Summary: He wasn't used to this, and he hated the way he actually felt guilty...this was all Drake`s fault!

Pairing: None

Warning: None

Rating:K

Characters: Damian, Dick, BB!Tim \

Extra notes: I Haven't really ever tried to write Damian so if I get his character a little wrong forgive me ~Knight

I do not own these characters nor making any type of profit from these stories.

He really didn't understand it, the way that everyone pried and cooed and laughed and smiled at the toddler, they saw him enough that they should be able to refrain their expressions around Tim, who had, just a week ago, had been de-aged into a toddle (incompetent!), by some magician breaking into a local museum for some magical relic.

He, Batman and Red Robin intercepted the man, it should`ve been easy but next thing he knew Red Robin pushed him out of the way, into a glass case (probably a plan of sabotage at first) before Tim had been hit with a weird light and when the man was subdued they returned with and Toddler instead of a older teen boy, what was worse is that Bruce had grounded Damian saying that Damian was being too cocky and had to learn to face all threats equally..Bla...bla...bla, It was Drake's fault if he couldn't keep from turning into an idiot child!

And the way everyone turned to liquid at the sight of the blue eyed baby was disgusting! He had expected Grayson to make such a fuss only because the man was a love hore but of all people he hadn't expected that Father or hell even Todd would crack a smile, damn traitors!

He himself had distanced himself from the toddler Tim all week, he didnt want to see the culprit for his grounding and if by some chance the the magician had placed some sort of fascination spell on the child as well then he refused to get pulled into the Teen boy`s clutches, he knew Tim was in that chubby face and bright round blue eyes watching with an utmost glee at how everyone fawned over him and he would not be held to their level.

Thankfully so, it was easy to stay away from Drake seeing as how Grayson always had him in his arms, or playing with Brown, who took pictured for evidence, and Todd who, when no one was looking, he`d pic up toddler Tim and smile at the kid who would would play with the white in the man`s raven hair.

Though today, Grayson and Pennyworth were in the kitchen working on dinner while Damian was in the large living room, sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa and a book in hand along with a pencil as he sketched Titus`s face in the bare column of the book's page when toddler Tim strolled in in an unsteady walk type trot, Titus lifted his head at the sight of the boy and Tim grinned, "Doggie!" he hurried over and wrapped his arms around the large dog, who's tail thudded on the ground lightly in a happy greeting.

Damian looked up and his shoulder's pressed into the sofa as if he suddenly wanted to disappear into the back of it at the sight of the tiny boy, who at then looked up and smiled at Damian, "Dami!"

"Tt," Damian growled, "as inadequate as usual Drake, it`s pronounced Damian, I only allow Grayson to call me that absurd nickname out of pity, and the fact he would be insufferable if I refused his childish behavior."

Tim crawled over to him and Damian scooted away but Tim didnt notice as he looked at the book, "Doggie." He pointed out the small sketch of Titus in the corner of the page and Damian rolled his eyes, closing the book with a loud snap, "Tt, Obviously."

Tim looked up at him, his expression quizzical as his mouth formed the sound, "Tt."

Damian raised an eyebrow, "Dont mock me Drake."

"Tt."

"You are insufferable in this state," Damian sighed, "at least when you were older you knew to stay away, when did that Zatara woman say you would get better?"

Tim only blinked at him before getting up and walking away to Damian`s relief before coming right back with a large book that the tiny body struggled to hold before plopping it down between them, Tim plopped down and opened the cover, looking at Damian, "Read?"

"To you?" Damian asked, snorting in disbelieve, "I think not, I have better things to do, Titus, lets walk."

Damian stood up, patting his thigh so the large dog jumped up and followed his young master out the front door and into the yard, walking a head to do dog business, Damian continued to walk till he felt something grab his hand. He pulled away quickly before he noticed Tim standing beside him smiling simply, "I come wit you." Tim stated with his child wisp.

"No."

"Tt." Tim giggled and Damian glared at him.

"Go bother Grayson, or Brown."

"Tt," Tim said, "but I wanna stay wit you."

"No, you are annoying and I dont have time for games," Damian snapped, "or more accurately I do have time but only because your actions lead to my grounding."

Tim gasped dramaticly, tiny hands going to his mouth, "Grounded...Tt." he said adding the small sound uncertainly.

