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An (Ab)Normal Encounter With A Magician
It was no secret that the BatFamily wasn't very partial to magic users. Especially evil, annoying, amateur magic users. And that was probably half the reason why Jason, or rather Red Hood, had let his mouth run lose with insults or curses to particularly annoying wannabe one. Or both at the same time.
He and Red Robin had been about to bust a drug cartel when their plans had been interrupted by, much to their dismay, a magician who called herself SparkaSparkle, for reasons that, frankly, neither of them could fathom. It turned out that her powers were able to turn things into sparkles, some sort of woodland creatures or a tree.
But in any case, Jason was annoyed because SparkaSparkle didn't know the meaning of 'staying unconscious' or 'shutting the #$%! up' and he hadn't drank his second cup of coffee that morning so his patience was all but gone. And that was probably how he ended up getting hit by a blast of SparkaSparkle's sparkles and landing himself in this situation in the first place.
After finally knocking her out (Tim wasn't sure the sparkles would come off his suit, and that was a very happy thought) and handing her over the proper authorities, Tim walked over behind an upturned car and sighed. "Really, Jay?" He shook his head while he reached down and carefully picked up the little flop-eared bunny that Jason Todd now was. It even had some of the same appearances. The fur color was a reddish brown and there was a white patch on the top of his forehead between the ears.
"Don't look at me like that; you're the one who decided to tell her that her sparkles weren't sparkly." Even as a bunny Jason managed to glare. Tim walked over to his bike that parked in a nearby alleyway. He took off his cape and used it to cover Jason with to protect the little bunny from the wind. "Well, let's get you to the Cave and see what we can do."
XxXx
Jason was annoyed. Very annoyed. Being stuck as a bunny for a week was definitely not on top of his list of 'Things To Do.'
At least he knew that the spell would wear off within the week (or he hoped. Such was the pattern with magic users) After getting back to the Cave, Tim had changed out of costume into some more comfortable clothes and spoke with Zatanna, who had reassured them that the spell was temporary, and there wouldn't be any side effects. The only thing Jason could do now was wait (And that wasn't on his list either).
Jason hopped around the Cave floor, trying to entertain himself as Tim typed away on the computer, giving a report on their mission. After deciding that Tim was taking much too long (honestly, the kid went into way too much detail) and that he was starving, Jason hopped onto his lap and sat on the keyboard.
Tim looked at the flop-eared bunny that was not allowing him to type in annoyance. "Jason, move." Jason didn't. "Jay, you do realize that I can just pick you up and move you, right?" Jason slowly hopped across the keyboard, and typed out on the computer Just you try it. "Seriously, Jay, I need to finish this report, now if you don't move—"
"Tim, why are you talking to a rabbit and why is it on my computer?" Tim looked up from pointing a finger at Jason to see that Bruce had entered the Cave and was looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Ah, Bruce, Jason. Jason, Bruce." Tim introduced. This time both of Bruce's eyebrows rose.
"I take it your patrol didn't go according to plan?"
Not in the least. Jason typed again.
"Did you talk to Zatanna?" Bruce asked, turning to Tim, who nodded and repeated what Zatanna had said.
Jason felt like banging his head against something when Tim and Bruce started talking about the drug cartel that they weren't able to bust, which lead to Wayne Enterprises somehow, which lead to Batman Inc. He was a little grateful when Dick and Damian rode back in the Cave from patrol, and then immediately regretted doing so. For as soon as Tim finished explaining to them what had happened, Dick wasted no time in picking up Jason, who had a hard time breathing as he was crushed against Dick's chest.
"He's so cute! Awww, Jaybird! Or should we call you Jaybunny?" Dick grinned at Jason, who was glaring at him, one ear up and the other down, the perfect look of an annoyed bunny. "Jaybunny it is!"
"You may want to try to let Jaybunny breath, Dick." Tim said with a laugh.
Jason managed to scramble out of Dick's clutches and hopped back on the computer. If he could, he would have crossed his arms over his chest, but unfortunately he couldn't do that stuck as a bunny, so he settled for typing I will bite with an angry smiley face instead.
"Where's he going to stay?" Damian asked.
Bruce spoke up from where he was fixing something on one of the computers. "He could probably sleep with the dog."
No. Jason typed, his bunny glare still in place.
"He can stay with me!" Dick's blue eyes were bright as he picked Jason up again, despite his efforts to run away. "It'll be just like old times." Jason sent imploring eyes to Tim, practically begging to free him from his doom.
"I'm not sleeping with a bunny, sorry Jay." Tim said, putting his hands up. "You could always sleep with the cat."
"Tt-Obviously that doesn't appeal with him either, you idiot." Damian snorted with a roll of his eyes.
"Well, I'm sure Jay would enjoy sleeping with the fish then." Tim said sarcastically.
"I always knew you were an idiot, I just hadn't realized how much of one you are, Drake."
"So what does that make you?" Tim shot back.
