A/N This story is set in my version of the Batman Beyond Universe, a take on Nightwing that I started with my story TO THE FUTURE. Although this can technically be called a sequal to that fic, it really isn't a true sequal. I do recommend reading To the Future first, just to get an idea of the universe I am expanding on, though, as i drop little hints and things that alude to that fic. anyway, enjoy!
Jason Todd Grayson woke up with a yawn. The ten year old redhead flipped out of bed and raced down the stairs to see what was on the menu today for breakfast. His orange skinned, red haired mother smiled at him and motioned to the heaping pile of waffles on a plate.
"Good morning, Jason. I have prepaired the waffles for you today. Wait for Jimmy please before eating."
"Awe mom!" the boy pouted, before tuning in to the TV, where Jon Jordan, the news reporter in Bludhaven, was announcing something about Nightwing.
"Hey Mom Dad's on TV again! So Schway! And HAHA Jimmy's MISSING IT!"
Starfire sighed and shook her head. Good news, bad news, her sons envied and idolized their father for making any kind of news, even if it was the news that his bounty had increased by another hundred grand.
Looking again, she couldn't help but smile at the playback of her husband taking down Mega Moth, Killer Moth's grandson, last night by the docks. Her smile grew deeper as she watched his movements, still fluid after all these years. Of course, thanks to Ras Al Ghul, age would never become a hindrance to him.
"Jimmy Gordon Grayson your waffles are not going to eat themselves! Dick are you coming?" she called through the intercom. There was an answering grumble from Nightwing, and an energetic "Coming Mom!" from her raven-haired son, who soon came down the stares in his Static pajamas.
Jason scoffed at him and sneered
"I can't believe you wear Virgil on your pjs still. Those clothes are too small!"
"Now, Jay, what have I told you about making fun of your brother's taste in hero pajamas?" Dick asked sleepily, coming down the stairs and giving Starfire a kiss before continuing, "Virgil is still schway from what I understand. Don't diss him. However, Jay is kinda right, Jimmy, your Static pjs are getting too small. After breakfast I'll see if I can find my old Superman Pajamas ok? They even have a cape!"
"All RIGHT! Mega Mega Schway, Dad!" his son said excitedly, bouncing up and down on his chair.
Dick laughed, then stole some pancake off Jason's plate, sticking his tongue out playfully when his son glared daggers at him, and tried to punch him.
"Nnnnope!" he laughed, stealing another piece, "You gotta be quicker than that, Bluejay!"
His red-haired son tried three more times to block his attacks, and finally succeeded in countering the next two assaults. Dick and he shared a laugh before the former boy wonder noticed he had been double-teamed. While he had been stealing Jason's food, Jimmy had stolen HIS.
"Touché, Flamebird 5, Touché. All right you twips, let's eat so we can kick this Saturday in the butt!"
"Yeah!" the two chirped, high-fiving each other.
"Dad, are we done being grounded yet?" Jimmy asked, fidgeting.
"Yeah I wanna go on patrol with you tonight!" Jason whined.
Nightwing sighed heavily,
"Stowing away in the Nightbird is no laughing matter, you two. Batman was glaring daggers at me the entire mission because you guys tagged along again! I know he isn't Bruce, but the Batglare is the Batglare, and it wasn't fun. I know you helped when it mattered, and I am greatful, as is your uncle J'onn. But unfortunately, your punishment is still in effect. That was a League class mission, and you guys were out of yours."
"Awe MAaaaaaaaaan!" the two pouted.
Their downed spirits were lightened when Dick pulled out a remote and pressed a button, changing the channel to the Kennel Screen. "I did promise you that we would get a pet today, didn't I? So cheer up, and get shopping!"
The twin terrors scramnbled and fought for the remote, and Dick was hugged by Starfire, who pecked him on the cheek
"Dick Grayson, you've gone soft. I remember the old days, such insubordination would warrant excessive grounding from the heroing, if I recall."
The former Titan Leader chuckled, lounging in the couch cushions and putting his arms behind his head lazily,
"Ah, yes. As I recall, I did do much of 'the grounding' in my time as leader. Lucky for our twips, they are far from being Titan material. Maybe it is time I give them more room to fly." He stared into the distance while Star played with his raven hair.
"It's what I needed after all."
