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May 25, 2016 07:43PM
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Jason Todd walked into the Bat Cave carrying washed uniforms. He was almost done with his chores and was excited to finally start training. He started folding the uniforms on a table.
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"Oh. Hey." Jason said, glancing up. He looked back down. This was usually the extent of all his conversations with her. Just small talk, nothing intense. It was already uncomfortable that he had to fold her laundry. She was probably nice, but just the fact that she was a superhero and he was just a sidekick...it was best they didn't talk.
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(Oh, got it! - edited it)
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"Th-thank you." Jason said. He stood awkwardly. Was she trying to relate to him? "I try." he said, giving her a fake smile. He picked up the folded clothes, intending to distribute them to the rightful places. He opened up Batman's display case with the fingerprint recognition device and put up his costume.
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"I'm fine." Jason said quickly. He had no idea where to put her uniform, so he dropped it on a table. He put his costume up in his closet. "Where's Mr. Wayne?" he asked carefully, not sure if she knew.
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"I'm Robin. That's me." Jason said, walking over to her. "Wait, did you think I was Damian?" he asked, confused. "Who do you think I am?"
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"Wha- how do you know any of this?" Jason said. He whistled and shook his head. "It's like you're married to Mr. Wayne or something. So is he going to visit Dick and then coming back?" He was still a bit confused on the details. Also, why didn't he tell him about the incident?
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"Why didn't he tell me about the assailant? Does he have any leads?" Jason asked, ignoring her instruction not to worry. "Why can't you explain now?"
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"I just came back from school!" Jason protested. "I was here this morning. How bad can things get in seven hours?" Alfred had dropped him off at school that morning, but that wasn't strange. Mr. Wayne never took him to school, and only ate dinner with him on the weekends.
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"What? No. He's just busy." Jason said. He recalled the last three weeks' worth of dinners - him, sitting by himself at the long table. Mr. Wayne hadn't been there. Suddenly, he felt like a little kid again, alone. "He wouldn't abandon me, he..." Jason trailed off.
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"It's fine." Jason said flatly. Bruce Wayne finally proved to be a disappointment. It had taken a while, because of the training and the money and the schooling, but it finally reared its ugly head. Bruce Wayne abandoned him, just like his parents and every other adult following. "I don't care." Jason lied.
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"Leave me alone. I want Bruce Wayne." Jason said, folding his arms and stepping away. He walked into another room.
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"I don't know where he is. He doesn't live here." Jason replied. He sat in a chair and picked at his fingernails.
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Jason opened the door. "Your laundry's on the table." he said. "Call Mr. Wayne, please."
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"So he's in a hospital." Jason said. "He has all the money in the world, and he's in a hospital." He pulled out a phone book and started researching the hospitals in the area.
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"Oh, so he didn't think I'm strong enough, is that it?" Jason asked, annoyed. "I've been training for years with him. I can do things by myself." He looked at the list of hospitals. "He's at Gotham Medical, isn't he."
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Jason walked over to Bruce's super computer and logged in. He ran the data of every patient currently at Gotham Medical and found Bruce Wayne's name. "I'm going." he said. "I'm getting answers."
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"What are you talking about?" Jason asked, writing the address on his hand. He shut off the computer.
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"You don't understand." Jason said. "We're talking about my dad here. He's not my real dad, but he's the one who pays the bills and keeps the lights on and he's the closest thing I got to a real dad because my real dad's dead." He sighed, frustrated. She wasn't listening to him. "And if you knew anything, you'd know Bruce Wayne Sr. is dead. He died when Mr. Wayne was a little kid."
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Jason didn't reply. Dawnstar knew something. She knew more than Jason did, and Jason was Mr. Wayne's sidekick. He knew they were allies, but the way she got worked up over his hospitalization meant she cared. Jason licked his thumb and wiped off the hospital address. He wanted to find out more. He looked up. "You're going to hit the ceiling." he said. "Please come down."
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"Not about Mr. Wayne in the hospital or anything." Jason said. He sat down and pulled up a chair near him - not too close, but not too far away. "I hardly know you." He touched the chair with his foot gently, indicating that she should sit.
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"See, I don't have that. I have to ask regular questions." Jason said, giving her a small smile to act friendly. "So, you and Mr. Wayne, are you two allies?" he asked.
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"That's good." Jason said. "Are you supposed to be taking care of me until he's better?" he asked, hoping the answer would be no. Alfred was perfectly capable, anyway.
