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[Sep. 19th, 2004|11:21 pm] |
Bruce walks quietly past the room where Alfred and Dr. Thompkins are talking. He has a backpack full of clothes and books, as well as Teddy. Mite follows behind him. He is being quiet because he does not want Alfred to see him and think he is running away. He would never run away, but he does want to go back to the strange place with Snow White and the angel and Raph.
As he passes the door, he can hear Alfred talking. "Master Bruce has been behaving quite strangely of late. I'm not sure whether to worry."
Dr. Thompkins answers him seriously. "What has he been doing?"
"Talking to himself. He has asked me for dishes of fruit on a regular basis, to feed something he calls Mite."
Dr. Thompkins sounds a little worried, but not much. "It's not unknown for children who have experience trauma to create protector figures that only they can see. It'll go away with time. Is he doing anything else?"
Bruce thinks Dr. Thompkins and Alfred are wrong, because Mite is real. He doesn't know why they don't believe him.
"No, though he has developed an unhealthy interest in the fighting arts. He asked if I would sign him up for karate lessons."
"That sounds perfectly normal for an eight year-old..."
Bruce ignores the rest of the conversation and keeps sneaking along. Soon he is at the door that will take him away. He opens it and steps through. |
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