Bruce chuckled as you told him to be careful while he was helping you fix an antique pocket watch you had bought. You had a huge antique collection, and he took you antique shopping again a few hours ago. You bought a plethora of things; most noteable, a beautiful pocket watch. Only, it didn't work; you knew that before buying it, but it was so beautiful you had to at least try to fix it!

"I'm Bаtman, kiddo, you know I can fix a watch!" yeah, he was Bаtman. But if he accidentally further broke it, you'd kick his ass! Who needs heroes when you could have an antique watch?

You cautiously watched him as he screwed a small nail in, "Kiddo, we've done this a thousand times. I know how to do this by now," he claimed. And true that might be, you still didn't trust him.

Watching this was the most stressful thing you'd ever done, you thought, watching as he adjusted a gear.

"Almost done..." he said, and thank Gd for that! You were about to get gray hairs watching this. Note to yourself, never ask Bruce for help again. Much less stressful to do it yourself.