Chasing after robins

An: An offshoot of the dreaming of u's ficlet.

Also why do i have a feeling the title seemed to come from another stories? Oh well.

Dont owe the characters. Dc does.

Prologue:

" Well?" Dick demanded eagerly as soon as Batman open the door of the tumbler.

Batman allow a minute to feel betrayed as he look at his kids. Dick was wearing a Superman tshirt over his robin costume. Jason was wearing a flash mask over his face. Damian was comfortaly wrap with a green lantern blanket and for some reason tim was wearing a tiara and a wig.

"I said no!" He growl ignoring the sudden eruption of shouts and complains from his kids.

The robins chattered at him and between themselves as they lag behind him while making their way from the cave to the kitchen. Somehow in between the two places the five boys change from their uniform to their civvies.

"Why not Bruce?!" Jason demanded with both hands flat on the table. He broke the silence that perpetuated the kitchen that happens in mutual agreement as soon as they came in and after Alfred serve them their midnight snacks.

Jason had this way of lifting his chin that reminds alfred of bruce.

"Stubborn," Alfred thought as he swallowed a smile.

Bruce growled on his cup of milk. "I don't trust them." With that he carry his cup and left for his bed.

"Alfred we will clean the kitchen after we are done so why dont you go to bed early?" Dick offer the butler a smile.

Alfred nodded and he turn away from the chewing and grumbling that is goin on.

Damian who was yawning, might have stop yawning then and there if his brothers mention how cute he is while doing so. Gone is the usual pug face of scorn instead his sleepy blue eyes are suddenly emphasize by this thick black lashes. Jason was trying to push the youngest from leaning on his shoulder. Jason was very vocal in his irritation.

Tim was muttering by himself while furiously writing the pros and cons of having batman joined the justice league on a piece of paper.

"Guys guys!" Dick jumped up and down to catch their attention. Damian rub his eyes and glare at Dick.

"I have an idea." He motion them to huddle closer and the boys comply.

After two weeks...

Dick and damian are giggling and hugging their respective backpack with pride. Although the color varies - dick have the blue one, damian have the orange- the cool robin design were similar. Dick was prancing about while damian rub his cheek on the bag.

Tim who was sitting on the table ignore the two while he carefully put a checkmark on his packing list the things he carefully put on his futuristic looking, military grade backpack.

Jason had retie his burlap sack for the fifth time before he routinely smack tim's back with his bag and giggling occassionally. Tim remain oblivious.

On an unknown signal the four stop and gather in a circle. They look at each other.

"For papa!" Dick said as he stretch his hand forward.

"For robins!" Jason added as he lay a hand on top of Dick's.

"For justice league!" Tim piped in.

"For a new sword!" Damian added.

"..." The three oldest look temporarily confuse before they give a what the hell shrug.

They synchronize their watches and happily, scornfully, thoughtfully and grimly went their way for their mission.