The two younger one's bickering stopped when Alfred entered the Cave and announced that dinner was ready, not the least surprised to find that the second bird was now a bunny.
"I do recall a time when Master Bruce was brought home as a llama." Alfred said after he had heard the story. "It was quite amusing."
The boys started cracking up as the thought of their adoptive father as a llama in a batsuit popped into the minds.
Bruce frowned. "It's not that funny."
Dick was half dead from laughing on the floor, still holding a very put off bunny.
"Tell me you have pictures," Tim said to Alfred with a grin.
"I'm pretty sure it's time for dinner, let's go eat." Bruce said, quickly getting up and herding the family upstairs before Alfred could bring them out.
"And the time Master Richard was turned into a zebra."
XxXx
Life as a bunny was all that bad, Jason supposed. Except for fact that Dick always took him everywhere, and wouldn't stop holding him. (Not that Jason would admit it, but he was a little bit touched by Dick's proclaimed love for him, and that he would always make sure that Jason had everything (and more) than a bunny needed). Or when Titus decided that he looked good to eat, and Jason, the dog and the cat, who had somehow ended up getting roped into the chase, ended up running all around the house, the only thing saving it and them being Alfred. It was comforting to know that Alfred's authority was supreme over animals as well as humans. Actually, Jason wouldn't have been surprised if it was superior over some unknown alien species. You just didn't mess with butlers. Especially one that was the butler to The Batman.
But as the days grew on and a week past (apparently the spell would last a bit longer, or maybe a lot longer than one week) Jason was growing more annoyed, and he really wanted be returned to his normal state. He hid from Dick (mostly in Tim's room, it was clean and quiet) but Tim was usually working, reading or playing the piano or some other instrument when he had time, and after a while Jason would grow board and leave.
As it turned out, the person he hung around the most during those days was Damian. The kid was surprisingly nice, although the fact that Jason was a bunny probably had something to do with it. And in all honesty, even though he would never admit it, Damian did feel a little left out when Dick spent all his time with Jason.
A little while after Jason had been transformed into a bunny, when Damian was drawing in his room, Jason hopped in and sat on his bed with him. Neither of them would have called it 'bonding,' more like companionable silence. Jason wasn't sure if Damian had noticed when he had started petting him, but he didn't mind. And so the boys spent their free time together, (more like when Damian was free, as a bunny Jason didn't have that needed to get done) and it was something they both enjoyed.
When the blessed day came, and Jason was finally reverted back into his normal self, he could have danced with joy. He didn't miss the small damper in Damian's mood. Contrary to popular belief, Jason was actually quite perceptive. But he was glad (Dick sure was rubbing off on him if he was now trying to make sure his little brothers were happy. And he was surprised to find himself happy to do it) to notice the positive change in Damian's attitude two days later.
A smile played around the corners of Jason's lips as watched the happy expression that was on Damian's face when he saw what Jason had gotten him. At least the kid could experience a little bit of what a normal childhood felt like. "Glad you could make the family a little bigger, bro."
He finished pulling on his gloves and quietly slipped away to join Red Robin in busting that drug cartel, and hopefully things would go according to plan this time. (He ignored the little part in his brain that was laughing at him for even thinking that.)
XxXx
Brue stifled a yawn as he slowly walked towards his bedroom, glad he was finally going to make it to be after five hours of a tiresome patrol. He paused walking down the hallway when he noticed that light that was coming out of Damian's partially closed door (he should have been in bed right now) and a the quiet noise.
Bruce couldn't help the small smile when he peeked through the door. Sitting on Damian's bedroom floor, all lined up perfectly in a row (or mostly), was Titus the Great Dane, Alfred the Cat, Fish the Fish, and, apparently there was a new addition that Bruce hadn't been made aware of, a small, fluffy flop-eared bunny. Bruce shook his head. Although the boys had decided that going to the zoo once had been more than enough, Bruce wouldn't have been surprised if there would soon be an entire zoo in his house.
"Now," Damian was seated across from his animals, his legs folded underneath him. He reached forward and carefully picked up the bunny, holding it gently in his arms. "Titus, Alfred, Fish, meet Jason. Jason, welcome to the family."
Bruce silently turned and continued walking towards his bedroom, his small smile still on his face.
And family they were.
A/N: Sorry about the long absence, was busy with life. So, where this sweet, fluffy thing came from, I'm not exactly sure. But I hope you enjoyed it! I never thought I would write a Jason and Damian brotherly fic, but here it is. (And I do have a Damian-centric one planned as well) On that note, I'd love to hear what you thought of it :) Come on, Jason and the Batfamily deserve your reviews x)
I do have the next fic planned, (I think) so it should be up there within the next week. However, just for my sake, I'm going to say that I'll post ever two weeks at the latest. So somewhere in between there.
Anywho, I really hope you guys enjoyed it (as I write this for your entertainment)!
-Wondering Snow
