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The first thing Dick sees when entering the Batcave is Damian storming out, knocking everything on his path while throwing a lot of curse words from his mouth. As if the trash can is making the world horrible.

So he raise an eyebrow and turn his attention to the brooding bat, The father of Damian. He has his attention to the Batcomputer but Dick thinks that he's not really focusing on the work anymore.

Dick sigh "What was that all about?" he asked which he got no reply for as usual. Dick might as well talk to a brick wall at this point. Sensing that he's not going to get answer from the stubborn ass Bat, he go after Damian.

Dick might not be his dad, but he sure act like one. Is not like he's trying to take over Bruce position as a father but he just sense that a kid like Damian need something that Bruce cannot really give. Surprising what Bruce still can't give even with 4 kids experience. Dick is not saying Bruce is a bad father, he's just bad at feeling.

Dick knows where to find the other 3 Robin. Jason would go to the crime alley, probably kicking some major ass out of frustration. Tim would go to his room, in his own house, reflecting what he did wrong even though it was not his fault. Damian, oh Damian he just found out. Dick would find Damian in the playground cause he never got to be a kid.

Sure enough, there Damian is. "Go away, Grayson!" he sniff. His face is a perfect scowl and a scrunch. A perfect copy of Bruce except, Dick could see the wet tears poking out in the corner.

Dick denied his wish and choose to sit down in the swing set beside him. He noticed that Damian feet cannot touch the ground, it kind of remind him of back then, when his feet cannot touch the ground too. Dick wonder if maybe one day, Damian would be in his shoes. Sitting on the swing seat that doesn't quiet fit him anymore but still doing it cause he's not really there to swing.

"Want to talk about it?" Damian grip on the chain gets tighter, he bit his lip to keep his chin from quivering. Cause he was train to do so. Cause he was train to not show weakness or emotion. He was trained to believed he's just another really damn good assassin. But when he join the batclan, Dick wanted him to learn that he's a son, a brother a hero and more importantly, part of this somehow working family.

"I used to like the jungle gym the best you know," Dick starts to talk cause if Damian won't then he will "I would race the other kid at it. Starting from the monkey bars and finish on the slide. I would win of course. My record for it is 15 seconds."

Damian give him a snort. "Think you can beat me?" Dick played with Damian's ego. Not soon after, Damian gets up, face sets with determination. "I will humiliate your record, Grayson"

He takes off his glove, preparing to launch himself to the monkey bars. Dick got out his stop watch and count "1…" Damian give him a smug grin "2…" he crouch, readying himself "3!" Damian launch, going 2 bars at a time, he move swiftly and precisely. Soon enough he reached the platform and crawl his way through the tunnel, running ahead on the stepping stone and every obstacle course till he reach the end.

"And Time. Way to go, Damian! You beat my record. 12 seconds. Nice!" Dick give put his hand up in a high five which Damian punch instead. "Hah! Beat that, Grayson! We both know I am the better Robin and now it is rightly proved." His head held up high.

But that wasn't the point. The record wasn't the point. The point is, Damian return to his smug and happy self. Dick give him a ruffle, messing his hair up which Damian scowl at. "I'm still taller than you, Kid." He called him kid cause that's what Damian is and that's what Damian should be right now. Be a kid, not some 10 year old vigilante who seen too much and can relate to a brick wall.

"I'm not a kid, Grayson" Damian protested. "Well that's the problem isn't it, Damian?" Dick knows he hits the jackpot cause that tears return to poke in the corner of his eyes just for a flash of second.

"Whatever, let's just go home" Dick wonder what he meant by home deep down. Up in the mountain, far away, the Wayne manor or his apartment in Bludhaven. Cause having to return finding Damian sleeping on his bed is not that rare of a sight anymore.

"Babs record is 10 second by the way"