Three days. That's how long it took Dick to find the crack in Bruce's protective iron curtain. Since the first night of Robin's "retirement," Bruce had installed overlapping layers of surveillance and security. There were motion sensors at every window and surveillance cameras watched the best escape routes. As far as Dick could tell, Bruce had created an impenetrable fortress to keep Dick out of trouble - Impenetrable, as in unable to be penetrated. But Dick was already inside, and getting out unnoticed seemed about as complicated as building a handheld computer. A handheld computer with a pretty potent virus preinstalled, that is.
Getting into the heating duct above the Batcave's main computer system hadn't been too difficult. During the coldest days of winder, hiding out in a drafty cave didn't seem like such a great idea, especially since few high precision supercomputers worked well below freezing. The computers had to be kept warm without creating a noticeable energy pull. By heating the mansion a few degrees fewer in the winter, the heat could be redirected from the manor without significantly affecting the Wayne utility bills and thus raising no questions. This, however, meant that there had to be a direct line from inside the manor somewhere to the computers in the Batcave, and it didn't take Dick too terribly long to figure out where it was. The encrypted lockout on the Batcomputer had been a little more complicated, but not much.
Arrogant, Dick through to himself as he inched forward in the filthy metal duct. His uniform was coated with dust and dead bugs as he pulled himself forward on his stomach. He spends years training me and seems to think there isn't a single way in which I have exceeded him… Satisfied with his distance from the computer he pulled out his handheld device and set to work. He wasn't about to give up everything he had worked for and all the progress he had made in the last couple years just because Bruce told him to. Dick was forwarding the last of the bad coding to the Batcomputer when the frustration and anger he felt over the last couple days final started to recede.
Bruce was a lot of pretty impressive things, but he wasn't about to beat Dick in a programming war. Being stuck in the past is suicide when it comes to technology.
I'm really sorry to everyone who has been sending me encouraging messages asking me to write more. I could write any excuse or explanation I want here but it still wouldn't be fair to you guys. I went through a bit of a rough patch in my life, and I really appreciated all of the comments I received on AO3 and FF. You guys are awesome, and it's easy for me to forget how much the awesome feeling of updating can lift my spirits. To most of you guys, this will probably seem really cheesy, and I absolutely don't blame you for it, but I really appreciate being a part of this and other fan communities and sharing my passions with you guys.