A/N - Dick is 8 years old in this chapter, italics indicate security footage

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As odd as it may sound, some of the Wayne Enterprises employees who looked forward the most to visits from Richard Grayson had never actually met him.

The kid had a way of making a dull job a lot more entertaining; such was the case for the guys who kept an eye on the security footage that cameras gathered on a daily basis. At the Wayne Enterprise Building, there were 4 guys per shift, given 12 monitors each to watch, every screen split into quarters, each quarter a different frame.

Able to zoom in on any camera frame, the highlight of the job was watching the Grayson kid whenever Wayne brought him to work. He proved to be undeniably cute, or ridiculously funny. Most of the time, both.

The examples were endless.

Wayne and the kid walked up to the entry door, which was a rotating glass one. When Wayne had gotten through the door and was in the main lobby, the door didn't stop, but started rotating very fast. The Grayson kid was still inside, running and making it spin at a rapid pace.

Wayne turned around and watch the spinning door with a small, dark blur inside. Crossing his arms, he watched for about 10 seconds before calling the kid's name. (with there being no audio, the security footage guys had become very good at lip reading).

A moment later Grayson exited the rotating door; dizzy, he stumbled a bit, laughing. Wayne bent down on one knee to be eye level with the kid; he started straightening out the 8 year old's sloppy tie, and smoothing down the dark windswept hair.

Wayne and his kid were in an elevator, the latter making a fuss of his tie, and the cuffs of his suit. When his whining produced no results, he simply crossed his arms and pouted as his guardian answered a phone call.

Leaning against the wall, Grayson looked pitifully bored. He then reached into his pocket and took out...a small pocket knife. Unfolding the blade, he began idly flipping it in the air then catching it.

Still on the phone, Wayne visibly sighed, then caught the knife when it was in the air; folding the blade into itself again, he put it in his own pocket.

They finally reached their floor, where several people got on as they exited the elevator. It was a moment after that when Dick Grayson was suddenly holding the pocketknife again, and slipped it into his own pocket.

The security footage guys had to replay the clip 7 times to pinpoint the actual moment of pickpocketing.

Wayne's office obviously didn't have security cameras in it (at least, not linked to the mainframe security cameras), but the large, long room outside of his office did, where the employees worked at their desks, there was a waiting lounge, and in the back, a large whiteboard for outlining projects, or to help for any reason in seeing the 'big picture'.

When the floor emptied out due to the employees taking lunch, this became Richard Grayson's playground.

Not a moment after the last secretary left, the Grayson kid burst out of Wayne's office, running as he pushed a rolling office chair. As he reached top speed, he jumped onto it, riding it all the way until he hit the wall of the other side of the room. He went back and forth like this for several minutes, but switched from riding on the chair, to doing handsprings down the length of the room.

When the billionaire walked out of his office, the kid flung himself into a somersault towards him; Wayne caught him effortlessly. Giggling, the 8 year old apparently found this funny. What the kid found even funnier was when he was hanging upside down a moment later, with Wayne holding his ankles as they went back into his office.

Wayne Enterprises operates a 24-hour work force, except for the 100th floor, which is where Wayne's office is located, and is the smallest floor in the whole building. The employees there usually left before Bruce Wayne did, leaving the place quiet and empty. Other than to make sure there were no unauthorized entries, it wasn't a high priority to keep an eye on the security footage there past 6 pm. Unless...

It was the end of the work day for those on the 100th floor, and for the past 30 minutes Richard Grayson had gone in and out of Wayne's office at least 15 times, more indecisive than a dog on whether he wanted inside or out. He said goodbye to the last secretary to leave as he ran back into his guardian's office again.

The next time he came out, Wayne, who was on the phone, followed him. The 8 year old ran to the huge glass window, pressing his hands and face against it as he looked at the city around and below him. Leaving smudges behind, he moved away from the window and towards the huge white board.

Grabbing a chair to stand on, he set it in front of the white board, climbed on top of it, then took a dry-erase marker. He began creating a picture on the white, dry-erase canvas.

The kid had to keep climbing down and moving the chair left and right as he added to his picture. It wasn't really clear what it was, with the kid, chair, and Wayne all obstructing the view that the camera provided.

