Well done to all of you who guess Lilo and Stitch for the last chapter. Well done Ladynoir1987 for being the first! Here's the next chapter. I'm hoping this one will be a little harder. Good luck! Remember to put your answer in the reviews and to follow this story to stay updated to see if you were right! Also, if you have any ideas for chapters PM me! K xx

The Bat family were stood around the kitchen. As it was Alfred's day off they were attempted to make pizza together. Dick and Damien were rolling out the dough, Tim and Jason were sat at the island cutting up toppings and Bruce was trying to work out how to turn on the large complex oven, which had recently been updated upon Alfred's request.

Jason paused in his cutting, his mood had been pensive all evening. There were rumours going around at school that he was caught up with drugs, which is why he had 'faked his own death.' The rumours had been getting slowly worse and now there was talk of him dealing down at the park on the weekends. It was Bull of course, but his cold attitude and anger issues didn't do a lot to convince people otherwise.

'You guys know I was here all weekend right?' He said suddenly, watching his reflecting in the blade of the knife.

'Yeh,' said Dick from where he was showing Damian how to knead. 'You were in your room.'

'You would testify to that?' Asked Jason, twiddling a pepper between his fingers.

'Yes.' Said Dick and Bruce agreed.

'I would take a bullet for you, you know that.' Continued Bruce, looking up from the oven.

'Bruce, that is comforting.' Jason grinned, slowing slicing the blade through the smooth skin of the vegetable.

'That's just how I am. It's how I roll.' Abandoning the oven, Bruce went and started looking through the draws for the instruction manual, convince Alfred would have kept it somewhere near the machine.

'Is that Dick's shirt?' Asked Tim from his side.

'Yeh doesn't fit him anymore. You can have it when you grow a little taller.' Jason teased.

Tim's shoulders slumped.

'Pah, I'm never gonna get any taller.'

'Of course, you will Tim.' Said Bruce, still rifling through the drawers 'But we're a family of late bloomers. Dick didn't have a growth spurt until he was 15.'

Tim looked confused.

'What does that matter, we're adopted.'

'What!' Bruce slammed his hand down on the counter. 'Who told you! Guys!' He looked over at the other boys. 'We're were going to do this at the right time!'

Dick rolled his eyes, it was a joke he had heard before but Tim seemed amused.

'So what's going on Jay?'asked Dick, trying to recover the conversation from Bruce's humour. 'Why do you want us to take a bullet if anyone asks if you were here all weekend?'

Jason shrugged, going back to his chopping.

'Nothing. It's just the rumour mill.'

'What's the rumour mill churning out these days?' Asked Bruce, studying the younger man's expression. 'Anything interesting?'

'You know not really.' Said Jason. 'It's a little low on grist.'

'Ohh clever wordplay!' Dick grinned. 'I like it very much, you must be related to me.'

'Only on paper'. Chuckled Jason, handing his peppers over to his brothers to start putting on the pizza along with the other ingredients. 'So just to clarify, I was here all weekend.'

Bruce was slightly concerned at Jason's behaviour but decided to store his concern for later. He would get to the bottom of it. He was Batman after all.