3 3. Spending time
It's been a year since Alex was born in the Wayne family and he had a blissful life while living here. He had a caring mother, father and a brother.
He vowed to his heart that he will make sure that nothing untoward happens to them.
Currently, he was moving around on his two small little legs. he wanted survey the whole house himself. He had started to walk when he was just 8 months old because of his powers slowly unlocking and now, he could fully walk around without wobbling or losing balance.
He also looked really cute because Martha usually dressed him jumpers that really matched well with his blonde hair and light green eyes.
His blonde hair were from his Maternal Grandmother's side because her hair were also blonde and had green eyes. So he had fine blonde hair and light green eyes that gave off a blue tint sometimes.
Alex would always have someone supervising over him. Martha also never lets him out of her vision for a second but today, he did it.
Today, he got his chance and finally decided to escape her supervision and roam around the mansion to look at different things.
This was the first time that he was having a sightseeing tour of the whole mansion and he didn't want to waste his chance.
After roaming around for a while, he tried to find his way back to the room but he couldn't remember where to go.
So he opted to shout and get the most competent person's attention. "Afled! Afled!". Alex couldn't speak complex words with his vocal chords yet but he still made do with what he had.
"Master Alexander, you called?" Alfred questioned while he quickly appeared before Alex.
"Mmhmm, I can't find my loom". He messed up the last word but Alfred understood immediately.
"Come with me, Master Alexander. Although, you shouldn't be out here. Madam will be mad if she found you without supervision". Alfred chided when he heard Alex's words and just guided him towards his room.
"When will Bluce come back?" Alex asked, he was bored and wanted to watch some cartoons on the Tv and maybe even play with his brother.
His growing power and nature made it so that he couldn't sit still and he could only get that urge out by playing tag with Bruce when he came back from school.
He just got back to his room and laid down on his bed and started watching some looney tunes on the TV.
No matter, how many times he watches these. He never gets tired and would spend most of his time watching this. It was the best time pass for him and it also helped that they were his favourite.
He wasn't into those boring reality shows that were quite popular these days and liked watch these cartoon more. They bought him amusement and happiness.
The show ended and he heard the footsteps coming towards his room. "Good afternoon Alex, I am back". Bruce barged into the room without even changing and greeted Alex.
Alex smiled, he got off the bed and started walking towards Bruce with an eager expression. "Hey big blothel, I ashed fol a chocolate. Did you bling one fol me?" Alex asked while he got his hand out in front of him. He just couldn't pronounce the word R for some reason.
He was always embarrassed whenever he would speak but he just couldn't hold himself back. He sometimes thought of just learning the british accent from Alfred.
At least, he won't have to speak his Rs in a sentence and would save him a lot of hassle. "Come on, Take it out fol me". Alex asked because he wanted to take it before someone could intervene.
"Master Bruce, you should change your clothes and freshen up before meeting with your brother". Alfred quickly caught up and advised Bruce strictly.
"Also, Master Alexander, Madam has strictly forbidden you from eating chocolate". Alfred admonished Alex softly with a smile like a Grandfather to his Grandson.
"I am going to complain to mom". Alex said and bolted off to his mother to resolve this injustice.
Martha liked to enjoy some tea on the balcony at this time everyday. She liked the feeling of peace while she slowly drank her tea.
Alex barged into her peaceful little life and quickly climbed up her lap and sat on her legs. "Mom, it's not fail. Bluce bought a chocolate and is eating it alone". Alex decided to pit his brother. He couldn't really blame Alfred for that matter and smiled slyly.
"Bruce!" Martha got up from her seat fully angry and ready to reprimand the daylights out of him.
Martha took Alex in her arms and quickly walked towards Bruce's room while Alex was enjoying thinking about Bruce's misery.
"Bruce, how many times have I told you to not eat chocolate without permission". Martha said with a menacing gaze and scrutinised Bruce. She had literally bursted into the room.
"B-but-" Bruce tried to argue at the injustice.
"No talking back". Martha was enraged and didn't even listen to Bruce's words. she started to give him a long lecture.
Bruce looked at Alex with an angry expression. He knew that it was Alex's doing because he didn't get his chocolate.
Alex was rolling and laughing uproariously inside of himself. This was one of his favourite past times. He was enjoying himself a lot while looking Bruce's sulking face.
"Mom, Alex also broke Dad's expensive vase the other day". Bruce thought of a way to get his brother into trouble as well. He wasn't the only one going to suffer through this.
Alex looked at Bruce with a betrayed expression and his eyes bulged in his sockets. "You come here as well, Mr Alexander Wayne". Alex meekly put his head down and sat down beside Bruce to listen to the lecture.
These small little things helped him bond better with his family and He loved them greatly. He liked spending his time with them.
Bruce would sometimes pick Alex up on his shoulders and they would roam around and play on the bed.
Alex was a teenager in mentality but his Child like body made it so that he felt really good when he was lifted really high.
Finally, the lecture finished after a full hour. Alex and Bruce's ears were hurting by the time Martha was willing to calm down.
Their Father had also returned back home early but he just opted himself out of this pandemonium. He wasn't willing to face this great demon. Even if it was for his sons.
