Hello, and welcome to my new story! This story won't be updated as often because it is holiday themed! If you don't celebrate holidays that others and I do, then take your sass and put it in your pocket, everyone is entitled to their own opinion.. but you do not have to say it. Thanks! This takes place during the Christmas holidays, so ho ho ho lets go! (Oh God, my own words are making me cringe)

Bruce's POV

"BRUCE!"

"Father!"

"Bruce, c'mon!"

My chest was suddenly crushed and all my breath came out in and oof. I groggily opened my eyes, and saw Tim sitting on my lower chest.

"Good, God… Tim what is the matter?" He hopped off of me and I saw that there was another boy standing next to my bedside and an young adult stood next to him, practically bouncing up and down,

"Bruuuuuce, get out of bed! It's Christmas!" Dick walked toward me, away from a standing Damian.

Closing my eyes, I rolled out of bed and threw my robe on. Do these boys never rest?

"Master Bruce, you're up! I told the boys to wait until at least eight to wake you up." I heard Alfred's voice come from the kitchen. I was still tired, but then I smelled whatever he was cooking and immediately perked up.

We all ate Alfred's delicious breakfast and the boys hurried over to the tree, buzzing with excitement. I took a seat in the main chair and watched Dick, Tim and Damian look for presents with their names on it. I had spent hours each day looking around for the perfect presents for my boys, wanting to get them stuff they would use, not just stuff they would through away the next week.

"Bruce, why are there presents with Jason's name on them?" Tim asked with a confused look on his face.

I stuttered for a moment before Alfred saw my desperation," Perhaps Master Bruce believed that Jason would show up. It's nothing to worry about, how about we start opening the presents?"

They nodded and grabbed presents with their names on them, and pulled them toward their spots.

Alfred likes for each boy to open up a present one at a time and for it all to go orderly, but usually the boys get so excited they just tear into the presents before Alfred can stop them. Ever since the topic of Jason came up I was pretty somber, but I didn't want to worry the other boys on Christmas.

It's an unspoken rule that we don't get any presents to do with our other side of life, the Batman side of life. But, I had made an exception and got each of the boys new weapons suited to their old ones.

Alfred rolled his eyes when the boys opened their presents and got weaponry, and opened his mouth to say something but caught my eyes and closed his mouth. Tim had gotten me a mug that he made with a 3D and it said 'World's Best Bat-Dad' and we all decided that I couldn't use it unless I was in the confines of my home, for identity reasons. Damian went and found a freaking alligator head and cleaned it and wrapped it for me.

"Erm, Damian… What is this?" I asked as I unwrapped a deattacthed alligator head that my young son had killed.

He proudly smiled," I killed the alligator and cut off his head for you! It would look good on the mantlte." I looked toward Alfred and he slowly shook his head as if it was my fault that Damian is like this.

"Thank you Damian, it means a lot." I smiled kindly and set the head down next to me. Dick came over and handed me a watch that had the word Tătic (Father) engraved on the inside of it.

"It was my father's." He said, with an embarresed smile on his face.

As I turned it over in my hands I felt the smooth metal, smooth from years of use. Dick's family was from Romania and frequently spoke it and from the look on his face, this meant a lot to him.

Standing up I wrapped my eldest son in my arms and whispered,"Vă mulțumesc, Richard." (Thank you, Richard.)

We had all pitched in for Alfred's present and we were all excited to give it to him.

"So, Alfred, our present for you isn't a normal present." I looked at the boys and then back at him. "We wanted to show how thankful we were to have you and decided to make you dinner. Instead of you making us dinner, we wanted to let you be the one being served today." Alfred smiled and pulled us all in for a group hug.

We were all still embracing when the door flung open and a figure walked in. We stood shell-shocked as Jason walked in with a Santa hat on his head.

"Sup bitches! Did you start Christmas without me?"

Sorry about the short chapter, I have been traveling around and visiting my family and I barely had time to open up my computer and write. I won't be updating any of my stories over the break (I don't think so) so I will see you all in the new year. Buh-bye and Merry Christmas!