So this update came later than expected for a couple of reasons.

1) To put it simply, school is a bitch

2) If anyone watches the news, you'll know that there has been really bad flooding in the Houston area. It just so happens that I live in Houston. Don't worry, my neighborhood was hardly effected and I'm okay :)

And I suggest looking at my "Randomness" Book because I'll usually put little "updates" there as to why I can't update, or I just post random junk there. (I may or may not be putting some info about my next fanfic there soon. Who knows?)

But enough of that, here's your chapter!

Renegade perked his head up when he heard the door of the infirmary bay open. He was grateful someone was here to entertain him, even though he would never admit it. The boy had been so bored on his own, subjected to thinking of a whole new list of good comebacks and dirty jokes.

Though, much to his dismay, it had been Batman who had entered the room, rather than one of his teammates.

"Why are you here? You left me here alone for two days with no word as to what was happening. I could have died! My pet turtle could have died! Do you care that little about Shelly and I?"

The man seemingly raised an eyebrow under his cowl,"Pet turtle?"

"I mean... What? There's totally not a turtle in my bath tub... Okay, but honestly, is the name Shelly too much? Like, I was gonna name her doggo because ya know, I like dogs, but I decided to get a bit more creative."

"Where did you even find it?"

"In the sewers. I'm hoping it'll fight crime with me in a few weeks." The boy beamed,"I know he's supposed to have a rat sensei, but Wally is close enough to a rat, and I need him to teach Shelly how to be faster."

Batman shook his head in disapproval,"I did not come here to discuss a pet turtle. I want to take you somewhere. Are you able to walk?"

"Depends on where we're going."

"Please just answer the question."

Renegade sighed, then soon after, he practically threw himself off of the bed, groaning as his past injuries were put pressure on.

The Dark Knight was instantly at his side, holding him up by his shoulders,"What did you do that for?!"

"I needed to see if I was good enough to walk. So far, we have good news and bad news?"

Batman gave him a look, basically asking for clarification.

"The good news is, I think my legs work. The bad news, my legs are too lazy to work right now. You may have to carry me."

The man let go of the boy, letting him drop to the ground,"I guess we will just have to wait until you're fully healed."

"Wow! Okay, you got me! I lied! I can walk... But you're lame, ya know. Not even offering me a wheelchair or a ride to wherever you're taking me. Imagine, the Batman as my chauffeur!" The two began to walk out of the infirmary, Batman still keeping a hand on the ebony's shoulder to ensure that he didn't collapse,"Where are we even going?"

"We're going to the Batcave. You'll be a lot safer there until we can locate Deathstroke."

"Where am I gonna sleep?"The two stepped through the zeta tubes, the tubes announcing both Batman and Renegades departure.

Soon after, the same voice announced their arrival once they were successfully transported to the dark cave.

"Am I gonna live and sleep in this cave? What if I transform into a little bat?! Will I have Bat children?!" The teen gasped over-dramatically placing his hands over his crotch.

Their footsteps echoed off the walls as they stepped through the cave, Batman immediately allowing Renegade to situate himself on the comfortable chair located in front of the large computer screen.

"You're going to be staying with me, in my home." Batman averted his eyes away from the teen.

"In your home? Ah, jeez, don't tell me you live in some old wooden cabin deep in the woods. I am not becoming a character in a horror movie. Been there, done that!"Renegade then noticed that the chair he was on could swivel, using this to his entertainment,"Plus, how are you supposed to keep your identity like that? I doubt that suit is comfortable.

Next, Batman did something that Renegade would have never expected in a million years. He pulled off his cowl, revealing a clean-shaven strict face,"I no longer intend to keep my identity a secret from you."

"Holy Reveal Batman.... You're fucking Bruce Wayne! "The shock was highly obvious.

"Yes, that is correct."

He then remembered the vision from a few days ago. He knew Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne had paid for his parents funeral... Thats why Batman instantly recognized him... Renegade shook his head, forcing his thoughts away,"Yup, totally called it. Riddler so owes me fifty bucks.... Wait... I owe you like $1,000 for all I've stolen from you...You're not here to collect, are you? Cuz I wasted all of that on cinnamon rolls. What can I say? I have my bad habits, you have yours."

