Chapter 5

Superman was trying to shuffle with a cane as he tried to get back to his feet as soon as possible. He wasnt aware of this particular room, he was more familiar with the kitchen and the livng room. He was startled in seeing bruce's back as the guy was looking up at the portrait of his parents.

"Err i didnt know youre here." He stammered.

Bruce ignore him, too tired to put on his easy going playboy persona, instead he sip his wine and hiss, "get out."

Superman was too stun and too scared to notice he was floating as he run away from bruce.

Superman was hiding behind a big vase shivering when alfred spied him. Alfred almost roll his eyes, suspecting the reason why superman is scared. He stormed into the library determine to scold bruce for his lack of manners despite probably being overwhelmed by his nightmares and feel weak enough to seek his parents even if its only thru a portrait.

Anyway…

Bruce cowered under alfred's glare as alfred drop him and superman in a physical therapist office. "Ill pick you up at 12" alfred announce before he left them.

Superman tried to blow a strand of blonde hair off his eyes and watch as bruce pick himself up from being toss on the ground. "Shall we?" He said in a resigned tone bracing himself to being recognized.

A few minutes later ...bruce is still stunned for not being recognized in a group of four pairs who were busy obeying instruction from their leader. Part of it is because the pairs are worried for their wife/husband, father/mother or their siblings. The other part is because as clark, superman had an aura of invisibility.

Bruce mechanically followed the instruction. Alfred really set the bar when it comes to dishing out the punishment.

"Hi. How are you guys doing?" The leader finally reach them after making rounds on the pairs before them.

"Great." Superman said while sweating buckets and buckets of sweat because of the raw ordeal. Superman didnt sweat but ordinary human clark unfortunately did.

"Are you...bru-" the nice lady asked.

In a sheer panic and to ward off attention either as superman or the fact that he is with the bruce wayne, superman blurted out, "he is my husband."

Bruce repeatedly hit his head at a wall. Superman is either dumb or brilliant. Did he mention already that alfred knows how to dish out punishment?

At the stroke of 12…

"Dad!" nothing but a building could stop dick now. He was on a roll. He tackle hug bruce and with frenzied energy he hop into superman's arms and cried at his ears "Daddy!"

Jason was laughing as he took a picture of the three.

"Did Alfred put you guys to this?" Bruce mumbled at jason. Jason wanted to tell him that the battle inside the cave in a bid to be with bruce and superman was like the battle of the cowls only ten times worse as tim and dick went all out in flinging birdarangs and superman fact to win the role of pretender as the disguised kid of the two heroes. Damian was content in just watching the two dishes it out. He was back in his snarky self screaming batman was cooler than superman anyway. Jason was dragged into the plan when alfred decided someone had to reign the winner from fangirling.

"Check this out." jason said as he pointed at his tshirt with a team superbat on it.

Bruce could only say "what the f***?!"

Superman watch in confusion as bruce put jason in a headlock and mess his hair. "Is he upset with the color of the tshirt?" He thought. Jason failed to maintain his whining as he laugh out right at his dad's antic.

Later…

Superman and bruce were somehow back again at each other's throat as they scream competitively in support at their respective team.

Jason prayed alfred forgive him for not intervening as he was too busy playing simulation game to care.

Dick watch his "parents" argue back in forth while taking another stab of food from their meal. Being bruce wayne got its perk. One of which is late lunch in a private room at the stadium where the gotham dark knights is playing against the metropolis meta mights.

"You would have think because you are my quest in the house of waynes, you should have a dash of politeness and gratitude for your host." Bruce was saying in his snottiest voice.

Clark revert back to his farm root goatteness as he said defensively, "metropolis is my city, . of course i should give them my support. Besides what makes you think your team will win anyway?"

"Because im batman" bruce almost blurted out which was his favorite excuse as of late. Alfred serving him pancakes instead of his favorite pizza? He would demand a pizza saying he was batman. He is batman when his kids argue why they have to listen to him.

"Because cruz no.14 will lead and win." bruce knew he sounded lame and so he pouted.

"Guys, guys" dick butted in before the arguement could turn into a movie with a title like batman vs superman: dawn of justice league. "Dont make me tell alfred on you." He said with wagging fingers.

That night…

"It is weird," alfred muse to find a genuinely happy bruce wayne Smiling from ear to ear as he press the genuinely upset superman at his side. Superman was wearing gotham dark knight's jersey which he was force to wear when the knight won. (Superman was back to being a brunette.)As if this two had a personality transplant." He added with a click of the camera.

(Patrol that night becomes nightmarish for the criminals coz batman cant seemed to wipe out his smirk)