"Go away Drake." Damian said with a finality that Tim didnt seem to hear as he followed the boy in a small trot, Damian looked over his shoulder to see the little boy hurrying after him and he stopped and spun on his heels and stuck out a hand limply, pushing when tim`s tiny forehead connected with his palm just lightly, it was just a small shove but Tim fell back onto his back side, his hands behind him, buried in the leaves and Damian watched as Tim registered what happened before he looked up at Damian and Damian was taken aback by the water in the boy`s bright blue eyes, and his quivering lip, "Dami...y-you pushed me...but-but-," Tim pushed himself up and hurried back to the house, his tiny cries no longer heard but Damian still winched.

Later, after Grayson had had a strict word with the ten year old at how not to hurt Tim, at all, they all had a silent dinner, Damian leaving earlier to head to his room and try to sleep but he couldnt, he kept seeing the child`s crying face, it wasnt the part that it was Drake, no, he`d make Drake cry and it would be an accomplishment, no it was the fact right now, Tim was a child.

Robin protected children and he knew that right now he was feeling...guilty.

Damian growled and rolled over, hands grabbing the sheets tighter, holding them to his chest as forced his eyes shut but he couldnt sleep. He wasn't used to this, and he hated the way he actually felt guilty...this was all Drake`s fault! He should care about a small insignificant child when he would return to normal son and never know, but after a few hours, Damian opened his eyes and sighed, sitting up and leaving the room before after a short search ended up at Tim`s door and opened it, pecking in before he walked in and closed the door, walking over to the chair at the beside and sitting in it rather loudly, he knew Tim was awake even before he reached and pulled the metal sting to the bedside lamp, a warm light filling their corner of the room.

"Dami?" Tim yawned, sitting up in the bed and rubbing his eyes with tiny fist, his hair a messy stream of black locks and Damian threw the heavy book onto the nightstand, the light shacking slightly, "If you wish, I will read this story, only if you promise two things."

"What" Tim asked, tilting his head a little, his hair slouching to the side a bit.

"One," Damian growled holding up a finger, "Never, ever, speak of this, two...f...for...ugh, forgiv-."

"O`tay." Tim said with a knowing smile.

Damian narrowed his eye s at the small boy before he smirked and grabbed the book, standing up as Tim scooted over, patting the seat next to him and letting Damian sit down on the large bed, the ten year old resting his back against the head board and pillows while the toddler wrapped his arm around Damian's closest arm , watching the boy open the book and red the title, "To Kill a Mockingbird?" Damian asked and Tim grinned brightly.

"Tt, ob-vi-ously." he pronounced, looking back to the pages as Damian continued to read.

"So," Dick asked as he leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping on his cup of tea, eyes on Damian as he ate his cereal silently, "did you learn a viable lesson yesterday."

"Trust no one in a small town." Damian muttered, he had read the whole book last night, Tim having stayed awake for the whole thing until the very end not that it mattered, the book had been interesting and he would have finished it even if the child had fallen asleep.

"What?" Dick asked with a frown.

"Nothing." Damian replied, "Grayson, what are you plans for this evening?"

"Oh, were going to the Zoo today, so dont worry, the kid`ll be out of your hair." Dick reassured and Damian bit the inside of his cheek before looking up, "I- I would like to...accompany you."

Dick paused in taking another drink before he looked at Damian who continued to eat his cereal, not noticing Dick`s smirk but both of them looked up when the kitchen door was pushed open and a tall teen boy walked in, hand on his head, moaning softly, "coffee...need coffee."

"Timmy!" Dick exclaimed happily and Damian sighed mentally much to his own annoyance.

"Dick," Tim growled, "Noise, morning...coffee."

"Right!" Dick nodded before hurrying away as Tim sat at the kitchen island across from Damian who raised and eyebrow at him, "So...you are normal again."

"Tt, Obviously." Tim muttered before pausing.

A/N: these are just a few little idea`s or prompts that I really want to write, theres is really no normal update time, or how many chapters I will put up at a time so be prepared there could be a few chapters at a time, anyway...if you really have any preferences, pairings and or situations you`d want me to type up, dont be shy, I`ll write pretty much anything, also, tell me what you think, these stories are alo to get better writing and characterization, so please review and tell me what you think :)

-Knight