Okay I admit, this is just fluff. Damian after he ate. Lol I'm glad that you all like the other one, sorry that I made you guy's crave breakfast!
I hope you like this Chappy just as much!
Luv ya'll! *3*
Damian Sat there. His face was in his plate. That what happens when you're young and you have a nice full belly. They left him for like ten minutes. Wally had decided to stay, as did Prim. Well she wasn't as forced as Wally.
"Wally can you stay?"
"Nah man, sorry, mom's gonna be worried." Dick grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down so he was at eye level with him.
"You are staying to help me!"
Wally nodded.
"Primrose."
"Yes." The girl said turning to face a maskless Bruce Wayne. "So that's where he gets his looks from." She mumbled.
"I need you to stay."
"Um I kinda don't 'stay'."
"You will stay."
"Um-"
"You're used to him, and him you. It would be better for him, so he can adjust."
She nodded in compliance.
They stood and talked for a while. They got there assigned rooms. Damian and Prim had adjoining rooms, whereas the other boys had the rooms across. Tim had locked himself in his room to brood, refusing to come out. He had probably just locked himself to have a peaceful night, which probably involved Skypeing Stephanie or Barbra or Cassandra.
"Wait! Where that little devil?" Prim muttered to herself as she searched the mansion, Dick and Wally following behind her.
They got back to the kitchen and there he was. Face planted in the syrup covered plate. She smiled. Walking over, grabbing a towel, wetting it in the sink, she went over to the slumbering boy. She shifted him gently, maneuvering him so that she could better get to the syrup. She lifted his head up and started cleaning the side of his face he got pancake stuffs on. She could feel the other boy's eyes boring into the back of her head, but in a way that was almost admiration. While Damian was sleeping Robin had looked at the file that he hack from the Shadows. They found out how dangerous he was. So right now they were impressed on how she could care for him without waking the beast and him going all ninja on her.
"There." She said softly and smiled. She glanced up at the boys. Wally was staring, again. Dick was probably up to no good on that holo-comp of his. She looked back at the dead asleep boy. She took one of his arms and carefully slung it around her neck, doing the same with the other. Then picked him up by his hips, she was holding him now. And he was apparently letting her. His legs lacked onto her, wrapping his little eight-year-old legs around her waist and hips. He melted a little into her form.
"Uh- how did she do that?" Wally asked Dick as he nudged him with an elbow. He looked up from his wrist computer to see Prim holding Damian.
"Practice." She threw over her shoulder, smirking as she made her way to Damian's new room to put the little ninja to bed.
