Dick picked up the wailing baby before looking around wondering what to do. Tim hadn't said if he had fed Bruce or changed him. Dick bounced the little boy looking around before walking over the fridge and looking in to grab a few jars of baby food.
Bruce whined seeing them and reached up to grab a piece of Dick's hair and started to yank and pull not wanting to have the gross food forced into his mouth again. Dick winced trying to balance the little boy and the jars at the same time before putting them down and deciding it was best to leave Bruce alone until he had the food out.
Instead of putting him back in the crib Dick set him down on the tile floor before getting the breakfast ready and the toddler toddled off into the Manor.
Bruce found the stairs before crawling up them. It took him a few minutes to the get to the top before he walked down the hall he walked to a door before pushing it open and going seeing that it was a library.
Walking up to the shelves Bruce started to pull the books out one by one letting them fall onto the floor. As the toddler made his way around to everything he could. Once he was done pulling out all the books on the right side and perfectly ignoring the frantic voice calling him, Bruce took out a old photo book that was wrapped up carefully and hidden in the back.
Chucking it onto the floor with the others Bruce looking around the place seeing that he could no longer reach any other books so he went to the next best thing and started to pull off the pillows off the sofas before going after the picture frames.
The door opened and tall person stood there glaring at him before yelling. "Hey, Dick, I found you run away Bat!"
Soon running could be heard until the shorter person rushed into the room. "There you are! I can't believe how sneaky you are! Whoa, Jason look at the room."
"Good luck cleaning it up."
"Okay, so you want to watch Bruce and fed him than?"
"... I'll clean up the book, but you owe me pretty boy!"
"Please, just eat! Eat!" Dick shinned loudly as the little boy continued to play with his food and throwing it everywhere. "Please, Bruce eat! I don't want to be the one to tell Alfred that we let you starve to death! Wait... Alfred!" Dick gasped jumping up and rushing to the grab a towel getting the stuff off before grabbing his phone dialing the number. "Please answer, please answer..."
After the third ring the familiar voice answer. "Yes, Master Dick?"
"Alfred! How did you fed baby Bruce?!"
There was a pause before the calm collect voice answer. "I can amuse that Master Bruce has been transformed into a baby than?"
"Uh, Yes. And I can't get him to eat."
"What have you've been feeding him?"
"Baby jar food."
"Oh dear, that simply will not do." Alfred said. "You must prepare his meals by hand. I shall send you an e-mail of all his favorite food when he was a child. How old is he?"
"Almost two?"
"I shall send them with in the next hour and instructions on how to care for Master Bruce."
"Thank you Alfred! When are you coming home?"
"I shall return in a weeks time."
"A whole week?!"
"Surely the four of you can care for you Father as he has cared for you."
No, not guilt! "Yeah, of course we can. See you in a week Alfred."
"I shall see you soon."
Jason was grumbling as he picked up the books shoving them into any which slot before picking up a cloth cover book. Looking it over he tossed it desk before picking up the pictures, pillows and throwing them any which way onto the sofas before sitting down with the cloth covered book and smirked.
This was obviously Bruce folding and the way the knot was tied. Pulling it off Jason tossed off the cloth before staring at the photo book. It was marked as Bruce's high school years which made Jason frowned because Bruce's high school photos where in another book and they had seen them all.
Mostly with Bruce alone or with Alfred so imagine Jason's surprise when he opened the photo book and found Bruce surrounded by friends that all looked somewhat familiar. It had Bruce in the middle grinning like he was having the time of life and like nothing in his life had ever gone wrong.
The grinning teenager who must have been at least sixteen looked like someone else completely with looking so happy. On his left was grinning other teen maybe the same age, smiling, on the left Bruce had and arm around another boy's shoulder's as they celebrate whatever it was and the teen was small teen with bright red hair and bright green eyes. Next to him was a scowling teen with brown hair and dark eyes like he didn't want to take a picture. On the other side of the right was a short blond haired teen with blue eyes holding a book.
for a minute Jason stared at the picture wondering why the other four teen looked familiar before his eyes widened and if he was correct on who took the picture, which should have been Alfred, than he would have written down the names on the back.
Flipping the photo Jason sat up and his jaw dropped.
