Hello, once again! I here's another One-shot! I hope you enjoy! I may or may not have a holiday special let me know if you would to read about that or if you have any suggests that could occur.

I would to thank all those who took the time to read, review, vote/favorite my little story it means the world to me. -Jasz!

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You pout as you are forced to take a seat in your car seat. Sending pleading eyes at your dad who is tempting ignore them as he drives you and Damian over to Dicks. It wasn't fair that they were leaving you and the person in charge of your well being is your eldest brother. You can't help but wish for the most horrific thing to happen to those that are taking your daddy and brother away. Wishing Alfred had been the one to take care of you; but no he went on a trip with Granny Les. No babies allowed.

It's not that you don't love your eldest brother… it's just that he tends to hover like daddy would. Plus being crushed in his bear like embrace only makes you uneasy; it also doesn't help that he survives on cereal. That's the draw backs of being watched by the overzealous acrobat. Tugging on your Princess Elena doll and her sister Isabel closer; you can't help but think of your older and only sister. You often pretend that Elena was Cass and you were Isabel. That's pretty much why Cass bought you the dolls on your birthday. Lost in your thoughts you feel the car come to a stop.

Turning to face the window; your frown deepens as you glance upward to see the towering building. Your dad gets out of the car along with Damian, who goes to the side back door to get your weekend bag. While your dad opens the door to get you out. You whine as he unbuckles you and takes you into his arms. Going towards Dick's condo didn't take long. Which you dislike because soon your daddy and brother would be leaving you. Damian's expression was one of dread; he loathes the fact he has to leave you.

At the door Dick swings it open. The eldest Wayne Heir makes grabby hands at you all the while you cling onto your daddy's neck. Eventually you are in Dicks arms as Bruce goes about the condo to ensure your safety. Damian just glares at Dick who has you in a bone crushing embrace. You just lay limp in his arms as soft whimpers escape your lips.

"Grayson, let y/n breath." Damian scrolls as you send pleading messages to your older half brother.

"She's just so cute!" Dick mumbles as he takes in your appearance. You had a little navy dress with silver stars and matching Mary-Jane flats.

"Dick she's turning blue!" Bruce calls out from the play room.

Dick's grip lessens as you let out a gasp. You reach out to Damian who just shakes his head. Just as he's about to take you into his arms, your dad rounds the corner. You know they're leaving. After a few minutes of Bruce going over things; he starts out the door with Damian in tow.

"Daddy! Daddy! Dami! Dami!" You cry. The two have a heartbroken expression playing on their handsome faces. You can tell they just want to say 'forget it' and stay with you. Dick seems to have a hard time holding on to you. You pinch and scratch your older brother trying to get to your dad but they quickly make a dash out. Knowing they would drop the mission they have to do. As the door shuts you are set down. You quickly rush to the door and pound on it. You let your lungs and heart scream out until you just sit there. Once in a while hitting the door with your hand.

"N/n!" Dick calls out, he tried to calm you but you just ignored him. "N/n, look!" You glance up to see him walking on his hands about the living room. He does a flashy flip onto the coffee table and bows towards you. You smile wryly as you wipe your drying tears.

After some time you are seated by the coffee table playing with your dolls. Dick has Elena in his hand and another random toy in another. He tends to buy toys for you and leaves them there so you can have something to play with.

"Stop in the name of love!" Dick calls out in a falsetto as he places Elena in between Isabel (Your doll) and Skeletor.

"'Lena!" You cry as you make the Isabel doll glop over to the Elena doll.

"Isa, stand back! I'll protect you!" Dick's falsetto makes you giggle. "You will not get her, you evil monster!"

"Ba'man!" You screech as you toss the batman doll onto the table. Dick had gotten you exact replicas of the bat family for your birthday.

Dick drags the doll over to Skeletor and has them fight. You cheer as Dick makes Batman do 'crazy' stunts. You quickly pull out Robin and force him to enter the fight. Making fighting sounds as you throw the robin doll at another evil villain. Looking into your bag of toys; you find Red Hood and Red Robin grabbing both. You toss Red Hood into the mix while making pew-pew noises as Red Hood shoots at a minion doll. Red Robin is fighting another minion doll. Batgirl is added by Dick as he has her 'kick' one of the minions who is about to jump Nightwing. Spoiler and Black Bat join in and start to kick major butt. It ends with Nightwing saving Princess Elena from being the bride of Skeletor.

