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Alfred’s perspective
It had been about time for Bruce to move on. After a year of sulking and lonely patrols through Gotham, as well as a slight turn of his behavior towards the more violent side, he had finally found himself another child to take care of, a child to watch him, so he wouldn’t make a mistake. It was a morbid trauma re-enactment, the way he picked them up from the streets and gave them a home- but God knew he was a savior for those boys, every single one of them. And Alfred didn’t mind, he wasn’t one to judge, just not the one to take care of them anymore. A resolute old man - resolute, but still old- he had been sent to the sidelines by the rest of the Wayne - his - family. Still, he was a silent observer, a guardian to Bruce and the boys whenever they needed him.
And even though Bruce told him so many times to stay out of that cave (he had Penny- two as his new tech- assistant), that night, Alfred was down there, sipping his tea, watching Bruces bodycam. That was why he was the only one who had seen it coming when thee months later, a new boy wonder turned up. An exceptionally small child with a shaved head and two fire pois as weapons. Another street kid, it seemed, but Alfred knew better. And when the news made a special about the Batman’s new Robin, he prepared the other boy’s rooms. Because a feeling told him that they would come and ask questions. Questions that Master Bruce would not be willing to answer.
It had been about time for Bruce to move on. After a year of sulking and lonely patrols through Gotham, as well as a slight turn of his behavior towards the more violent side, he had finally found himself another child to take care of, a child to watch him, so he wouldn’t make a mistake. It was a morbid trauma re-enactment, the way he picked them up from the streets and gave them a home- but God knew he was a savior for those boys, every single one of them. And Alfred didn’t mind, he wasn’t one to judge, just not the one to take care of them anymore. A resolute old man - resolute, but still old- he had been sent to the sidelines by the rest of the Wayne - his - family. Still, he was a silent observer, a guardian to Bruce and the boys whenever they needed him.
And even though Bruce told him so many times to stay out of that cave (he had Penny- two as his new tech- assistant), that night, Alfred was down there, sipping his tea, watching Bruces bodycam. That was why he was the only one who had seen it coming when thee months later, a new boy wonder turned up. An exceptionally small child with a shaved head and two fire pois as weapons. Another street kid, it seemed, but Alfred knew better. And when the news made a special about the Batman’s new Robin, he prepared the other boy’s rooms. Because a feeling told him that they would come and ask questions. Questions that Master Bruce would not be willing to answer.
