This is the first time I've ever written a fanfic so please be kind.
In This story Tim I imagine Tim to be around 15-16 and Brett is around 2. There was no earthquake (I'm not sure when this happened in the comic) no Brentwood (again don't know) and no death of Bruce Wayne (ditto). My bat family, while still putting the fun dysfunctional, are still more nice and happy, more family like.
Also I don't think this will end up as slash I planned it as more of a friendship story, but I can change that if enough people ask for it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Brett Drake. All happenings in this story are purely from the imagination of the author.
Dangers in Babysitting
By: Vision
"But dad."
"No buts Tim." Jack Drake tells his son as he straightens his dinner jacket in front of a mirror.
"Your telling me there's no one else."
"No one else Tim. Now stop whining."
"But I already made plans."
"So bring him with you."
"Dad, would you want to bring your baby brother with you to go hang out with your friends?"
"You need to spend more time with him."
'Talk about the pot calling the kettle black'. Sigh. "I love spending time with him, but."
"Are you and your friends going to be doing anything illegal?" Jack now is glaring at Tim.
"No of course not, but."
"What are your plans?"
Sigh. "Just some movie watching and pizza."
"That's wonderful. Just don't let him eat to much or watch anything to scary." Dana said as she handed a squirming Brett to Tim. "Are you ready to go dear?"
"Been ready."
"Dad."
"No more whining Tim, he's going with you and that's final. Lets go Dana were already late." 'And there they rush out the door to make it to the party or opera or whatever it is this time' Tim thought cynically.
Giggle. Tim looked down at his little brother smiling up at him. "It's not that I don't love ya little guy, but I can't show you to any of the guys at Happy Harbor. They can't know anything more about me then necessary, or the bat will have my hide. So how 'bout I call them then I order in pizza and we watch your Nemo DVD? That sound good to you?" Giggle. "I thought you might like that idea."
Tim walks through the living room and drops Brett in front of the t.v and turns in on to some cartoons before heading to his room in search in his YJ communicator. Unfortunately he is unable to find it even after ten minutes of tarrying his room apart.
He walks downstairs where Brett is still watching cartoons. Tim gives a sigh and decides to gather up Brett and something's for him and head out to Happy Harbor before the others get there and destroy the place and he'd end up having to clean it. With another sigh he packs a backpack with a few essentials for Brett, grabs Brett and heads out to the Red Bird, and speeding on there way to Happy Harbor, Brett squealing the entire way.
YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*Y J*YJ
At Happy Harbor
Vroom. Squeal. "Liked the ride Brett?" Tim grins as he unbuckles a laughing Brett. He picks him up and walks toward his room quarters inside Happy Harbor. At the door he punches in his code and enters his room. He drops the backpack on the floor and places Brett next to it.
"Sorry for leaving you hear kiddo but I got to make sure your not seen, o.k?"
Giggle.
"I knew you'd see things my way. Just let me leave a note for the rest, don't want them messing up the place, or Kon trying to get his 'Special Files' off my computer again do we." Tim smiles and ruffles his brothers' dark hair before leaving to go write the note.
Brett looks around the room curiously, he sees the open closet and something shiny within. "Ooo." Brett coo's as he goes for a closer look. It's one of his brothers' uniforms with a utility belt on it. Brett tugged and tugged at the uniform fell down on him. With a giggle he threw it off him and looked at it closer. With his little fingers picked it up. 'Timmy wears this and he gets to do whatever he wants, if I wear it will I get to do what I want?' Brett wondered. With a little nod he decided to put it on, but could only succeed on putting the shirt, mask and belt. Brett looked at himself in the mirror, 'I look good' Brett giggled as he waved his arms over his head.
"Are you sure it was a good idea to come here early?"
"Of course it is Imp, I thought of it."
'Voices' Brett thought. 'I can show them my new look and then they'll have to give me cookies cause I look like Timmy, and Timmy gets whatever he wants'. With a smile Brett wandered out of hi brothers and headed toward the voices.
