The Family of Bats (DRABBLES)

Hobbies

Richard sighed as he looked back down at his broken leg.

He needed to do something!

But what?

"Perhaps you should get a hobby, Master Richard." Alfred suggested.

Dick looked startled.

Did he say that out loud?

"Yes, you did, Master Richard." Alfred said, pouring him a glass of tea.

"What kind of hobby though?" Dick asked.

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"Alfred, I think I messed up." Richard held up a pair on knitting needles and a bunch of tangled up yarn.

"How did you- you know what, I don't want to know." Alfred took the yarn.

They both decided that knitting wasn't for Richard.

~~~~~

"OH MY GOSH! GET THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER!!!" Richard screamed.

Alfred did and soon the fire was out.

"How did you catch a sewing machine on fire?" Alfred asked in much disbelief.

"I don't know. Oh look! The spool of thread survived!" Richard smiled, holding up an untouched spool of neon green thread.

Alfred knew he shouldn't have let Dick keep that.

But he didn't care at the moment.

~~~~~

"Alfred, look at my new hobby! Drawing!" Richard smiled proudly, handing Alfred a paper.

Alfred looked at it before smiling, "It's great, Master Richard!"

Damian however came in and took the paper.

"What is this?" Damian asked.

"A tree!" Dick smiled widely.

"Grayson, this is a brown line with green circles around it." Damian said.

"Yes! A tree!" Dick smiled and nodded.

"...Is that a smiley face on the stick?" Damian asked.

"Yep!" Richard laughed and clapped his hands.

Needless to say, he was not going to be an artist.

~~~~~

"How about this?" Dick handed Alfred a camera.

Alfred looked through all the pictures.

All of them were blurry but had some interesting colors in them.

"Uhm...you should keep trying." Alfred said, handing the camera back to Richard.

~~~~~

Richard came to Alfred yet again, holding out a needle, embroidery floss, and cross stitch fabric.

The needle and thread was in a big bunch.

"I don't get it." Richard said before he left the room on his crutches.

~~~~~

"What are you doing?" Alfred asked, looking at the dirt on the floor.

"Gardening!" Richard smiled brightly while watering the plants.

To be fair, no one told him he didn't need to water the plants every hour.

He killed 5 plants in 12 hours.

~~~~~

Richard sniffled as he finished burring his 5 plants.

"I didn't mean to!" Dick cried again.

"We know." Bruce put a hand on his shoulder. "No one blames you."

"But I killed them!" Richard cried.

"Hey, look at it this way, they don't have to deal with being eaten by any of Damian's pets." Tim said.

Richard burst out crying again, "But I killed Louis, Kevin, Sesame, Rave, and Sleek!"

"Oh my gosh- he named them." Bruce said.

"Nope. Not dealing with his crying. Hey, Dickhead! Here, it's called scrapbooking. Figure it out!" Jason pushed a scrapbook into Dick's arms.

"W-W-Why do you h-h-have a s-s-scrapb-book?" Dick sniffled.

"Stephanie gave it to me as a gag gift." Jason said.

"B-But it's y-yours." Richard said, trying to hand the scrapbook back.

"NO! It's yours now!" Jason refused to have the monstrosity back.

Richard nodded and held the scrapbook close.

~~~~~

"Guys! Guys! Guys! Do you like this?" Dick came in smiling like his old self again.

He plopped the scrapbook onto the table so everyone could see.

There were a few pictures on the page along with neatly placed trim and glittered dolphins.

All in all, it was very pretty.

"Of course, his best hobby would be scrapbooking!" Jason laughed loudly.

"Isn't that the gag gift I gave you?" Steph asked.

"He needed it more than I did!" Jason said.

Everyone was just glad that Dick was smiling again.

And if anyone noticed that no plants were in the Wayne Manor anymore, they never asked Alfred.