Alfred Pennyworth

"Just... go ask them. I promise you, nothing bad will come out of it. I think it'll be quite educational. "

[Her face went red and she struggled to not fall into a fit of laughter] "Y-yes, Alfred. That is precisely what it means. It only sounds wrong because you aren't used to using those words normally. You should definitely tell Mr. Wayne when you see him."

"Oh no no no. This phrase is not as bad as other phrases and 'new aged slang' that is out there. Matter of fact... ask the people who you reside with or work for what skibidi and sigma means..." Monique has no idea what can of worms she's about to open. All she knows is,

"Again it's more like a modern slang. You know how us younger folk are coming up with new phrases. N-Not that you're old or anything, Mr. Alfred. Just I know there is a bit of a generational barrier with the language you probably grew up with."

"Yeaaahh. Yeah. That is not the worst of it, unfortunately. The modern times are... weird. Very, very, weird."

[She bites her lip to stop herself from bursting into laughter] "Mmmmhmmmmm." [She nodded] "Yeah you call shorter people 'Bottoms' and for the taller people those are naturally called 'Tops' because they loom over the top of you for example."

"Okay, I need you to pay good attention to my words...So the term smash is referring to being attracted to something or someone. Like an agreement. Basically like saying 'Yes, I find this person attractive and would enthusiastically pursue romantic or physical interest.'"

"It's ummmm... someone who is shorter than the person who is saying it. Yeah. It's like a slang term the younger people use these days."

"Not you, Alfred. You're exempt."

"Oh hey look! A bottom!" [Points at the Reader]

She's sighing softly. To flat out tell him what this means will most likely get her into trouble. Yet, she feels like he needs to know. "Okay. So, I might get scolded for this. But you deserve to know so if you hear the phrase again, you're not confused."

"I could tell you the truth... but I think being oblivious is the best choice."

Anyone who disrespects the Condiment King will be hot sauced. That is a promise.

“I really don’t think you want to know what that phrase means.”

❝ I don’t want to 𝒉urt him, I want to 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 him.. big difference. There’s things worse than death. I’ll let you figure that out by yourself. ❞ Punchline rose from the chair and tilted her head slightly with a sadistic grin across her lips , her eyes lit up at the

it's too early to wake up .