Chapter: 21
"Yo Jay-Bird, where'd you hide my cigarettes? I'm really craving my nicotine right now." Dick screamed to his brother who was across the room.
"I told you a thousand times Dick, these things are bad for you, what do you think Bruce would do if he found out you were smoking in the house?" Jason sat on the couch fixing the elder bird with a light, mother-hen chastising glare.
"Then I'll smoke outside, stop being such a golden-boy and give them to me already." Dick moved to tackle down Jason, only to be side swept by Tim.
"I won't have you soiling father's household with your atrocious habits Grayson!" Tim growled out, a blade pressed up against the acrobat's neck.
"Demon get off of Dick, Bruce won't be happy if he found out you killed someone." Damien commented from his spot near-by where he was reprogramming his computer for the umpteenth time.
The four boys continued to bicker, Jason sitting dejectedly on the couch, Dick trying to find where his cigarettes were, Tim trying to maim Dick only to be restrained by Damien. Bruce stood in the doorway to the living room, taking in the scene with dismay. Why did this have to happen?
"Bruce!" the billionaire was taken out of his thoughts as an innocent looking Jason cried out to him. "Dick's going on a rampage again" the once black sheep pointed at the once golden-boy who had withdrew his gun and aimed it at a Tim who had his cigarettes, smiling.
"Dick, that's enough! Tim give me them." Bruce held his hand out expectantly at the now suddenly ex-assassin.
"Fine by me pops; I still know where the alcohol is!" Dick grinned mischievously as he darted out of the room.
"Dick I told you not to poison your body with such swill!" Jason ran after the acrobat desperately.
During patrol last night Mad Hatter had taken advantage of Batman's turned back and somehow managed to have all four of his sons switch their personalities. Bruce now regretted having put the Mad Hatter into a coma since he had to wait for Zatanna to come back from an off-world mission.
Now Dick was a drug abuser, Jason was suddenly a goody-two shoe, Tim had turned into Satan himself, and Damien was more withdrawn and depressing.
"I'm father's favorite son! I will be the one to take over his legacy!" he heard Tim shout, great. They're starting again.
"That's not true, he loves me more! I'm Bruce's actual son, unlike your adopted self!" Damien cried back. The two youngest growled at each other before pouncing, a huge brawl starting.
"Hahah! I've got my bets on the demon spawn!" Dick cried out, a brown glass beer bottle in one hand, and a cigarette in the other. Dick had become frustrated earlier and quickly ripped up all of his pants and wore the darkest shirt he could find in his closet which happened to be a dark blue, he had already tried to go out and get some piercings, thank God Alfred was around to stop him.
Jason on the other hand, was dismayed to see all of his clothes a punk-rocker rebellious style and quickly set to work trying to salvage the ripped pants and make lighter of the gothic shirts, short of bleaching them.
"You two, break it up now! You shouldn't be fighting each other, we're family!" Jason said sternly, standing in between the two fighting birds.
"You're naïve views of family sickens me Todd." Tim scoffed out before disappearing into the shadows.
"Don't mind him Jay; I think you have great ideas for bringing our family together!" Damien tried to comfort his brother once he saw tears threatening to spill over.
"Dami! I knew I could always cont on you!" Jason enveloped the youngest into a bear hug, sniffling and hiccupping the whole time.
"No, he's just a suck-up. He'd do anything for some brownie-points from you." Dick scoffed, finishing off his bottle and quickly going off to retrieve another.
Just as Bruce was about to sedate his kids Alfred stepped in, "I suggest the four of you get prepared for tonight's patrol or Master Bruce may see it fit not to take you along." Alfred indirectly threatened. Instantly all of Bruce's birds were out of sight and down in the Bat-cave.
"Oh great. This patrol will be one to remember."
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"Bane has broken out. Let's take him down quickly and wrap it up within the hour." Batman said, landing just outside the isolated warehouse.
"Whatever you say, boss-man." Jason's cheerful voice came from over the comm. link. Batman watched as four shadowy figures got into position before he went to confront Bane. Breaking through the skylight's windows the dark knight's frightening figure descended upon Bane, taking him to the ground with his momentum.
"You're more foolish than I thought, taking me on alone like this." Bane snapped his fingers and instantly his henchmen surrounded the bat.
"You're more foolish than I thought." Batman said as his son's dropped into the crowd of men. "Thinking that I would come alone." With a black, Kevlar-covered fist slamming into a steroid-pumped cheek, the fight began. Bane and Batman disappeared from the main, open area, leaving his birds behind to deal with the rest.
"Hood! Toss me one of your guns will ya? These glow sticks aren't helping much with keeping them down. Permanently." Nightwing called, side stepping a henchmen before allowing one of his escrima sticks strike his neck, knocking the thug out.
"No killing!" Red Hood yelled back. He was forced to stick with hand to hand combat since he had nothing but guns, explosives, and knives on him. "I really don't want to hurt you, why don't you just go home and appreciate your life?" Jason tried desperately. He really hated having to hurt people just because they were trying to get some easy money.
"Quit being such a baby and throw me a gun! Or a knife at least! Something other than these useless sticks, I can't do anything with them!" Dick tossed his hands up in the air, indirectly seeing a hidden button that he had forgotten about. "Never mind." Nightwing ran around to all the henchmen, sending electrical currents through each of their bodies. The whole time a huge grin was on his face, it was a darker one, completely opposite of his usual happy-go-lucky smile.
"I don't understand why you have to be so dark all the time, I've been beaten with a crowbar, blown-up, and then brought back to life and I'm just fine!" Jason said as he allowed two thugs to run into each other by flipping over their heads.
"That's because you're unnaturally cheerful. No one else would come back happier than ever, I bet you have some weird brain disease." The four birds finished off the thugs, Jason and Dick then proceeded to meet in the middle of the warehouse.
"Oh poor 'Wing, you've had a falling out with Bats. It's ok, I'll always love you." Jason crushed Dick into a hug, the latter struggling with all his might to get free.
"Let me go damn it!" as the two bickered like that Robin and Red Robin stood to the side. The youngest unaware of a shadow creeping up behind him until Red Robin acted.
"I can't believe father allowed you to become Robin. You're obviously inadequate in you skills to even be trusted on the field!" Red Robin hissed at his younger brother after he took down the threat.
"Shut up! You're just upset cause Bat's gave Robin to me and sent you to the dogs!" the two proceeded to tumble against the ground, restarting their never ending fight.
30 minutes later
Batman returned with an unconscious Bane tossed over his shoulder as if he were a sack of rice, the dark knight had various minor injuries (a bruise here, a few cuts there) dotting his body, none that needed immediate attention though. This had been one of the quicker fights he had with Bane, thankfully.
"Get off of me!" two simultaneous yells echoed through the mostly emptied warehouse, causing the dark knight to sigh in exasperation.
"Enough!" Batman forced each bickering pair apart, heaving a happy sigh thinking the commotion was finally over. Then Zatanna fell through the already broken window.
"There you are." She dusted off glass fragments off of her clothes, quickly frowning once taking in the scene.
"Don't ask. Just fix them."
A/N: I thought this would've been a fun short. I haven't read any fic's where they switch attitudes and yea…here the stats:
Nightwing-Dick Grayson
Batman-Bruce Wayne
Robin-Damien Wayne
Red Robin-Tim Drake
Red Hood-Jason Todd
And here is how the attitudes were switched:
Dick-Jason
Damien-Tim
Good? Not good? Awesome? Horrible? Babbling? Most likely X3, don't own batman. Reviewz!