One day I hope to own Batman but currently I don't. Upsetting I know.
Damian was sitting the garden. Tim was out with his friends. Bruce had taken Dick and Abby out to watch a new movie that Damian had not wanted to see. Alfred was inside making their tea. Then a cat small ginger cat came along and brushed against Damian's legs. It walked up to Damian and rubbed it's head into Damian's hands. "You're a cute little thing." Damian said, searching for the cat's claws. He wanted to have a guard cat. He cuddled it close and then wrapped it up in his jumper and began to carry it inside.
Damian got the cat into his room and smiled. He cuddled the cat and decided he would name it Tiger. The next moment he heard a meowing noise. He looked at Tiger and realised the cat was loyally following him but was also being silent. He moved towards the window and looked out. A black cat was hanging out of the large tree near his window. He opened the window and climbed out, rescuing the cat.
Alfred opened the door to Damian's bedroom two days later. The light was off and Alfred moved to open the curtains to let the sunlight into the room. Damian stopped him but Alfred began to see lots of shapes moving around in the darkness. Damian leapt out behind Alfred as he looked around the room. "Speak a word of this and I will find an interesting way to inflict pain upon you and the others." Damian said. Alfred shrugged and left, thinking Damian was in a weird mood.
A week had past and Damian had not been expecting Bruce to ever walk into his room. Damian was sitting on his bed when Bruce walked in. The first thing Bruce noticed when he walked into the room were the twenty or so cats that filled the room. They were sitting on Damian's shelves and on his bed. There was a ginger cat sitting around Damian's shoulders as if the boy was a climbing frame and another cat was sitting in the hood of a coat that was hanging on the door. "Damian, why have we been invaded by cats?" Bruce asked, biting down his anger.
"Well, I found Tiger in the garden and then I found Milly in the tree. Then the rest of them were stuck in trees or getting chased by dogs." Damian said as all his cats ran to him for protection from Bruce. Bruce sat down on the bed next to him and Tiger began to rub his head against Bruce's arm. "You're going to have to get rid of them." Bruce said, picking up Tiger and holding the cat. He began to take him away from Damian and Tiger began to meow. Damian began to whimper a bit and then ran out of the room.
Dick was in his room when Damian ran in and threw himself onto Dick's bed. Damian lay there with his head in the pillow. Dick frowned and looked back at Damian. "Diddy, what's wrong?" Dick asked, moving round so he was lying on his bed next to Damian. Damian looked at Dick with a frown. "My name is Damian, not Diddy."
"But, Diddy Wayne, it sounds really good." Dick said. Damian stifled a smile. "So what's up?"
"I adopted lots of cats like father adopted you and now he wants me to get rid of them."
"You adopted lots of cats?" Dick asked.
"It's like me asking him to get rid of you and Drake." Damian said. "I have but I never forced him." He sat up and looked at Dick. "I want my cats. I want Tiger."
"Tiger?" Dick repeated.
"My pet cat." Damian said about to cry.
"Okay, lets go rescue your cats." Dick said.
Bruce was trying to wrestle the cats into cat carriers and take them to a pet shop or shelter. Then there was a knock at the door. Bruce opened the door to find Damian was standing there. "Please father, can you let me keep them?" Damian begged.
"No, they could have fleas." Bruce said. "And they will probably breed like rats."
"Wrong letter." Damian smirked. "They're cats, not rats." Damian glanced over his father's shoulder and looked at Dick. Dick slid the window open and climbed through. He smiled at Damian as he began to free the cats and help them out of the window. Damian continued to talk to his father about the cats and keeping them. When Dick was all done, Damian pretended to be defeated.
Dick and Damian sat in the garden in the setting sun, smiling to each other with cats around them. They were leaning against a tall tree in the garden. Damian snuggled up to his older brother. "You know that all these cats can't stay here, right?" Dick whispered.
"Can I at least keep Tiger?" Damian said, watching as all his cats began to leave. Tiger was the exception. He curled up into a ball on Damian's lap. Dick watched Damian play with Tiger and realised that maybe the emotionless assassin trainee wasn't so emotionless. "Why not?" Dick said and wrapped his arm around Damian.