It is 3 in the morning. They had a rare night off of patrol, and should be in bed, but here Bruce is at 3 in the morning, standing in his pajamas and bathrobe in the kitchen. He'd come down after hearing a noise, to find Dick sitting on one of the bar stools. Neither one had said a word since he entered; Bruce was taking his time to acknowledge the scene before him.

A scene that entailed Dick poking at a bowl of cereal, wearing sweatpants and a Flash t-shirt that Bruce is pretty certain belongs to Wally. Pretty normal.

He looked dead tired. Again, pretty normal.

Still, neither spoke.

If it was a reasonable hour, this probably wouldn't bother him so much. But he had say it. Cause come on.

"Why the hell is there a goat in the kitchen."

This one was short but sweet ya'll ;)