Post by nightwing on Sept 16, 2003 23:12:10 GMT -5
The corner of the Batcave that held the JLA Teleported hummed to life and was filled with a bright blue light as Tim Drake returned home from a very busy week with the Teen Titans in San Francisco.
Waiting for him, was Bruce Wayne's Gentlemen's Gentleman Alfred Pennyworth. In his hands he held a silver tray with a chicken sandwich and a can of Zesti.
"Welcome back, sir. Did all go well with the Titans, Master Timothy?" Alfred asked as Tim took off his sunglasses and placed his backpack down.
"Sorta. It was interesting...” he said taking the sandwich and Zesti and sitting down. He went into telling the old man about everything that had happened during the time with the rest of the team.
"My, my..." Alfred said once young Tim was finished. "It appears that you have been quite busy."
"That's one way of putting it." Tim said in return. "Has Rachel called in?"
"I do believe that Miss Barbara and Miss Dinah have been speaking with her quiet a bit. Something pertaining to the Cluemaster, I believe."
"Do they need help?" Robin asked jumping to his feet.
"No, Miss Barbara has assured Master Bruce that they have everything well in order. But I feel that you should be on your way back home. You family shall be worried for you."
"Trying to get rid of me?" Tim said in a smirk.
"Certainly not!" Alfred said indignantly with the kind smile of a Grandfather. "You are the only, with whom has any manners. I have been hopping that Masters Bruce and Richard learn from you."
"Thanks Alfie," Tim said moving up the stairs to the Manor. "I'll see you later."
"Be safe Master Tim," Alfred replied.
Waiting for him, was Bruce Wayne's Gentlemen's Gentleman Alfred Pennyworth. In his hands he held a silver tray with a chicken sandwich and a can of Zesti.
"Welcome back, sir. Did all go well with the Titans, Master Timothy?" Alfred asked as Tim took off his sunglasses and placed his backpack down.
"Sorta. It was interesting...” he said taking the sandwich and Zesti and sitting down. He went into telling the old man about everything that had happened during the time with the rest of the team.
"My, my..." Alfred said once young Tim was finished. "It appears that you have been quite busy."
"That's one way of putting it." Tim said in return. "Has Rachel called in?"
"I do believe that Miss Barbara and Miss Dinah have been speaking with her quiet a bit. Something pertaining to the Cluemaster, I believe."
"Do they need help?" Robin asked jumping to his feet.
"No, Miss Barbara has assured Master Bruce that they have everything well in order. But I feel that you should be on your way back home. You family shall be worried for you."
"Trying to get rid of me?" Tim said in a smirk.
"Certainly not!" Alfred said indignantly with the kind smile of a Grandfather. "You are the only, with whom has any manners. I have been hopping that Masters Bruce and Richard learn from you."
"Thanks Alfie," Tim said moving up the stairs to the Manor. "I'll see you later."
"Be safe Master Tim," Alfred replied.