TBC.
In This story Tim I imagine Tim to be around 15-16 and Brett is around 2. There was no earthquake (I'm not sure when this happened in the comic) no Brentwood (again don't know) and no death of Bruce Wayne (ditto). My bat family, while still putting the fun dysfunctional, are still more nice and happy, more family like.
Also I don't think this will end up as slash I planned it as more of a friendship story, but I can change that if enough people ask for it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Brett Drake. All happenings in this story are purely from the imagination of the author.
Dangers in Babysitting
By: Vision
"But dad."
"No buts Tim." Jack Drake tells his son as he straightens his dinner jacket in front of a mirror.
"Your telling me there's no one else."
"No one else Tim. Now stop whining."
"But I already made plans."
"So bring him with you."
"Dad, would you want to bring your baby brother with you to go hang out with your friends?"
"You need to spend more time with him."
'Talk about the pot calling the kettle black'. Sigh. "I love spending time with him, but."
"Are you and your friends going to be doing anything illegal?" Jack now is glaring at Tim.
"No of course not, but."
"What are your plans?"
Sigh. "Just some movie watching and pizza."
"That's wonderful. Just don't let him eat to much or watch anything to scary." Dana said as she handed a squirming Brett to Tim. "Are you ready to go dear?"
"Been ready."
"Dad."
"No more whining Tim, he's going with you and that's final. Lets go Dana were already late." 'And there they rush out the door to make it to the party or opera or whatever it is this time' Tim thought cynically.
Giggle. Tim looked down at his little brother smiling up at him. "It's not that I don't love ya little guy, but I can't show you to any of the guys at Happy Harbor. They can't know anything more about me then necessary, or the bat will have my hide. So how 'bout I call them then I order in pizza and we watch your Nemo DVD? That sound good to you?" Giggle. "I thought you might like that idea."
Tim walks through the living room and drops Brett in front of the t.v and turns in on to some cartoons before heading to his room in search in his YJ communicator. Unfortunately he is unable to find it even after ten minutes of tarrying his room apart.
He walks downstairs where Brett is still watching cartoons. Tim gives a sigh and decides to gather up Brett and something's for him and head out to Happy Harbor before the others get there and destroy the place and he'd end up having to clean it. With another sigh he packs a backpack with a few essentials for Brett, grabs Brett and heads out to the Red Bird, and speeding on there way to Happy Harbor, Brett squealing the entire way.
YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*YJ*Y J*YJ
At Happy Harbor
Vroom. Squeal. "Liked the ride Brett?" Tim grins as he unbuckles a laughing Brett. He picks him up and walks toward his room quarters inside Happy Harbor. At the door he punches in his code and enters his room. He drops the backpack on the floor and places Brett next to it.
"Sorry for leaving you hear kiddo but I got to make sure your not seen, o.k?"
Giggle.
"I knew you'd see things my way. Just let me leave a note for the rest, don't want them messing up the place, or Kon trying to get his 'Special Files' off my computer again do we." Tim smiles and ruffles his brothers' dark hair before leaving to go write the note.
Brett looks around the room curiously, he sees the open closet and something shiny within. "Ooo." Brett coo's as he goes for a closer look. It's one of his brothers' uniforms with a utility belt on it. Brett tugged and tugged at the uniform fell down on him. With a giggle he threw it off him and looked at it closer. With his little fingers picked it up. 'Timmy wears this and he gets to do whatever he wants, if I wear it will I get to do what I want?' Brett wondered. With a little nod he decided to put it on, but could only succeed on putting the shirt, mask and belt. Brett looked at himself in the mirror, 'I look good' Brett giggled as he waved his arms over his head.
"Are you sure it was a good idea to come here early?"
"Of course it is Imp, I thought of it."
'Voices' Brett thought. 'I can show them my new look and then they'll have to give me cookies cause I look like Timmy, and Timmy gets whatever he wants'. With a smile Brett wandered out of hi brothers and headed toward the voices.
TBC.
