Today was the day. Dick was finally sixteen and after months of begging, Bruce agreed to teach him how to drive.
"Alright, Dick. Put your seat belt on." Bruce said as he strapped himself in. Dick happily followed the man's orders. "Start the engine and slowly put pressure on the pedal-" Dick slammed his foot down and the car went straight back then went speeding down the hill.
"Bruce, help I don't know what to do!" Dick had let go of the wheel and was now covering his eyes with his hands but kept his foot on the pedal. The car was driving in every direction. "Dick! Take the damn wheel!" Bruce grabbed onto the dashboard to stop his body from flying every which way.
Dick grabbed the wheel and mistakingly pulled the whole thing off! He shrieked and threw it out the window. "Where's Batman when you need him?!" Dick yelled and Bruce glared at him. Was he serious?
Alfred was setting up the table for dinner. He was walking over to the fridge when Bruce's car crashes threw the wall. He quickly ran to save the poor cooked turkey on the table. Bruce glared at a shocked Dick as they sat in the car that had trees and a park swing hanging from it, as well as it was completely ruined. "Dinners ready. We have turkey." Alfred said as he proudly held his saved turkey in his hands. Bruce and Dick glared at the elder.
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75 Things Everyone Loves About Dick Grayson
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