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The plan was genius. According to the B-List Villain Robin couldn't remember the name of.
Tim tought it was… well, a good idea on paper. But the villain lacked the basics of cloning.
"And with the clones of Wayne family, no one can stop in Gotham!" Yeah, the villain was B-list at best and wanted to use Wayne-clones in order to get access to stuff, at least that's what he gathered from listening half heartedly.
"You know, the clones would age faster if you used another substance for the nutrition. And Kryptonite is a bit of a dangerous and expensive power source, a solar panel powered by kryptonite would need less kryptonite so less radiation and would be cheaper" Tim chimed in without being able to hold himself back.
Him and Bruce were tied up, waiting for Wing to come and rescue them since you know- cicivlain Timmy and Brucie weren't known for their fighting skills.
"What?" Their kidnapper and Bruce asked at the same time. "Your notes on the wall" Tim answered, pointing at the wall covered with plans for the cloning process. "It could be a lot more optimised and efficient if you change power source, nutrients and a couple of the gene copying mechanics" The Kidnapper (he decided to call him Nappy) walked over to the plans on the wall and pointed at the paper with the plans for his electricity source. "You mean this?" Tim nodded.
"Pure kryptonite has too much radiation and would cause you to get caught quickly, endanger your life and way too expensive. If you use solar panels on a kryptonite you would get the double energy from just 200 gram than a one kilogram kryptonite. It would drop the radiation so you wouldn't get cancer or something and won't get detected as fast" Tim went on on how he could connect the system and what kind of fluid would be best to start the generator.
Nappy started to write it down, fixing the wrong formulas he had while Bruce gave Tim the look.
Why was his son so good at cloning?
"What did you say about the initial gen carriers?" Nappy asked again, running over to the part on the wall with the notes he needed. "Oh right, so if you replace the…"
Was this a crash course at cloning?
"Tim?" Bruce interrupted the… lesson. "Why do you know this much about cloning?" Tim turned his head at Bruce and shrugged. "You know, my best friend who was my situationship kind of died and I coped a bit… well, unhealthy"
"You mean… Konner?" Bruce sighed, he had to talk to Clark about this.
"Yeah"
Nappy's smile dropped, "sorry for your loss kid, did you at least… manage to bring him back?"
Tim shrugged, "well kinda… it wasn't much use without the memories and I didn't have his brain for a memory transfer so you know, I gave up after attempt 150 or something."
Bruce noted himself that he should ask Dinah to teach Tim some healthier coping mechanisms. That didn't include cloning or world domination or anything in that sorts.
"What do you think about my incubator?" Nappy pointed at the plans for it. Tim tilted his head. "It's a good start but if you want all the Waynes cloned, you would need more efficient ones to save money and time." Tim went on with what parts could be replaced with what to speed up the process and what substances would give more accurate results.
Before Bruce started to make contingency plans for his sons cloning tendencies, Nightwing dropped onto the back of the Kidnapper.
"Do not worry civilians, for I am here to save you!" Dick used an over the top British accent. Tim's eyes widened, "hey! I was talking to him!" Nappy grunted, "yeah! He was telling me how to minimise wrongly cloned cells!"
Nightwing looked at Nappy, then at Tim, then at the wall and then at Bruce and handcuffed Nappy. "I am confiscating all this" he used his hand to point over the wall. Tim shrugged, "I will visit you in prison, sir"
The kidnapper smiled, "thanks, Wayne, for the help" Dick looked scandalised as he pushed the Kidnapper towards the exit door. "No- just- no-"
Bruce freed his hands quickly, watching Tim copy the action. "We will talk about this, Robin"
Tim stood up from his chair, "about talking to my kidnappers, cloning or teaching my kidnappers how to clone people?"
Bruce sighed, "all of them…"