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As you wish, young master. [He picks up the little boy and carries him to the kitchen. Sitting him down on a chair, he turned towards the stainless steel freezer].

All the ice cream! [Bounces in front of him. Then he’s lifting both arms up at Alfred, eyes wide.] Up!

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Would you like some ice cream, young master?

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[Batgirl 17]

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clarrrk

you’re always ready for a booty call, aren’t you

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Nightwing #141

Bruce: I guess someone else is working late.

Alfred: Hence the prefix “night” prior to “wing” and “bat” prior to “man,” both resulting in a preferred working atmosphere whereby there is an absence of sun, consciousness and enlightenment.

Never change, Alfred. Never change.

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The Batman, Strange New World, 4.06

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Father's Day, Part Three

Dear Alfred,

Sorry I didn’t get you anything much.  I ordered a gift for you, but apparently they’re having some trouble shipping it over.

I can’t really tell you how much you mean to me.  You’re like a grandfather, a father, and a friend all rolled into one.  You’ve handled all the grief I’ve given you like a champ and… I couldn’t ask for anyone better in my life.

Happy Father’s Day, Alfred.  I love you!

~Dick

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Alfred, as you well know that I've been incredibly fortunate to not only have had one incredible father but two in my lifetime. The care, love and compassion you have to the orphaned boy has allowed me to become the man I am today. There's nothing I can do to properly thank you or reward you but I certainly hope what I have planned will suffice.

Alfred was actually speechless for the moment, unsure what to say to Bruce's statement, until his official/butler senses had kicked in.

"I thank you, Master Bruce, but it isn't necessary. I serve the Wayne family because it is an honor--," he pauses for a moment, he knows that although his professional-ness is on the stake, Bruce is his like his son. "Nothing more is needed than hearing you speak those words."

It truly touched Alfred and he was doing his best not to show his tears.

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Thank you, Miss Stephanie. It is an honor to be working with you all.

And happy Father’s Day to you, too, Alfred! We love you! <3

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I must say, that Bentley was well worth the scare of thinking Master Bruce was my personal chef.

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Oh dear, I've been asked to create a queue.

The only problem is that I do not queue, I get to things in a timely and efficient manner and am quite the professional multi-tasker.

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your accent is dumb. go back to ireland or wherever.

Alfred had opened the door to allow for the dripping wet grey faced stranger to come in during the pouring rain, but after having heard the insult he generously smiled as the door slammed shut as the person was about to step inside. 

"Oops, I do apologize, sir. The door simply slipped out of my hand. Allow for me to get your nose examined and get you into a change of clothes. Please, follow me."

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Alfred had no doubt that his master had things under control, giving Creeper a small smile he nodded, "I am sure my Master will be back shortly without problems and your son is safe as well, sir." Turning to Zatanna once more, he squeezed the woman's hand and nodded, "as you wish, miss."

Eden Corps, Zatanna & Gotham

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Faceclaim: Sean Connery