Eventually, he had drawn all he could on the bottom, left, and right, and was jumping to try and reach higher for the top part of his picture. Still on the phone, Wayne walked over and picked Grayson up, allowing the kid to reach the section of the white board that he hadn't been able to. Pointing left or right, Wayne moved that way as ordered, holding the 8 year old in one arm, and holding the phone to his ear with the other hand.

When Grayson finally wanted set down, him and Wayne both stepped back to look at the picture.

Scribbles? Not hardly. More like detailed, and flawless.

There was an elegant mermaid sitting on large rocks, the sea around her and a pirate ship in the distance. Her bare back to the viewer, she had windswept hair, and one arm extended towards the ship longingly.

Wayne ended his phone call, then raised his phone to take a picture.

Even with crappy image quality, it was obvious to the security footage guys that the billionaire was impressed as hell.

Sitting on a secretary's desk, Richard Grayson had his tie tied around the top of his forehead like a bandana, had kicked his shoes off, and was showing 3 employees his prowess at magic tricks. He had just made a 20 dollar bill disappear when Wayne exited his office, handing a secretary a folder as he caught sight of the 8 year old.

Said 8 year old became very sulky at obviously being caught. Avoiding eye contact, he started making a house of cards as Wayne walked up to him.

The house of cards fell as Wayne started putting Grayson's shoes back on, but the kid just started making it again. It collapsed again as Wayne untied the tie, and properly put it back on the child, who still didn't look directly at him. The house of cards fell once more as Wayne gave the 20 dollar bill back to one of the secretaries.

Wayne was outside of his office, talking to one of the secretaries with Grayson standing beside him. Suddenly noticing something, the kid bent down, and started tying his undone shoelace.

Wayne continued talking to the secretary for another 4 minutes, while Grayson stayed on the ground, still trying to fix his shoelace. He suddenly pulled up on one end, and...

The whole shoelace came out of the shoe. The kid looked at his lace-less shoe, then the shoe-string in his hand. He gave it a look of disgust.

Standing up, the 8 year old tugged on Wayne's sleeve. When Wayne looked down, the kid held the shoelace up in a silent request for help. Holding back a laugh, the billionaire took the shoelace and knelt down; in 20 seconds, he had the shoe re-laced and tied in a perfect knot.

With Wayne in a meeting, Grayson had left his office, and gone to sit on one of the comfy chairs by the window. Scrunching up in it, he looked out the glass, not moving, for almost an hour. It was quite uncharacteristic of the kid.

Employees were starting to leave, and the meeting had ended when Wayne came out of his office. Looking around, he found the kid in the chair, still in the same, curled up position. Crouching down to eye level, the guardian rested a hand on top of the 8 year old's head for a moment.

And then proceeded to pick up the 8 year old, who was completely asleep. With young Grayson's head resting on Wayne's shoulder, he held the sleeping boy in one arm, while waving goodbye to the remaining employees.

Sorry for any errors, but I'm seeing double right now

So this story was never supposed to be multi-chaptered, but whatever :)

Each chapter will be different from the other, like different POV, age range of Dick, etc. Hope ya like it XD

Shoutout to XxRailtracerxX, who I got real kick out of - I'm so surprised and flattered that you tried jokes and stuff from the Wally's and Dick's Text Messages fic at work, I really enjoyed hearing about it, lol. Thanks, and booyah ;)

Oh, and in reply to several more reviewers from the Text Messages fic:

scribbled. ink : Yes, it was most definitely an SPN pun, West Collins XD cant believe you picked up on that! super impressed :) your review totally made me lol, glad you liked the fic.

KAT of fanfiction: Oh the pain, haha. Actually, what happened is I saw the Hamlet quote on a tshirt, and it said it was a different line for 'No!'; I looked it up to make sure it was accurate, and it wasn't. So then I searched for the number of the Hamlet line that actually went 'No!', which was the one I put in the story. But the website I went to must have had it wrong. Sorry to have mislead you :) but the fact that you looked it up just cracks me up. Your whole review did, actually, it's hilarious, so thanks for that ;D

Man I'd kill for some chinese food right now. Panda Express. Mm.

This Authors note is way too long and frankly I'm tired of hearing myself think, so peace out guys