"You stole what?"

The younger one coughed,"I mean, what? Di-Did I say something? These injuries must be getting to my head! I think I need to rest some more."

"Renegade- No, Dick, I'm entrusting you with my identity to ensure your safety and survival. I hope that I have not made a mistake by doing so."

"What?! No! Of course not. I'm totally 100% reliable. Money back guaranteed within the first thirty days!" Renegade flashed a cheesy grin.

"Good."

Renegade suddenly threw his arms out, wincing slightly as he did so,"Hold up! Does this mean that I'm going to be living in Wayne Manor?"

"Yes, yes it does." Bruce simply nodded his head.

"You know, Bats, I've been a lot of things in my life. I've been a trapeze artist...," He began to count his list off on his fingers,"...an orphan, an apprentice, a thief, a murderer, a somewhat hero... you get the point! But never in my life have I been a spoiled rich kid! I am so ready!"

Bruce just sighed.

"Hold the phone! Does this mean that I have to call you Bruce?"

"When we are in the manor, yes."

"Bruce.... Bruuuce,"The boy said the word as if it were something from a foreign language,"Brrrrrruce. Brucccccccce."

"Please stop."

He shuddered,"Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne. Ewww. I like Batman better. Good thing you decided to take up that name as well."

Then a voice was heard behind them, startling Dick,"Master Bruce, I take it that this is the guest you aforementioned."

Dick swiveled around in his chair to see an thin elderly man dressed in a formal attire, with greying hair on his mustache and almost bald head.

"Yes, this is Richard Grayson. Or as he prefers, Dick."

"Welcome to Wayne Manor, Master Dick."

Renegade wanted to cringe at the mention of his first name, but he was honestly getting used to replying to it much to his dismay.

"Master?" He suddenly felt uncomfortable, his mind connecting the word with Deathstroke,"Lets just keep it at Dick. Even though Renegade is preferred."

The old man lifted an eyebrow,"How else will I show respect for you?"

Dick looked at Bruce for help, to no avail.

"Ugh.." He pouted

"Shall I show you to your bedroom? Or perhaps you would like a tour of the Manor beforehand?"

Bruce replied for the teen,"Dick is still recovering from his injuries due to his last encounter with Deathstroke. Perhaps, he should rest."

"Oh, of course, I shall show him to his room,"The man turned to Dick,"And what would you like to eat for breakfast?"

Dicks eyes widened,"You're going to feed me? Uh... Sorry, but I don't have enough money for that. I'm kind of broke. Okay, not kind of. I'm broke."

The old man smiled softly,"No money is required."

Dick looked at the two older men with a skeptical look,"Okay, what's the catch? Is this where you pull out the cameras yelling 'you've been pranked!'?"

"There is no catch, Dick. I just want to make sure that you're safe."

Dick gave the two men a look as if he was just told that pigs could fly.

"Sorry, but I still don't know your name."Dick turned to the old man.

"Oh dear, do excuse me for that. How rude of me. You may address me as Alfred Pennyworth."

"Eh, that's lame. How about Agent A?"

"Only if you allow me to called you Master Dick,"The boy made a face signaling his disagreement,"Until then, Alfred will suffice."

"Hmph, at least it's not as lame as the name Bruce. Honestly, who would name their kid that." The boy smirked at the other hero in the cave.

Batman looked down at him,"Whatever you say, Dick Grayson."

"YOU DIDN'T JUST-"

"-No arguing, gentleman. Now let's get you upstairs into something comfortable and give you something to eat."

Dick grumbled a bit, but obeyed nonetheless. He still couldn't quite believe what was occurring around him as he looked up at Bruce,"Did I slip into a coma? Did Deathstroke hurt me that bad? This can't be real."

He heard the two older males share a quiet laugh.

"Yup... It's a coma. I guess I better make the best of it."

"This is not a coma, Dick."

"That's something a figment of my imagination in a coma would totally say! Yup, conspiracy theory number four hundred two confirmed!"

A sigh was heard and then,"It truly will be nice to have a child in Manor once again...."

BC OF THE FLOODING IM MISSING SO MUCH SCHOOL.

YALL CAN EXPECT ANOTHER UPDATE VERY SOON

But beware

Angst is soon to come