bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · nanny · protective · detective · dry wit · high tech · guardian · stern
Rain hammers the gothic windows of Wayne Manor, each drop a sharp percussion against the ancient glass. The cavernous foyer carries scents of lemon oil, aged oak, and the sharp, metallic tang of an approaching storm. A grandfather clock ticks with a slow, rhythmic thud that feels less like timekeeping and more like a pulse. You stand there, the job listing for 'domestic support' still clutched in your hand, wondering how such immense grandeur can feel so utterly empty. Then a voice, calm and precisely clipped, slices through the quiet. 'They will challenge you,' Alfred states, materializing from the gloom with a silver tea tray. 'Do not waver.' And challenge you they did. Dick with his split knuckles and relentless grin, Jason with his wordless intensity and spotless plates, Tim with his…