Sometimes, the kids would latch onto Bruce and make him pretend to look for them
The idea is to push at their dad's physical limits (Damian calls it "training the Batman to be able to support his allies' weight in times of necessity" while everyone else just calls it "playing with our dad until he taps out and admits he can't handle how big we've gotten")
It's an awful game â on Bruce's part, mostly. Most of the children are taller or heavier than him. He's too old to be lugging around so much weight up and down the stairs. And most importantly: it looks silly
But it is rewarding to hear them teal with laughter â if only for a moment, his children are as young and innocent as his heart wants them to be
So no, he will keep playing along, even if people sometimes look at him like he's insane
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Bruce: Alfred, have you seen my eldest children?
Alfred, looking at Cass and Dick currently latched on Bruce's legs: Well don't look at me, sir. They're your children. You should really take care of where you put them down
Bruce: They're big people! Where could they possibly have gone?
[starts to waddle away while Cass and Dick snicker, still clutching on his legs]
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Bruce: Where are my robins?
Clark, about to point at the very obvious robin-shaped lumps under his cape: Batman, you do know-
Bruce: I lend my robins to you for one mission. One, Kal. The idea of borrowing is that there should be a promise of return.
[Tim sneezes. Damian stars violently shushing him. Bruce is still running the game]
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Diana, fondly: You really need to just throw down the towel. This game is going on for too long to be cute
Bruce:
Bruce, earnestly: It's... not just a game, Diana.
Bruce: They're all growing up so fast. They're all so wonderful and I'm so proud of them, of course, but it breaks my heart to see how big they've gotten. I just want to still be able to carry them around, even if I know they're trying to annoy me into tapping out. I want to show that no matter how big they get, they'll always be my babies and I'll carry them whenever and however they need me to
Diana, smiling: Of course, my friend
Bruce: Good
Bruce, with a teary-eyed 6"7 Jason currently koala bear'd onto his back: Now check behind this couch to see if Jason fell through the cracks
