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The Dark knight sped into the bat-cave with his youngest two partners in crime. They had a simple mission, take down the Riddler and his henchmen. It was suppose to be a quick take out but Robin was shooting negative comments towards Red Robin the entire time, throwing his concentration off.

"Wow Drake, seems like you lacked the endurance to keep up with us tonight." Damian teased the slightly older vigilante.

"Shut it demon brat!" Timmy shot back. He was clenching his fist at his sides. Holding back the action of hitting the younger one.

Damian could see that he was getting under Tim's skin. "I'm just stating the obvious Drake. Maybe father should give up on you being with us and tell you to quit."

"I said shut it!"

Bruce sighed. It wasn't even a minute after they got out of the vehicle and they had to start bickering. Their arguments have progressed a lot in the last week. Bruce hoped that it was just a small phase and it would be done and over for but boy was he wrong. Damian was relentless when it came to torturing Timothy, who just couldn't seem to let things go and move on.

Slipping off his cowl he rubbed his face only to take his hand away to see his sons engaging in physical combat.

Tim pivoted out of the way of Damian's kicks. He clipped the younger Wayne in the jaw with his left fist and then grabbed his head, bringing it down to meet his knee. Damian stumbled back holding his nose, there was a small amount of blood. Glaring he held up his fist ready for Tim's next attack.

Red Robin strode up to him, balling up his right fist and cocked it back. Damian ducked the punch and went straight for a kidney shot. Bruce had about enough and stepped between them, more liked pushed them away from each other.

"Enough, both of you."

"Drake started it father!" Damian pointed his finger.

"Oh please you little shit! Bruce knows it was you!" Tim rolled his eyes.

Bruce looked between the two. They were still glaring at each other. "You know what. No patrol duties-" Bruce started.

"Ha! Drake in your face!"

"for the both of you." he finished.

"What?" Damian said out of shock while Tim was out of disbelief. The demon child with out patrol duties?

"You two never get along so until further notice you two aren't to do any vigilante work." Bruce continued to take off his suit until his pants and boots were left. "You two are brothers, you're suppose to love each other. You don't have to like each other every waking minute of your lives but always love one another, something both of you lack." Bruce looked towards Damian. "Before 'he isn't my blood brother' or 'he doesn't deserve it' comes out of your mouth, you both carry the last name Wayne. I'm a father towards both of you."

Bruce left the conversation at that and went up the stairs to get ready for bed. That's when Alfred came down. "Strip out of your costumes boys. I have a feeling they will be collection a bit of dust."

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