2 WEEKS EARLIER:
Bruce Wayne clamped his eyes shut as the sunlight poured into his master bedroom, one of many in the Wayne Manor. Bruce's steward and loyal butler Alfred Pennyworth pulled down the silk curtains that hung on Bruce's window and launched them into a basket full of dirty clothes before hauling Bruce's Egyptian cotton bed sheets off his bed, leaving him cold and cranky.
"Alfred! It's 3am in the morning!" Bruce snapped, attempting to cover himself in his quilt. "I am well aware of the time master Bruce" Alfred responded. The old man threw Bruce's covers on the floor a second time, this time making certain that Bruce couldn't get them back. "if you know what the time is then why are you waking me up?" Bruce asked furiously.
"Because master Bruce, if your going to start public school you need to practice waking up early" Alfred explained.
"At 3am?!".
"Now is a good time as any".
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After half an hour of Alfred persuading Bruce to get up he had given in to Alfred's demands.
Bruce spiked up his jet black hair which gave it a messy/cute vibe to it. Bruce threw on a blue hoodie, jeans and a pair of sneakers. Bruce had insisted on wearing a peach T-shirt so he could flex his muscles wherever he went, even though he knew he wasn't going to attract any female attention at this hour, but he was prevented as Alfred warned him of how cold it was going to be outside.
The Pair left Wayne Manor dead on 3:30, Alfred and Bruce wandered down the streets of Gotham City overseeing the gloomy torn down houses. The sky was a dark shade of crimson and the pavements were cracked and chipped on the surface. The pair walked passed the Ace Chemical factory and headed towards Gotham High School.
"This is the school?" Bruce asked, Alfred nodding in a response.
Bruce kept analysing the exterior of the school until he heard a scream nearby. Bruce stared intently at his surroundings and noticed a woman yelping in horror as a man leant over her with a steak knife in his hand. "Leave her alone!" Bruce yelled as he dashed over to assist the young woman.
"Master Bruce wait!" Alfred shrieked.
As soon as Bruce was on the scene he attempted to defend the woman by disarming the thug from his knife. Once he had done so he delivered a well aimed punch to the mans chest, sending him straight to the floor. Once the thug managed to get to his feet he dashed off fearing for his life.
"thank you so much" the woman said while rising to her feet. Bruce was about to respond but he noticed a small boy standing behind the woman. "is that your son?" Bruce asked, the little boys eyes gazed intently into Bruce's, he seemed so relieved.
"Yes, I didn't want that thug knowing he was here" the Woman said.
"that's completely understandable. May I ask, what were you doing wandering the streets at 3am?"
"Were practising waking up early for junior school".
Bruce smiled, shook hands with the child and walked back towards Alfred. "Look before you say anything I had to..."
"Well done Master Bruce, your parents would be very proud of you" Alfred said, he knew he'd been hard on Bruce but it was because he cared about his educational welfare.
"Thanks Alfred, that means a lot"
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Once the pair had returned to Wayne Manor Alfred had tidied up and regained some sleep. Bruce however was struggling with regaining his tiredness so he started on a new project.
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