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[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred was sitting in the parlor drinking the tea he had just made. He was waiting. She must be out. He chuckled to himself. Of course, she was. It was night. She ruled the night.

He sighed and took a drink of his tea.

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[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

Will shrugs. "I don't think I want to get to know her. She'll probably rip my head off." He thinks. "I mean, if she could."

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred sighs and rubs his temple a bit. "Don't they teach tolerance in schools these days?" He shake his head. "Guess not from the story that you are telling me."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Oh ho...oh, nope. Well they're trying harder. But they still suck at it," Will rolled his eyes over his tea. "Believe me, the heroes used to waaail on the sidekicks at my school."

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

"Than perhaps they were not true heros." states the older man calmly.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

That really made Will stop and think. It was the perfect answer to it all. How indeed, could they have heroes, if they did not act heroic to even their own allies?

"Whoa. That was deep. You are exactly like in the comics, man." Will was seriously considering hugging the man.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred simply smiles at the boy. "It is my age." he states. "You will have the same wisdom one day."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

Will grinned back, but he was careful not to accidentally make a remark about how old Alfred was, as he was wont to do at his young age.

"Well, I hope so. I wish we had someone like you back home, or at school. Woulda knocked some sense into people."