Nights of Tomorrow
"Jason wake up." Cassandra shook him, but he groaned and pulled his pillow over his head.
"Ten more minutes Cass." He murmured sleepily.
"Wake up." She quickly pinched and poked at his nerves until he grunted and fell out of bed.
Jason groaned and cracked a weary eye open. Cassandra was dressed in nothing but one of his button down shirts. He smiled lecherously. "Hey babe, what's up?"
"Terry sent an email. Read it." She said and shoved a small laptop into his arms.
"Can't this wait?" He yawned and sat up. Why did the kid send them an email at this hour? Must be important, since he knows Cassandra couldn't read. Heck, she still has some trouble talking at times. "Let's see…" He glanced through the content of the letter with a frown. "It's CC-ed to a number of people. Something to laugh at… yada, yada, yada…"
"What is it?" Cassandra draped her arms over Jason's shoulders to peek at the screen.
"Let's open it then," Jason murmured as he downloaded the zip folder and opened it. At first he didn't realize what the kid sent him before he let out a scream. "AHH!MY EYES! WHY WOULD HE DO SUCH A THING?"
Cassandra raised a hand to her mouth and giggled.
Interlude: Quick Step, Close Save
Dick struggled to silence his breath as he dashed across rooftop, his Kevlar cape felt heavier than usual. He didn't dare glance back as he kept to the shadows. They were after him. He had no clue why, but they were after him. He bit back a curse as he waited for them to fly overhead before he continued down to the next roof.
He couldn't call Red Robin for help Tim was stuck in the office covering for Terry until he was fit to leave the manor. Xu'ffasch was out of the question as well. With Alfred being the only person home, Damian wouldn't leave Terry's side. He didn't dare to call Oracle or Batgirl for help either. Whatever that was causing this chase after him has infected mainly women. He won't involve Barbara and Stephanie if he could avoid it.
"Where did he go?" He could hear the women above murmuring to one another.
"He's probably hiding, Gotham is his city after all, he probably knows all the good hiding places," said another.
Dick could feel the sweat dripping down from his chin as he waited for them to pass. If they were any rogue or villainess, he would've had no problem dealing with them accordingly, but the issue here was that they were heroines. Women he worked with from the Titans and the Justice League. He couldn't just defeat them and leave them to the authorities. Heck, they haven't done anything against the law, other than stalking him. Are they drugged? Or something worse?
A familiar laugh caught his ear, he snapped up to the source with a scowl. Masked with only a red domino, he spotted Jason lounging lazily on a fire escape as he toyed with a switchblade.
"My oh my, can't keep the ladies away Batman?" He drawled and glanced towards the retreating group of woman.
"Is this your doing?" Dick glared accusingly.
"You give me too much credit Dicky bird." Jason flicked the blade close and grinned. "I don't have the means or the contact to do what he did."
"…Who did?" The cape crusader frowned.
"I don't know what you did to the kid, but—" He paused and glanced up. "They're coming back."
Dick cursed under his breath. "You—"
"This was." Jason said as he swung off the fire escape. When Dick didn't move he gave an annoyed sigh. "Do you want to get caught? I'm not that heartless and let you get sodomize by a bunch of women... unless that's what you want."
Dick looked uncertain.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock. They're going to be here any second." Jason sang.
"Fine, no tricks." Dick grumbled as he followed him.
Jason laughed gleefully. "I don't think I have to, the kid got it covered."
"Just what exactly did he do?" Dick asked as he ran alongside him.
"Later." He kicked the manhole open and jumped in. Dick step back in surprise, it was a tunnel; reluctantly, he followed.
o.o.o.o.o
Alfred grinned wryly at the two brothers as he dried the dishes. The two were seated across from one another on the kitchen island. Terry was bored. Damian was bored. The two brothers were bored out of their minds staying home without much to do. With Tim taking over Terry's paperwork, the youngest Wayne son was left with little to do. He preferred grounding at least he could do something. Damian shared the same sentiments with no one to guard his brother he couldn't join Dick in patrols.
"… Let's go raid Tim's room." Terry muttered after staring at each other for an hour since dinner.
Damian raised a brow. "I don't think he has anything interesting in his room… Since the last time I raided it anyway."
Terry rocked back and forth in his seat, unable to sit still from the medication Kevin given him. "I don't care, I need to do something or I'm going to go mad with boredom. It's not like I'm still hurt." He whined.
"… " Damian looked thoughtful for a moment before he decided to humor his brother. "Sure why not."
Terry glanced back to his brother curiously. "Why aren't you training or messing around in the cave? I'm the one that's banned from strenuous activities. Not you."
"It's not fair to rub it in when you're banned from doing so." He murmured quietly.
