【BAT-FAMILY CHANNEL_01: Gotham Defense Comms Group】55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyoke2nqv4R
🦇 System Message: Batman has muted this channel
📩 Dick:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4tAfjkhwDP
"Little Wing, it's family day this week. Are you coming home?"
—— A few minutes pass without a reply ——
📩 Dick:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx3E2tS7dtq
(Attached a crying face emoji)55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1nbwJCaHVU
"Come on, I haven’t seen you in forever. Alfred… he made that pudding you used to love."
—— Still silence ——
💬 Jason:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgKIydbeFUG
"...I’ll cancel some things. I’ll drop by."
📩 Dick:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrMng1PdGlh
"That’s awesome!!!"55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡATfAxG4dF8
"Alfred and Bruce are going to be so happy! We can—"
💬 Jason:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfFFdNbYJA
"I’m just dropping by. Not staying long."
🐦 Damian:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3SLPQldAIk
"Hmph. You're scared, aren’t you? We should have a proper match—let everyone see who the real powerhouse of this family is."
🧠 Tim is typing...55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOKCj2X35Kf
🌪️ Then it all spirals out of control.
📢 Stephanie:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMA5QinNc2f
"So, should we bring some beer? 🍻"
🦇 Cassandra: 👍
📢 Barbara:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb60g9SygLZ
"Remember the last time you all drank and blew a hole through the training room?"
📢 Duke:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZVszQG2cSx
"Was it recorded?"
—— Suddenly, the chat explodes—message after message flooding in. Even Jason’s typing stops as he watches his screen light up, burying the original topic in chaos. ——
💬 Then, a sudden cold interruption:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsBaQyoA5tb
🦇 Bruce (Batman’s account, all system font):55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCeJTKKToDI
"Tim and Damian are underage."
—— One full second of silence ——
🧨 Then several messages are instantly deleted, like someone kicking gas cans into a corner during a fire.
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📩 Group Admin: New group created: “Family Day (Adult Version)”55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLpskRouYON
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—— The main channel is left with one final quiet line: ——
💬 Jason:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUpbDlX0Fuq
"...I’ll cancel some things. I’ll drop by."
💬 Jason:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ36QxO23PJ9
"...I’m only dropping by."
—— End of transcript.
Family Day arrived with unusually clear skies.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXgFq3OplfG
For once, Gotham’s usual gray haze had split open, letting through patches of soft, clean blue. Jason roared down the gravel path to Wayne Manor on his motorcycle. The crunch of tires over stone broke the silence of the wide courtyard—like a long-forgotten sound stirred awake.
He hadn’t expected to be the first one there.
When the front door opened, Alfred was already standing there, waiting.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcOOfEn9XbO
His aged yet resolute face resembled an old house—cracked, but still standing firm.
Jason walked over and gave a quiet “Morning,” before pulling him into a brief hug.
Inside the manor, the familiar scent and cool air wrapped around him like a time capsule.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkOnbwQ9807
He didn’t linger in the hall. He went straight to the Batcave.
The space beneath was like the subconscious—cold, vast, buried deep, packed with memories and secrets.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXlHjmlM2Gh
Tim sat at the main console, fingers flying across the keyboard, the glow of the screen painting his face in pale ghostlight.
“Hey.” Tim looked up, surprised.
Jason just nodded and walked calmly to another workstation, sitting down.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpt6lC39PhD
He began reviewing system data like a veteran soldier reacquainting himself with the battlefield.
But Tim kept glancing over.
Jason ignored him at first. He was used to everyone around here looking at him like he was some kind of ghost.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgPV2xWCMX
But this time felt different—Tim’s gaze wasn’t guarded. It was just… curious.
“…Can I help you with something?”55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡke75ONcsVI
Jason finally released the keyboard and turned, leaning against the desk, his tone dry and a little teasing.
Tim straightened up, a bit sheepish.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQKr2aEA0Ko
“Um, can I ask a few questions?”
“Go ahead.”
There was a scholar’s obsession in Tim’s tone.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyDZtfJMyUo
“How did you become Robin?”
Jason blinked.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuUGaA6Bq58
“I slashed the Batmobile’s tires. Bruce didn’t want me to go bad, so he brought me home.”
Tim was speechless for a moment, clearly struggling with how absurdly specific and chaotic that origin story was.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMStzFgEx6r
He blinked a few more times, giving Jason a look that practically said that’s how legends start?
“Why… why did you slash the tires?”
Jason tilted his head, as if fishing up an old photo from some dusty corner of memory.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiVx9FNHY8F
“…Robin hadn’t been around for a while. I wanted to check what was going on.”
“You knew Robin back then?”
“No.”
Tim frowned. “Then why were you worried about him?”
Jason looked down. “I got hurt. It was Robin who brought me to the hospital.”
The room fell quiet for a beat.
Tim turned back to the console and pulled up a file.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡONuc8zxMBs
Buried deep in Gotham’s system, almost covered in digital dust, was an old report still clearly logged:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO7LP9BlxGQ
“Robin delivered a suspected abused child to an unofficial medical station.”
Jason stared at the screen, his unfocused gaze slowly sharpening—like a memory tide rising.
Tim scrolled upward, checking the records above.
His brow furrowed.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs9sFb05aBX
“…Strange. Robin’s patrol log says he was in the North District that day, dealing with a bank robbery.”
“Your neighborhood was in the South District.”
Jason shrugged silently.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL3WRfAnB7W
“Maybe… just a hunch?”
Tim didn’t buy it.
Just then, a familiar voice chimed in.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0rFt3kS543
“Hey, Little Wing.”
Dick entered, beaming like the first sunshine after winter.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLdFcdrqs5c
He strode over and pulled Jason into a big hug. Jason pushed him off with a mock scowl, but didn’t really resist.
Then Tim got hugged, too. He didn’t fight it—just looked a little embarrassed.
“What are you guys looking at?” Dick leaned over to peek at the screen, and his eyes lit up.
“Whoa, this was the day I first met Little Wing. The day destiny kicked off.”
Tim cut straight to the point:55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRYqCBZzC0n
“Why did you jump from the North District to the South? How did you know Jason needed help?”
Dick scratched his head, eyes reflecting a flicker of memory.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ57QP9OgQed
“Oh… I heard a girl scream ‘Robin.’ So I went to check it out.”
Jason’s head snapped up.
He walked toward Dick, like a drowning man finally catching sight of a lifeline.
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and then Add to home screen.