Theodore sat in the passenger seat, this ti with his seatbelt fastened. The boy swallowed, his neck stiff, his eyes rolling upwards as he cautiously glanced at the roof above him.
As the batmobile moved and swayed, so people's heads tapped against the roof of the batmobile like woodpeckers, making "thump-thump-thump" sounds.
Theodore: "…"
As if sensing Theodore's nervousness, Batman opened a channel in the car.
Robin's voice ca through the speaker, the young boy's voice filled with extre, unbelievable shock. "You drove his batmobile away from right in front of Batman!"
Theodore honestly and quietly retorted: "I didn't an to drive it away, I was just touching it."
Another girl's voice squeezed in, as if dreaming: "I want to drive too, I haven't driven it yet."
Theodore relaxed a little: "Uh… then you go tell Batman?"
Was it his imagination, or did Robin's voice sound a bit familiar? This tone, why did it sound so much like his new brother, Timothy Drake?
Theodore tentatively glanced at Batman. Batman generously turned up the volu.
It seed it shouldn't be.
Theodore couldn't help but mock himself inwardly: A simple deduction would tell you, how could Tim be Robin? If he had Robin's abilities, would he still be abused by Bruce Wayne in private?
Alas, he was really overthinking.
After realizing the batmobile couldn't be driven away, Theodore put away those petty thoughts and honestly acted as a Batman accessory.
In just three hours, he watched Batman handle six small group brawls consecutively, and also dealt with three robbers along the way.
Vigilante work was truly hard. With such daily training, it was no wonder Batman was so familiar with Gotham's night.
Theodore felt that after tonight, his impression of Batman had greatly changed.
The Dark Knight was actually a good person, it was just his aesthetic that made one ponder — why did he have to dress up as a bat when there were so many other good costus?
During the third small brawl, a small interlude occurred.
When Batman dragged several unconscious gang mbers back to the batmobile, he found Theodore missing from the passenger seat. For a mont, he even thought the boy had run off again.
Habitually looking around, Batman found Theodore outside the glass display window of a nearby shop.
He walked towards his adopted son: "Why are you here?"
As he approached, Batman followed Theodore's gaze and saw the exhibits inside the display window. Hidden by his helt, Bruce showed a rather indescribable expression.
Theodore was intently admiring the wigs in the display window. Key point: the wig was green.
Noticing Batman's approach, Theodore looked up, and said with a slightly eager tone: "I want this."
Batman: "…"
No, you don't.
This kid's aesthetic was a bit unsettling.
In fact, Theodore genuinely wanted to buy it. Just now, Batman had confiscated the pistol Red Hood had given him.
He told Theodore that he would only return it to him when he was proficient in using firearms and knew how to avoid and disassemble them.
However, Batman hadn't found the green-haired thug's driver's license that Theodore had hidden!
As long as he found an opportunity, Theodore could still use a wig or hair dye to disguise himself as soone else.
Theodore cautiously glanced at Batman: "I didn't bring enough money, could you lend so?"
The cash he had saved was mostly spent when he anonymously sent a letter to the Child Protective Services through the Big Wolf Gang earlier.
But Batman definitely carried money; he had even treated Theodore to a Bat-burger al before.
Of course, Theodore didn't necessarily have to buy this wig. He was just using the opportunity to test Batman's tolerance for him now.
Batman: "…"
Batman said stiffly: "I don't have any money."
At the sa ti, Bruce comforted himself: Fortunately, it was just a wig. At least, Theodore hadn't fallen to the point of dyeing his hair green.
Tim's voice ca through the earpiece, sounding utterly despondent. "It's over, now Bruce won't even give Theodore his five dollars a week allowance." Robin predicted pessimistically and accurately: "Otherwise, Theodore will quickly save enough money to buy this wig…"
Combined with Theodore's sowhat Joker-like deanor when his face darkened… Every mber of the Bat Family would be shocked by his new outfit.
Oh, or perhaps before being shocked, Theodore would be beaten up by Red Hood, and the wig would be thrown into the fire.:( Barbara shook her head repeatedly at the computer screen.
"I didn't know that hoodlum's bizarre aesthetic would set such a terrible example for Dwarf Falcon. If I had known, I would have let Robin save Theodore first.
"—And also, can Batman put up a sign at the entrance of Wayne Manor prohibiting all green-haired humans from entering?"
Batman: "I won't…"
"B, you can, but it's best not to," Robin interrupted, hitting the nail on the head. "I'm afraid if you do, Theodore will sell his blood all night to save up for a bottle of green hair dye."
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