Jonathan Crane, Edward Nigma, Bruce Wayne, Harvey Dent, Jarvis Tetch.
"Holy shit...!" Jason jumped up flipping through the book quickly scanning over all the photos of the thick books seeing the five of them hanging out, parties, amusement parks, vacations and all the things friends did but they ranged from around the boys being ten up to graduating high school. "Oh shit... Bruce was friends with psychopaths! Dick! Hey, you gotta see this!"
Bruce was playing with Dick and Jason's cells phones and Damian wasn't telling the older two for he was too busy looking over the photo book that Todd had found. It was a bit unnerving to see four of the well known villains and the greatest Hero in the world hanging out, laughing, going places and having fun when they at night the rouges known as Riddler, Scarecrow, Two-Face and Mad Hatter and the Dark Knight himself.
"But... Bruce never said he was friends with them..."
"He didn't mention that he went to school with them or grew up basically with his sworn enemies!" Jason flipped over the page. "Look, they we're even in clubs together! And Bruce is right there in the freaking middle again!"
"They looked so different... I wonder what would have happened if they had stayed good?"
"Or what if Bruce had gone bad?"
They continued to flip over the the pages as Bruce played with he phones sticking them in his mouth before moving them around like cars. before he got up and toddled a little ways off to the side and dropped them into the mob bucket that was filled with water before heading off into the Manor again.
"Grayson, Pennyworth has sent the instructions."
"Oh yeah, let's see..." Dick pulled the laptop close and opened. "What hell is this?"
Jason leaned over. "Are you feeding a kid or cratering the Queen of England?"
The list had everything from breakfast to after dinner deserts and all of them were fancy meals and snacks. Everythign was laid out in recipes and where they could buy the food and how much to serve, how to prepare, to serve and even which plates and napkins to use! That was ridiculous! Dick remembers eating circus food and Jason could remember digging some food out of trash cans and Bruce ate like a a Prince or something!
"I ain't doing all that." Jason grumbled.
"I do believe you are Master Jason."
Both Jason and Dick yelped before truing around to see Damian holding out a tablet with Alfred on Skype. Damian was smirking. That little brat called Alfred! Traitor!
"Now than if you both will wash your hands I will instruct you on how to prepare a nice brunch since Master Bruce has missed his breakfast." Alfred said and give them a disappointed look to which they both shrank back a little. "Master Damian if you would watch your Father, I shall look over your brothers."
Scowling Damian put the tablet down use it's stand to keep it up before turning and his eyes wide for a moment he looked around before hearing something in the next room. Rushing over he found ...
"Hello." The not-toddler said. "I'm Bruce Wayne. What are you doing in my Manor?"
"Uh... Damian looked back at the kitchen before back at his Father who looked the same as him, exactly like him. "How old are you?"
"Ten." The other said with a smile. "And you?"
"...ten."
"Name?"
"Damian."
"Well, Damian, do you want to come with me? We can go have some fun."
Damian thought about telling the others but than again spending time with his Father who was the same age as him... was too good to pass up.
Ages will vary, so in the next so many chapter he might be a baby again or twenty things like that.
Alright after Damian spends time with his Father who is the same age, what next.
Bruce age 16, Bruce 13, Bruce 8, Bruce 5 or baby Bruce? Pick one please.
To PrettyKitty-Luvs-U: Little Bruce is out for the fun! The Bat bros are going to have a hard time since they won't be dealing with just one age since Bruce will be changing ages randomly. 8D Good luck guys! I will try to fix them, I still haven't. I guess I can't really see where they are because of my dxlizsiya. It's hard sometimes, lol, but I'll find them eventually 8D.
To VIXX-Dark-Angel: Teenager Bruce is going to cause hell for them, I assure you. After all Bruce Wayne is a playboy, imagine when he was legal driving age? LOL.
To KandyKorn24: Dick has no idea what raising a child is... Surprise 8D
To isumiitachi: Would you like a Robin to go with that Bat? sorry, it's late and I'm a bit crazy at the moment. 8D
To grandshadowseal: DAMIAN... AND THE OTHERS... I'm going to try and base this Bruce ten year old after the Bruce Wayne in Gotham. YES.
To Dragonfan47: Clueless will cause them nothing but harm them... their sleep, their lives, their peace and bring them together. Maybe.