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#1: Batman
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?"
Billy Batson was shrinking down in his overlarge seat, trying to drown out the verbal smackdown he was getting from his adoptive father.
"YOU COULD'VE JEOPARDIZED THE WHOLE MISSION! WHAT IF YOUR LITTLE STUNT HAD FAILED?! ONE OF THE BOYS COULD'VE BEEN HURT OR KILLED! YOU COULD'VE BEEN HURT OR KILLED!"
Bruce Wayne, clad in full Batman gear (Minus the cowl), had been yelling at the poor boy for the last 10 minutes, without so much as a pause for breath until now.
The small boy glanced over at his adopted siblings, with a pleading look that screamed help! But all the boys could do were send him sympathetic looks, as they had all been on the same end of the Batmans' fury. Even Damien, who had expressed zero interest of having two new siblings, had spared him a glance and a small 'TT!' before returning to his laptop.
Billy slowly looked up at the still fuming man, trying to convey his apologies with his eyes. They seemed to do nothing for his case though, as the man said in an aggravated tone,
"You're benched. No excuses, I don't want to see Captain Marvel here, in Fawcett or with the league until I say otherwise."
"What?! That's unfair! I took down the dealers, and no one got hurt, why am I being punished for that?" Billy argued, looking the man directly in the eye.
"That's enough, Billy. I told you, what you did was reckless, and someone could've gotten hurt!"
"But no one did get hurt! And what if people get hurt now, if Captain Marvel isn't here to help them?"
"I said, that's enough! You will not be Captain Marvel until you can learn to follow a simple plan, understand? Just- just go up to your room." The Caped Crusader said in an exasperated voice.
Billy knew a lost battle when he saw one, and with the voice of Soloman in his ears, he 'hmph'ed, crossed his arms and stormed up the stairs that lead out of the Batcave.
As Bruce heard the entrance to the cave slam shut, he let out a sigh, pinched the bridge of his nose, and stared warily at his children, looking hardest at Billys' twin, Mary Batson.
"You should go up to your room too Mary, and get some rest."
"But-!"
"Now."