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[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

It was his way of alerting the others of his presence quietly. His hot butter raisin scones were popular back in Wayne Manor and they did have a distinctive taste and smell. Alfred left the door between the cafeteria and the kitchen open although not conspiculously so. Just a tiny bit to encourage company.


He knew he'd be expecting them shortly. If you were to walk in you would see a middle age man taking some buns out of the oven. Strangely he wears white gloves, even under his oven mitts, and he's much more formal looking than an ordinary cook would be.


Without even turning around he tells you, "Please, do come in."

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[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

Almost a month. [He waits a moment and then goes and gives him a hug.]

I missed you. And I know Dick and Damian missed you too. [He can't speak for Jason.]

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

The older man smiled and then hugged him back.

"I've missed you all as well. I kept worrying that something horrible had happened to you when you disappeared like that." He had a habit of viewing them as sort of his grandchildren although it was something that he never mentioned.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

When I disappeared? [He didn't think anyone would notice... well, he was wrong, anyway. But then, he was thinking of a different time period entirely.]

No, I'm fine. [Even with his still healing bruises and black eye, he was fine.] Everyone is fine.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Yes. You and Master Dick and Master Damian. Master Bruce exhausted every possible lead to your whereabouts yet his inquiries did not bear anything."

He cranes taking Tim's face in his hands, "Have you gotten into a scuffle?"

It's not a real question. It's his way of saying Who have you been fighting with and why?

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

So he's alive. [Can't help the happy smile on his face.] I knew he was alive.

[He pauses, shrugging.] Damian and I got into an argument before Dick came back.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"You were right about everything Master Tim although how you managed to know is beyond me." He let go of his face and made a tisking noise.

"What sort of argument?" Another empty question. He was going to find out one way or another.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

I didn't give up hope. No matter what anyone said. [Smiles sadly.]

An argument that ended in a fight.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Again. You do look as if you've been patched up some. Is there anyone else here that I should know about?" He asked. He'd find out what the argument was about later. He had his ways.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

Who isn't here would be a more accurate list. Dick is here. Jason is here. There are a few people here who... should be dead. [Pauses.] And some alternate versions of people we know.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Alternate versions?" He asks rather confused. People coming back from the dead has lost it's shock value although his face did become concerned when Jason was mentioned.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

There's...Superboy is here. But he's not the one that we know. He's from some other group that calls themselves Young Justice, but it's like an alternate dimension type thing.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully no evil twin versions." Sometimes when the bats were out he would watch old episodes of Star Trek. Everyone had their guilty pleasures.

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

Damian has a double, here. Though his seems a lot nicer.

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

A nicer Damian? This gets an eyebrow raise, "What sort of double is he?"

[theshortestbird.livejournal.com]

He's actually from a future timeline. It's...a little weird. [He knows his son in the future. Tim is married and has a son.]