Jason just liked that place. It was big, quiet, clean and there was no one around. Ever.
Sure, it was somebody's house and he was trespassing, but Jason came to the conclusion that, being that he had no home and these people had way too much space for it even be healthy, they should share.
Jason mainly kept to the wooded parts of the grounds and he never disrupted anything but to be quite frank, he could throw a freaking party out there and no one in the house would notice, the fucking thing was so big.
So he felt quite alright coming back every day and just hanging there, it was better than the alternative.
Or at least it was before he was fucking attacked by the monstrosity those damn rich people called a dog.
"DOWN, BOY!" Jason yelled as he climbed the nearest tree "DOWN!"
"What the hell are you doing?" the voice – slightly rough and heavily accented – silenced the fowl dog-beast immediately.
Jason took the opportunity to actually get to a branch instead of hugging the tree like a homeless koala. From his perch he stared down at the ruler of the hellhound.
And it was a kid.
Not even an impressive kid – seriously, the dog might be taller than him – with that whole bed hair and the heavy lidded eyes, he actually looked half asleep.
"Getting away from Dogzilla over there!" Jason threw a leaf in the general direction of the dog before realizing that the leaf would take about an hour to reach the ground. But of-fucking-course the dog got the message and started growling.
The kid said something in a different language – or simply growled back, Jason wasn't sure – that silenced Cerberus and turned his attention back to Jason "This is private property. Do you even know where you are?"
Not owning a TV made it a bit hard to keep up with the news, but yeah, Jason wasn't retarded, everyone knew that that was Wayne Manor.
Ooohh, so maybe that was Wayne kid.
Wayne kid sighed looking deeply exhausted, but right the next second he fucking teleported to the tree next to Jason's.
No. Nope. Nu uh. It was fucking impossible, Jason was staring at Wayne kid and still couldn't describe how the hell he did that, like… he was on the ground then he kinda jumped and kicked the… whatever.
The kid might not look impressive, but sweet baby Jesus, that was awesome.
"How the fuck did you do that?!" Jason squeaked, too awed to care.
"I climbed, like you did."
Yeah, no.
But before Jason could say something to that, Wayne kid began walking on the branches like it was fucking nothing.
"You're such a circus freak!" Jason said before he could think about it and the words left a bitter taste on his mouth and a sense of déjà vu made him blink repeatedly. A memory itched to take form, but he could only get a flash of blue before Wayne kid broke the spell.
"I could have you arrested for this." Wayne kid said as he stood a branch away from Jason.
"Or eaten."
The kid frowned "What?"
Jason threw a glance at the dog – who was still giving him the evil eye – and shrugged "Nothing."
"In fact you have 30 seconds to tell me why I shouldn't have you arrested. Or eaten." the kid added the last part in a tired, slightly impatient tone that had Jason thinking that maybe that guy thought he was a moron.
"Oh come on, dude, no cops. I've been coming here since forever and you guys didn't even notice!"
"Forever." the kid echoed "How long is forever?"
Jason searched his mind for when he started dropping by and came out empty, so he shrugged.
"How come you didn't trip any of the alarms?" now that he was looking closer this kid wasn't as goofy as Jason first assumed. Actually the little Wayne wasn't little at all – he probably looked smaller before because of his pet dinosaur – and right at that second he even looked a bit scary. You know, for someone wearing an undershirt, knee-high green sneakers with red shoe laces and leggings. Leggings. Seriously what was up with that?
Well at least they weren't green hot pants.
Wait. Why the fuck did he think that?
"I'm just that awesome." Jason replied tersely, still feeling awkward about the green hot pants.
The Wayne kid looked about a second away from dropkicking Jason from the tree directly inside the four-legged Kraken's mouth.
"You should leave."
Yup. That was probably a good idea. But as he left, Jason peeked over his shoulder to look at the Wayne kid – who was kind of sleepwalking back to the manor –, his ridiculous green sneakers and the moose he called a dog and decided that to come back the next day. Just to see if he could.
A/N.: Short and kinda sweet, just something I wrote for a Tumblr prompt and it fit (and I guessed you guys needed a break from all the hurt). I've been doing a lot of scenes with people up in trees recently... Weird...
Anyway! It's just an extra, I'll have a real chapter soon enough, okay? Think of it like a (very) late Christmas present!
Hope you guys enjoy it!
