Tim had always been praised for how smart he was. After all, he managed to discover Bruce and Robin's identities at the age of 9 just by watching their movements. Tim genuinely is a great detective, everyone knows that, he does too.

Tim was the brain of the Bat-Family, the one who was known to be brilliant.

But, something happened. A new hero came into the team. Someone who was as smart as he was. Someone talked too much about that new person. Way too much. Now, every time there was a difficult enigma, they wouldn't ask him anymore. They would ask that new hero.

Tim was feeling insulted. How dare them ask for a newbie instead of him ? Yes, that other vigilante was very smart—he would never admit it out loud—but he had more experience, and he was way smarter !

“Hey. Hey. Hey !” Tim almost shouted as he rushed inside the Batcave when he saw what was happening. The newbie was programming weird stuff on the supercomputer and even tinkered with the machine. “You idiot—stop that !”

He immediately ran at the computer. Tim put a hand on the backrest of the chair, and he looked straight at the screen. He would never let that arrogant new vigilante break everything.

“What the hell are you doing ?! You don't know anything about technology. Stop. And let me repair your mess.” Tim couldn't imagine that the newbie actually knew how to deal with technology. He was sure that he was the only genius here.