His younger brother looked at him in puzzlement before shrugging. "I bet I can beat you in Tim's video games." He grinned brightly.
"… Video games?" Damian frowned. He was expecting him to look for something else.
"What? You scared?" He chirped brightly.
Damian raised a brow at his brother's childish tone. "How difficult could a child's game be?"
Alfred smiled and shook his head as they hurried off. Thirty minutes and fifteen defeats later, he found the elder brother twitching dangerously while the younger brother laughed gleefully in the cave.
"I want a rematch." Damian growled.
"Don't be such a sore loser, I told you I could beat you." Terry retorted, but he restarted the game on the bat-computer nonetheless.
"A billion-dollar computer and you two decide to play video games on it." Alfred started as he descended the stairs with a tray of refreshments. "I believe it's a misuse of resources is it not?"
"We're standing by in case Dick needs help." Terry replied easily. "While I can't do anything, at least Damian could."
Beep, Beep
"Speak of the devil." Alfred murmured as he set the tray down and pressed the receiver.
"Is something wrong?" Damian asked while still clicking away at the controls.
"WHERE IS TERRY?" Dick snapped. The cave echoed with Jason's laughter in the background.
"Ah, so there was no bodily harm done to you." Terry said cheerily before the screen showed player two as victor.
"You think that's funny?" The current Batman growled.
"Argh." Damian tossed the controller aside and glanced to his brother with a questionable look. "What did you do?"
Terry shrugged. "It was harmless fun. It's not like I put anyone in danger."
"You sent nude shots and suggestive photos of me to all the heroines in the Justice League and the Titans!"
"Oh my." Alfred murmured while he watched Bruce's youngest hold back his laughter.
"And gay heroes. Don't forget the gay heroes." Jason added helpfully.
"Not helping." Dick snapped back to Jason.
"Jason came to help you did he not? You weren't left alone." Terry commented.
"Hey!" Jason complained. "You used me?"
"It was your decision in the end was it not?" Terry said as he grabbed a glass of lemonade and sipped it happily.
"I can't even step out to patrol because of you!" Dick growled.
"I would help if I wasn't grounded!" Terry retorted childishly.
"I want to patrol." Jason whined. They could hear the pout in his voice.
"You stay out of this." Dick intercepted.
"Why do I have to stay out of this? I didn't do anything wrong. Kiiiid! Our big brother is picking on us."
"Yeah, why do you have to pick on us Dick?" Terry joined in.
Alfred shook his head in amusement at their childish banter before noticing a throbbing vein from Bruce's older son. It seems like he was having an oncoming headache.
"SILENCE!" He roared. He wasn't used to seeing his family act so childishly. "Instead of pointing fingers won't get anyone anywhere. Gotham still needs to be patrolled. Are you all children?"
Silence came to the cave momentarily.
"Wow… The brat sounded like Bruce for a moment… but he's right! Gotham still needs patrolling. I suggest we get Tim! To the batmobile Robin—I mean Batman!"
"I'm not done—" The connection ended.
"… Do I want to know what you sent out?" Damian asked after they resumed their game.
Terry grinned slyly. "Would you like to see?"
"… I think I'll pass."
o.o.o.o.o
Tim sighed as he gone through yet another stack of files. Glancing at the time on the screen, he idly thought of patrol. It was less stressful compared to the amount of legal reading he has to go through day by day. Heck, he rather read through case files than these contracts. He pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned back in the plush office chair. This was going to be a long night.
Knock, knock
His blue eyes opened warily. Who's knocking? He sent Max home already there should be no one at this hour to bother him.
Knock, knock
"Open up!" A muffled voice came from behind him.
Tim swung his chair around and spotted Red Hood and Batman standing on the other side of the window. He raised a brow before opening the latch and letting them in. "What happened?"
"What makes you think something happened?" Jason chirped as he jumped in.
"The fact you're here." Tim replied dryly.
"Here, you'll need this." Dick said as he tossed him a bag.
Tim caught it with one hand and blinked at the familiar weight. He glanced to Dick curiously. The older man looked irritated. He decided not to ask, but Jason's snickering peaked his interest. "You patrol tonight and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble." Dick muttered as he moved to de-cowl and change.
"… You want me to babysit him?" Tim said in disbelief.
"Hey, I'm house broken." Jason stuck his tongue out childishly.
"Just keep an eye on him." Dick muttered packing away his costume for Tim take back to the manor.
"… I'm going to find out why you're hiding here tonight and I'm going to regret it aren't I?" Tim said dryly.
Jason snickered. "You can call your girlfriend."
"… Wait he sent it to her too?" Dick said in horror.
Tim shook his head, he really did not want to know what happened.