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Dick Grayson is like a porcelain vase, teetering at the edge of a table. He's just waiting for someone to give him one last push. Except they don't, they pull him back. And it isn't the bats.
Dickie makes some new friends, and THEN the waynes realize how awful he's had it.
AND
The bats find Dicks diary, and are mildly horrified to say the least. (He's been writing scary poems)
'Bruce would never forgive him. Not like he forgave Jason. And Tim? He could never be as smart as Tim, as reliable as Tim, he would never be adopted faster than the flip of a switch.
He could never talk to Bruce the way Steph did, never talk to Batman the way Steph did. Never be so unbothered and flippant, so secure in himself.
He could never be like Cass, someone the Bruce actually relied on, more than that, actually listened to, and trusted. It had been so long since Bruce had listened to him.
And, what had haunted him forever, plagued him like a poison he hated to admit. He could never be Bruce's son. '