Title: the great pretend
By: janahjean
Synopsis: no beta. No slash. Brotherhood fluff. 4th story contribution for the batman fandom
An: dc owns the characters
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Bruce took one look at his well groomed son in his house party and promptly decided to go to bed. He feel a headache coming. Jason dress in an all white dapper suit looks good and the scary part is, he is smiling. Party as a general rule leave jason scowling and glowering and hissing at the farthest darkest corner of the room and clutching a crowbar. Something is up and Bruce wanted no part of it.
With his hair gelled, jason put off ages which was ...heh, funny considering it was reverse for the rest of the kids when they brush their hair up and gel. Anyway, jason was cursing a mile a minute under his breathe as his brothers beside him were giggling at his predicament.
The three other boys have ganged up on him earlier as soon as theyre done making a list of things he should do in this party. They had him corner and they had been shrieking about operation- great pretend.
"How lovely that you guys are trolls!" Jason sneer with a british accent and he pose with his nose on air.
Dick laugh at Jason's pretentiousness. He drag jason on the stage and shamelessly signal the host on the side.
"Father." Damian was smirking at his dad whom he cornered before the older guy could make a clean get away in the kitchen then the batcave.
Tim grab both Bruce and damian's hand and pull them closer to the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemennnn..." Dick copied the haley's circus ringmaster booming voice to catch everyone's attention. "May i present my little brother for an impromptou performance that i hope you will all enjoy." Dick ignore the arguement going on between jason and baton master in whisper.
"Its your funeral boy." The guy finally relented.
Jason who was blushing from the tip of his ears to all over his face throw a dagger look at dick who had promptly howl in laughter when dick give the mic to jason.
"This song is dedicated to the laughing traitors- my so called brothers." Jason mumbled into the mic as he refuse to look everyone in the eyes.
Dick and tim were slapping each other's back laughing. Bruce is having a panic attack seeing his normally cool and collected son dying in embarassment on stage. Damian just calmly eat more popcorns.
Jason still blushing took a deep breathe right in front of the mic which cause a roar of laughter from the tittering crowd before he give a nod at the orchestra.
Bruce suddenly relax while the crowd gasp when jason took them by surprise at his unexpected piece. Jason squeeze his eyes shut and a sweet sweet voice of a choirboy burst from his lips.
He sang in latin on a piece that he sang sometimes with the choir back when he was young and he still have his innocence and he like the priest that manage the church near his home. He sang the song that he sometimes hum when he brush his mom's hair. He sang that same piece he mentally sang when he is agitated and needs to calm down.
"That son of a -" it was dick's idea for jason to do the singing on the 3 things jason have to do list they made up. He was not expecting that jason will turn the table at him.
Jason open his eyes wondering why it was quiet. He was blinking owlishly at the crowd as the crowd owlishly blink back at him. He let the last note drift before he made a bow and walk off the stage like a boss especially as the crowd broke into thunderous applause.
Later...
The four kids were having fun dancing by themselves in the floor. The grownups being careful to avoid them especially because their flailing limbs proved fatal.
"This is your contribution on operation:great pretend, timbo?" Jason was shouting as he incorporate the chicken dance move on his dancing which cause a surprise laugh from damian.
Tim was halfheartedly pushing dick away as the eldest was doing a dirty dancing at him. "Actually no," he confess before he does this never been done before ninja manouver and...
Jason blink, finding himself already leading the waltz with barbara gordon. Both were cursing themselves, each other, the wayne brats at a low consistent volume.
"Didnt know you could dance." Barbara mumbled when she took a respite from cursing dick.
Jason was glowering at tim who was taking a picture.
Jason shrug with one shoulder. "Bruce and alfred taught me." He explain. He was so put off by tim's action he didnt even flirt at dick's classmate or grab her ass or whatever.
"Tell them they taught you well, jase."
Fin
(Next is dick's pov,followed by tim's)
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