Hey! :D i was bored in a car ride so i wrote this. Just pretend with me that all these characters live in Wayne Mansion. this is just alittle fun. so don't expect too much seriousness :D

Enjoy!

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Bat-family

"DAMIAN!" a voice rang out. The boy had a smug smile on his face, as he continued to watch T.V and ignore the cry of anger. Stephanie was quickly in his face, glaring at him with hatred in her eyes.

"What exactly happened to my I-pod?" she questioned, holding up a partially disintegrated hunk of metal and wires.

"Is that thing even an I-pod?" Damian smirked. Even Jason, who was reading a magazine and hated Damian most likely as much as Steph, chuckled softly.

"I swear, when Dick finds out you're so dead!" she hissed.

"says the girl who already died."

"Says the girl who came back." she countered.

"Copy cat." added Jason from the other couch.

"Stay out of this Todd!" she growled.

"Make me." he stated, standing up from the couch glaring down at Steph.

Way to go Steph. Mess with the dude who is mentally unstable and is as much as a killer as Damian, but older. And stronger. And hotter. Ugh! Focus Steph! She thought to herself, as she slowly backed up from the menacing man. Jason snickered softly at Steph's frightened state. He sat back down on the couch, and returned to reading his magazine. Before she could start ranting at Damian again, he quickly pointed at the television smiling,

"Look! It's Stephanie!" Steph looked at the Television to see a fat blond woman breaking down in tears in front of Doctor Phil, sobbing about her substance abuse.

I. Am. Going. To. KILL. This. Boy. She turned to look at Jason.

"You baby-sit him. How do you make him shut up?" she inquired.

"I have a way with kids." he grinned, making eye contact with Damian, who glared back, but clearly had fear behind his eyes. Stephanie heaved a sigh of frustration, and stormed into the kitchen.

"I heard that people eat when they're depressed. That's probably why you're so fat." Damian grinned. Steph's eyebrows furrowed and she chucked an apple at Damian's head, which he easily caught.

"Tt. Nice try" he smirked, taking a bite of the apple.

Remember Steph. It's illegal and wrong to kill kids…would he even be considered a kid? He's more like a demon. Maybe if I just "accidentally" dropped a kitchen knife on his head. No. that wouldn't work. Jason would be a witness. Then again, would he really mind so much if something bad just "accidentally" happened to Damian. Steph paused for a moment, glancing at Jason Todd. No. He wouldn't mind, but he knows that Dick would, and Jason doesn't want him on his case more then he already is. Maybe if I get Jason to somehow walk away for a moment… wait. Am I seriously considering killing Damian? I really need a social life.

"Hey Fat-girl! Quit staring into space and do something productive." Damian exclaimed.

The kitchen Knife is in the box to the left. Maybe If I just…no Steph. No.

"Lay off her Troll." Jason stated, defending her for once.

"And what if I don't?" he questioned, standing up to challenge Jason. Jason stood from the couch and had a confidant grin perched on his lips.

"If you don't…" he started while still smiling using a baby voice, "then I might be tempted to use this." he pointed to a knife inside his jacket.

"You wouldn't dare." laughed Damian. Jason kept his grin.

"I have killed tons of people. Who's going to miss one small ten year old boy?" he inquired. To Steph's amazement, Damian grinned.

"I like how you handle things Todd." he then calmly walked out of the room.

"How do you do it?" Steph inquired, still in awe. Jason simple shrugged.

"Like I said. I'm great with kids." he smiled. To be honest, he loved scaring children. It was just his thing, and he was pretty good at it. He could also smell fear, and Damian was terrified of him even though he wouldn't let it on. He knew for a definite fact that Steph was afraid of him too. Fear. He liked it. Some… most… all psychiatrists

have told him that it wasn't a good thing that he liked fear, but Jason just didn't care.

"Thanks for getting him off my back." she smiled, but was obviously keeping her distance. Jason chuckled,

"No problem, but the moment I leave, you're doomed." he smiled.

"Leave? Where?" she questioned.

"Don't know for sure yet. Some Clubs. A bar or two. Who knows. Maybe I'll rough up a few thugs here or there." he shrugged.

"Steph! Is Jason gone yet?" she heard Damian exclaim from upstairs.

"TAKE ME WITH YOU!" Steph exclaimed.

there will be a next chapter and Dick Grayson will be coming soon. :D

L.L.A.P

~Laces