
"ahh, kids first."
"Kids first, huh? Wierd, why kids ain't first when you serve a cake?" Dick smirked.
Bruce laughed in joy, this little kid was able to change his mood after weeks from staying in Wayne Manor. That horrible tragedy of the murder of his parents didn't effect him, of course he was shcoked and in pain for the first days, but that didn't change his unlimited liveliness or his curiosty about everything in the mansion, and didn't wear the kid's smile off either. But that didn't happen with Bruce, after the tragic murder, he never was the same. The happy boy became a miserable one. Days, weeks, months and years passed.. hiding his pain deep, deep inside. Having a fake smile on his face in meetings and balls. But few days with the little Dick changed that, family spirit returned to the big mansion.. happiness filled it with its laughs and bright smiles. Alfred could swear that he never saw his Master Bruce after the accident happy as he became after Dick moved into Wayne Manor.
The couple sat talking most of the night, Dick talked about his short life with his parents, about the circus and his travels with them. He talked about his shows, the animals of the circus. The facts he knew about them and what his paretns taught him.
Everytime he used the words 'My paretns, mom, dad.' He had a slight frown on his face. Bruce noticed that, knowing how his ward suffered. How couldn't he and he went through all this suffering and the same phases that the kid is going through?
After they ended talking, they watched some episodes of Phenix The Cat. They laughed and laughed. 'Oh man. I don't think that I had this much of fun in my whole life.' Bruce thought. He felt Dick put his head on his arm, he smiled.
"Hey, chum. This is my favorite episode." Bruce told his charge.
He looked down at the youth, he was sleeping peacfully. Bruce got a huge smile on his face. He turned the TV off, and carried Dick to his room. He put him on his bed and covered him with his blanket.
"Sweet dreams." Bruce whispered and kissed the kid's forehead. Got out of the room and headed to his own.
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So... wattcha think??!!!
OK! Everythin is ordinary.. but promise ya that it'll be more madder in the next chapters..
Please review!!!!!!
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Chapter 3:
Fifteen minutes passed, Dick was begining to worry. He sat watching TV hoping that in any second he'll hear Bruce's car park infront the main gate. But it all remained hopes and nothing more.
Now twenty minutes passed, Dick was on his nerves thinking that something wrong might happened. 'Maybe he had an accident?' He thought, 'No, Dick! Be positive, maybe the plane landed late? Yeah, that's better than dark ideas and...' Dick was brought back to reality away from his thoughts, by a familiar horn.
"Bruce!" He shouted happily, running to the front door to greet his menor. He found Bruce standing in the hall with briefcase in his hand while Alfred carried Bruce's suitcase. Dick ran towards Bruce with wide opened arms shouting, "Bruce, welcome back!"
Bruce put his briefcase down, and carried the little happy child, "You don't know how much I missed you, chum."
"You bet that I missed you more than u did thousands of times." Dick said embracing Bruce's neck.
Bruce put the kid down, both of them walking near each other heading to the study as Dick held Bruce's hand, "So, what did you do in your trip?" Dick asked in curiosity.
"Nothing much except meetings and work. You know that it was a business trip."
"I know, but I thought..." His wasd smiled.
"No, only work, chum." Bruce said as he setteled the briefcase on the big desk. "Listen, Dickie. I'll have a path and then rest for a while after lunch, and I promise that we'll stay up late this night talking and watching movies. What do you think, little fellow?"
"Good for me, but remember... You *promised*."
"I'll remember, don't worry!" He swore with a big smile.
"OK! Then I'll leave you for your work and other stuff." Dick left closing the door behind him, still Bruce's smile on his face. Then he sat on his desk starting to work hard.
The night came, Dick was very excited about this 'staying up late with Bruce' idea. They would set together talking and watching movies until sleep becomes the victorious.
"Say, chum? What would you like to watch?" Bruce asked as he put a bunch of old movies infront the little kid. Dick looked at them with windened eyes, before he controled himself saying, "Anything you like Bruce is fine with me."
"Well, I've got some episodes of the TV series: Phenix The Cat. What do you think?"
"My favorite!" The kid shouted in happiness.
"OK, then we have picked our show for tonight. Now, I want us to talk with each other honestly so we can learn more about each other. Can you do that?"
"Sure I can!" Dick shouted.
"Of course you can, how did I forget that you're a talkative kid?" Bruce grinned.
"HEY!" Dick protested.
Bruce smiled. "Listen, here's the deal. Tonight and tomorrow, we'll spend them together talking about ourselves, and we'll start with you for tonight."
"Why should I start?"
"ahh, kids first."
"Kids first, huh? Wierd, why kids ain't first when you serve a cake?" Dick smirked.
Bruce laughed in joy, this little kid was able to change his mood after weeks from staying in Wayne Manor. That horrible tragedy of the murder of his parents didn't effect him, of course he was shcoked and in pain for the first days, but that didn't change his unlimited liveliness or his curiosty about everything in the mansion, and didn't wear the kid's smile off either. But that didn't happen with Bruce, after the tragic murder, he never was the same. The happy boy became a miserable one. Days, weeks, months and years passed.. hiding his pain deep, deep inside. Having a fake smile on his face in meetings and balls. But few days with the little Dick changed that, family spirit returned to the big mansion.. happiness filled it with its laughs and bright smiles. Alfred could swear that he never saw his Master Bruce after the accident happy as he became after Dick moved into Wayne Manor.
The couple sat talking most of the night, Dick talked about his short life with his parents, about the circus and his travels with them. He talked about his shows, the animals of the circus. The facts he knew about them and what his paretns taught him.
Everytime he used the words 'My paretns, mom, dad.' He had a slight frown on his face. Bruce noticed that, knowing how his ward suffered. How couldn't he and he went through all this suffering and the same phases that the kid is going through?
After they ended talking, they watched some episodes of Phenix The Cat. They laughed and laughed. 'Oh man. I don't think that I had this much of fun in my whole life.' Bruce thought. He felt Dick put his head on his arm, he smiled.
"Hey, chum. This is my favorite episode." Bruce told his charge.
He looked down at the youth, he was sleeping peacfully. Bruce got a huge smile on his face. He turned the TV off, and carried Dick to his room. He put him on his bed and covered him with his blanket.
"Sweet dreams." Bruce whispered and kissed the kid's forehead. Got out of the room and headed to his own.
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So... wattcha think??!!!
OK! Everythin is ordinary.. but promise ya that it'll be more madder in the next chapters..
Please review!!!!!!