You can dish it out as good as you get, Master Tim. Don't hold back, no mercy.

You've got a deal, Master Clark.

// sometimes I'll toss in a little reminder amidst the hahas that pennyworth isn't really a good man just as a curve ball then go back to the hahas

Blink, blink. I wouldn't say bullied. You willingly put yourself in this situation when you offered to become Robin, Master Timothy. You're more than capable of fighting back.

I have the loveliest picture from when you got your first tooth fairy gift.

Eat fruit, Master Dick.

I have some of a young Master Bruce you may be interested.

All this talk about apples but when was the list time you ate one? When was the last time you've had fruit?

He's my favourite addition to the family.

That is not properly rested. I will be in the gardens. You have breakfast out, go eat. Or don't, if you don't want to listen to me once again and then turn around and act like a hypocrite, Master Bruce.

No photographic evidence could be deleted from my scrapbook albums. I have one for each of you since you came in.

Have you slept properly? Rested? Had a decent breakfast?

Everyone whenever I bring something to do with self care.

😇

That is not correct.

I believe young Master wanted some sandwiches, is that correct?

Did anyone say cucumber sandwiches?

sʰᵉ'ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵏⁱᵗᵗʸ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵇⁱᵍ ᵇᵘˡˡʸ!

"Look up. It's- 𝙎𝙐𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙉!"

// don't turn this on me, I killed Alfred because you delayed accountant steve. It's your fault. You killed Alfred.

// no can do

𝐎𝐡.

// I'm killing alfred

( Sigh. ) That is what you said the last few times. You're old enough to make your decisions, Master Bruce, but you trust surprisingly easily for the Knight of Gotham.

Good. It'll be easier to trip you.

You'll be surprised to find that I do not care.

I've lost my cane. Oh, I can barely stand.

( Side eye. ) And that is exactly why I reiterate what I said.

I think I dislocated my hip in all this hullabaloo.

Can't believe kids these days. Harming a poor older fellow.

Stands up. Composes himself. “Thank you.”

HED STOP BITING IF HE WAS A HUMAN

Turn him BACK

Sigh.

Master Bruce is one of the most intelligent men in the country. He would not kiss hooligans and criminals.

BITE BITE BITE

AND HE GRABS RIGHT ON HIS FOOT. SCURRIES UP, BITES HIS LEG.

I expect you to not make any rash decisions or ill advised moves, Master Bruce.

And he'll bite the damn cat, too. He's from London, he probably has late set rabies somewhere in him.

Good. He can still bite him as a rat.

He's refused to eat his dinner today because he only wanted those blasted crisps, Master Bruce. I made salmon en papillote, and he wanted none of it.

Trades the gun for the coat rack and whacks him on the feet with it.

// But but BUT

( Clearing throat. ) Ahem. Moving on, much work to be done.

I said, you 'ear me? You try anythin' funny and you'll leave like a colander. You only get one warnin'.

And he cannot do any jumping nor flying without a well balanced diet, Master Bruce. It seems you've forgotten that we did this song and dance with you.

Lis'en 'ere. You step one foot inside the mansion, and I'll make sure you ain't walking out on 'em ever again. Ya 'ear me?

Keeps gun raised.