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Wednesday

(Hi guys, thank you for reading my story. This part is about how I imagine a normal day for the Wayne family. Enjoy your day!)

Bruce's pov
Gotham, Wayne Manor 6 am

I got up and had a quick shower. I talked with Clark as I got dressed and we went down together to have breakfast. He also brought down Jonathan because he was already aweak. Dick was already sitting at the table waiting for us and talking to Alfred.

"Morning. Dad, could you please pick me up half an hour sooner than usual?" Dick asked as I sat down next to him.
"Sure, no problem. Why? Don't you have gym class until 4 pm?"
"Yes, but our teacher has a dentist appointment and has to leave at 3 pm. We talked about going to the cinema with Clare, Ron, Kori and Kara tonight. May I go please?" he asked using his puppy eyes which didn't make an affect on me anymore, but I let him go.
"If all your homework is ready you can go"
"Yes! Thank you! I'll see you in the car!" he said as he rushed upstairs to brush his teeth and to bring down his bag.
"What will you do today?" Clark asked as he took a sip of his coffee.
"An owner of a small confectionery asked me to visit him because he needs help and wants to talk to me in person" I said as I stood up, drank the rest of his coffee (I took his mug from his hand) and got into the car with Jonathan and Dick.

I dropped Dick off in front of his school and then drove to the pastry shop. It was difficult to find an empty parking lot due to rush hour traffic, so I had to wait about half an hour before I finally found one.

I went into the pastry shop and looked around carefully. It was a nice retro confectionery, but it was very small and the people can't sit down anywhere. There were only three tables for twenty people. Now I knew what the owner needed help with.

I stood at the end of the line with the sleeping Jonathan in my arms. The line moved slowly as there was only one server behind the counter.

More and more people recognized me and some even took pictures, but none of them came to me. Probably because of Jonathan.

Finally I came in line and approached the counter. I saw that the server recognized me immediately, but didn't say anything.

"Morning, I would like to speak to the owner" as if the atmosphere in the cafe had suddenly become tense.
"Yes, Mr Wayne. Please, follow me" he said and let me behind the counter. We went through a door and went upstairs on thin steps until we arrived to another door. "We're here. You can come in, but I have to go back to work" he said and he left me in front of the door.

I knocked and waited for a few moments before the door opened. A short little man stood in front of me and invited me inside. The room was an office, but it was very small. There was only one desk with two chairs.

I was finally able to put Jonathan down, he was getting heavy. The little man sat in front of me, behind his desk. He seemed kind and energetic. He's been talking to me since I entered. Maybe he could be around fifty years old.

"I am very grateful that you came, Mr Wayne" he said smiling and I smiled back.
"The pleasure is mine. Your patisserie is quiet popular as I saw"
"It is sir, but I don't have enough space for the customers. I talked to my neighbor who wants to sell his building, but he only wants to sell it to a big company"
"That's why you need me" he nodded and I started to think about the options. "As you know, I'm not the Wayne Enterprises owner anymore, but I can help you. I'll talk to your neighbor and buy the building"
"And how much should I pay to you?" he asked a little worried.
"Well, you have two options. You can pay back everything with 2 percent interest. You can also pay in installments. Or you can join in to my enterprise and you don't have to pay back anything. You'll have to pay the ten percent of the profit every month" I said, letting him think before answering.
"If I join your company, could it be 5 percent?" he asked, but I couldn't say yes to him.
"I'm sorry, but this is my general contract condition"
"I can't pay that much money. I have three children" he said and I made another offer to him.
"You know I have lot of restaurants too and they're always looking for pastry shops for their desserts. I could recommend your patisserie to a couple of quite elegant restaurants, which would double your profits if you took it on"
"I accept your conditions, Mr Wayne" he jumped up from his chair and came to me to shake hands.
"Alright, I'll send my lawyer with the contracts on Monday, if that's okay" I asked while he was still holding my hand.
"It's perfect. I'll pack some dessert to you if you don't mind"
"I'd ask for it if you didn't offer it" I said smiling as he rushed out to pack me dessert.

I spent the whole afternoon with paperwork and phonecalls. I missed my directors who took care of such things, except they betrayed me.

I got home at eleven o'clock, had lunch with Jonathan, and then slept until 2 o'clock. Since then I've been working while trying to entertain Jonathan as well. Clark got home around five o'clock as always and took care of Jonathan.

"How much did you sleep?" he asked while I was trying to find something in a contract.
"Enough"
"And how did the pastry shop go?"
"Better than I expected, but I have to go now. I'll tell you everything at the morning" I stood up and place a kiss to his lips before I went on patrol.

Gotham, Wayne Manor 2 am

I just had got home and laid down next to Clark. He pulled me closer to himself and hugged me tightly. I didn't say anything, even when Clark started kissing my neck. I had a very long night. Poison Ivy and Penguin broke out from Arkham and I had to catch them.

Clark's arms were already on my waist and grabbed the edge of my boxer. I wanted him and I didn't. I could barely move because of Penguin's henchmen.

"Clark, I'd rather sleep tonight" I put my hand gently on his arms, stopping him from going further.
"Alright, then good night, Bruce" he said as he gave me a last kiss to my neck.
"Good night" I whispered back and we fell asleep together.