The game went on for another 30 minutes. During that time, Damian got richer, Colin got poorer, Jason got even more snarky and got into a fight with Dick, which was quickly ended by Tim, Bruce watched the fire eating the wood in the fireplace with longing envy. Oh! Colin was also gifted with another baby. He named her Tina and cried as he placed her next to the other children he had no hope in supporting. Tina made child number…who knows. No time to count that far.

Damian's eyes were getting red and thin while his frown deepened. The tell-tale signs of his rising annoyance and boredom. Colin knew that if something interesting didn't happen soon, Damian would leave to train and draw. Colin stared down at the Surprise Card with all his might, hoping that whatever physic power he may have will result in Damian drawing an STD card.

Damian rolled the dice, getting a 5.

Colin looked ahead and gasped in joy.

Damian landed on a Surprise!

Finally! Colin thought.

With a solemn face, Damian bravely drew the card. He read the card and doing so one of his eyebrow rose and his face blank. Colin knew that face. Oh. My. God. It was the WTF face—at least how Damian does it.

His eyes grew cold and hard. "What is it, Dami? Something wrong?"

The young teen looked over to his friend just in time to spot the wicked grin that covered his normal cheerful and pleasant face.

"I will punch you!" the teen yelled angrily.

"If it'll make you feel better, go ahead. But first tell me, what does your card say?" The evilness was dripping from Colin's tongue.

The family stopped whatever they were doing to watch what was taking place. Jason and Tim where both smiling as wicked as Colin happy to see their Hell Spawn in humiliation. Dick had a hand over his agape mouth in shock and sorrow. Bruce was still staring creepily at the fire, yet for a spilt second his ears twitched.

(Bruce was weird sometimes.)

"You ass," Damian growled at his longtime friend.

"Damian Wayne!" Bruce left his affair with the fire to yell at his son.

"It was Jason!" Damian childishly counterattacked.

"What the fuck!" Jason reacted.

"Jason!" Bruce turned his attention to his second son.

While everyone was distracted Colin snatched the card from Damian's hand.

"Hey!"

The card read: Give $1,000 to the person to your left!

Colin was to Damian's left.

"You damn demon!" Jason shouted at Damian, "I'm going to kill you!"

Dick and Tim held Jason back while Damian flipped him the bird.

Colin felt himself smile. That was a sweet card. Lord knows his myriad of children needed some money. However that didn't explain the expression Damian had made. Colin was sure it was his very own WTF face.

Colin looked up to Damian sticking out his tongue at Jason as he leant back to avoid a punch. As the action took place, something caught Colin's eye. It was white and had a rectangle shape, and poking out from under Damian's thigh. Colin gasped in utter horror. The next second Colin's face was painted in complete rage.

"Damian," His voice full of acid and resentment that it caused all motion in the room to stop, everyone stared, startled.

Oh crap. Damian's thoughts were clearly shown on his face. That's the voice he uses before he Hulk's out.

"What is that under your thigh?"

Dick's hand returned to his mouth. "Oh no,"

The game has gone on long enough.