Parent teacher conference

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Bruce sat at his desk at Wayne Enterprise back tense, fingers tapping anxiously. It wasn't everyday that the great Bruce Wayne was scared out of his mind, but it also wasn't everyday that you got a call once a year without fail. It sent shivers down his spine just thinking about it. He'd quite honestly fight a hundred Jokers then answer the call...the call asking him to attend the parent teacher conferences.

Suddenly, the phone rang sounding louder then usually in the silent room. Reluctantly Bruce picked up the phone clearing his throat before speaking "Bruce Wayne speaking" there was a beat of silence before a tense clearly stressed voice answered "Mr. Wayne, I am calling on behalf of your son's teachers. They have asked me to reiterate the urgency of your attendance at these meetings. I will be sure to send the information to your inbox if that is acceptable." Bruce despite knowing she couldn't see him nodded before saying politely "Yes, yes that is fine and of course ill be there" Bruce traced the grain of the wood as he waited "We'll be seeing you on the 5th. Nice speaking to you" she replied curtly before hanging up.


Bruce barely placed his phone on the table before his head hit the table with a loud groan. 'It can't be as bad as Dicks. It can't be as bad as Dicks' he mumbled to himself like a mantra as he prayed to any and every god in existence that this wish would be true...but somehow deep inside him he knew it could never be.

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The next day Bruce bucked up the courage to open the email. He skimmed read everything till he came to the order of the meetings.

Tim Drake 17:30 Mrs Green Rm 105
Jason Todd 17:55 Mr Plumb Rm 50
Damian Wayne 18:10 Mrs Turner Rm 9

Bruce sighed; it was going to be a long night. Then he noticed a little note at the bottom of the email which made Bruce want to scream bloody murder or cry himself to sleep either was acceptable at this moment in time. It read:

'Please note that that none of the boys mentioned above are expected to attend the meetings stated'

Bruce knew how to read between the lines, and he knew they meant the boys were not to attend the meetings at all. Not that Bruce would do that to himself these meetings where stressful enough without the stress of having three boys running around an empty school doing who knows what. The only thing left to do was to convince Alfred to attend with him and he had three days left to do it. Easy peasy really.

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Three hours before the meetings Bruce had no choice but to call up his eldest son and really getting him to agree was a lot harder then he originally thought. "B you cant be serious? You really called me out of an important meeting for this?" Bruce at least had it in him to look sheepish "Dick please I need you to go with me and keep your brothers from being expelled it is your job after all"  Dick just shot him a glare "For Wayne enterprise? yes it is which is where I should be now. For parent teacher conferences that's your job, your the parent not me"  Bruce knew Dick was right and begging was below him "I know Dick but your just better at it then me. I don't know how ill survive this without my partner in crime by my side" to Bruce's surprise Dicks glare strengthened "Your only begging me now because Alfred said no" If anyone asked Bruce defiantly didn't blush "Only cause I knew you wouldn't want to go" Bruce tried, Dick hummed unconvinced "Mmhm I'm sure that's the case" Bruce sighed "Weren't you the one that told the boys you where invested in there education?" Dick spoke voice full of exasperation as he replied "Yeah helping with homework and helping them study for tests not come face to face with teachers at a conference"  Bruce sighed "Please Dick, ill do anything" Dick's frown lessened "I heard that the Chicago Wayne sector was having some trouble" Bruce sighed he should of known a father son drinking vacation, "Yes" Bruce said slowly "We should probably take a trip up there, make sure everything is okay" Dick nodded with a smile "Good, so what time is the meetings?" Bruce answered easily "five thirty is the first" Dick looked at the watch on his wrist the one Bruce presented him as a birthday present on his seventeenth he hasn't taken it off since "An hour?! Really?" Bruce just nodded causing Dick to sigh "Alright well we better getting going if we want to get through the traffic and be on time" 

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Bruce and Dick were getting out the car at Gotham Academy when Dick spoke "Have you noticed that these meetings are ordered in terms of severity? obviously Tim will be in the least trouble, Jason just his regular...ish rebellion and Damian might of stabbed someone" Bruce paled "Yeah, I did which is why your here with me" Dick smiled clearly in a better mood then before knocked a reassuring shoulder against his. "I'm sure it'll be fine...probably, You have your cheque book with you right?" Bruce nodded not looking convinced "Yes, ill be happy if we come out of here with only a dent in the bank" Dick couldn't help but agree he knew how his brothers could be and it was rarely a pretty outcome. Neither Bruce or Dick could help but feel like they where walking to there death. 


Hey guys, 
I hope you like this. I must admit it isn't anywhere near my best work but I wanted to get something out after being away for so long. so here is this...thing? Anyway ill get the second part out at some point. I also want to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy new year if I don't see you before then. Stay safe guys during this trying time. I'm here if any of you need to talk.

-D 


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