"The good guys win!" Dick cries then picks up the Elena doll and has her bounce over to Nightwing.

"Oh! Nightwing you saved our lives! How can I ever repay you?" His high pitch voice just makes you giggle.

"It was nothing, Princess Elena." He does his Nightwing Voice. "as for payment-"

"Dic-key, hung'y." You tug on his sleeve.

"My baby is hungry! Let's get something yummy for your tummy!" He drops the dolls and picks you up. He bounces into his kitchen and sets you on the counter. "What does my princess want?"

"Chicky Fingers!" You cry with glee. Chicky fingers or Chicken fingers/nuggets are what you often enjoy when you are away from the Alfred's watchful eye. Plus it's what Timmy usually gets you.

"How about Cereal?" Dick smiles at you and turns to open a cabinet. "We got… Fruity pebbles… Froot loops… Coco Puffs, I'm coco for coco puffs!... um… Frosted Flakes, lucky charms…" He lists on and on. You peek up to see boxes upon boxes of cereal. Blinking you wish your daddy left you with Jay-jay or Timmy at least they fed you proper and didn't smoother you.

"No chicky-fingers?" you questions while cocking your head to the side. That only makes Dick squeal at your adorableness.

"Sorry, baby, no chicky fingers. Just cereal." Dick smiles at you. His blue eyes shining with love and affection.

"Okay…" You sigh and point at a random box.

Dick quickly gets you a bowl he bought you at Target for you. It's one of those bowls with a straw attached. You glance at the blue bowl and see that it has a princess Elena picture in the middle. Smiling you watch as he adds the cereal and then the milk. He places a small spoon in the bowl and sets it in front of you. You quickly take the spoon and take some of the cereal. Take a bite of the sugary cereal you try not to flinch at the sugar over load. Alfred only lets you have Corn Flakes or raisin Brand.

Dick prepares himself a bowl and the two of you eat. You can't help but wonder why he loves this cereal so much. Once finished you just wait for Dick who finishes and sets both of the bowls in the sink. He picks you up and takes you to the living room to watch 'Somewhere in Dreamland'. Falling asleep in the middle of the mini movie, he takes advantage and snaps photos and sends them to the family.

The next day was just about the same, breakfast was cereal… bathed, watched some really old cartoons with Dickie, played dress up. He for some odd reason had an adult version of his old Robin costume. He dressed you in a bat girl costume and pretended his sofa was some evil villain wanting to hurt the family. Nap time and then Lunch which consisted of cereal… went to the park… dinner… cereal. That's how the days went.

It's the last day with Dick and you are unable to get over the fact that you've survived on cereal. Waking up before your brother, you wiggle out of his embrace and slip into your duckie slippers. Living with your ninja like family you've picked up some tricks. Silently you enter the kitchen and climb up to the counter. It's time to make Dickie pay for all the cereal you've consumed.

Dick wakes up with a start. He searches for you on the bed. Rolling out of the bed, he peeks into the bathroom. Nothing it's when he's at the entrance of the kitchen that he finds you opening a bag of cereal with a pocket knife.

"Y/N, WHAT-" He steps forward to see his beloved cereal on the ground in piles of crumbs as discarded box litter the ground.

"No mo' Ce'eal!" you cry as you lift the box and take out the bag.

"Y/n please… no." He sees the gleam in your c/e orbs you toss the box to the side.

"No mo'!" You tip the bag

"Don't do it, Y/n."

You smile sweetly at him and let the contents fall out of the bag. The look horror on his face makes you feel bad. But it had to be done. You spent the better part of the morning destroying his cereal. You just couldn't back out.

"You monster!" He cries as he falls to his knees.

It's how your dad and brother find the two of you. Dick crying over the spilled cereal and you on the counter swinging your feet. Crying out when you see your dad and make grabby hands at him. Bruce goes over and cringes at the crunch under his feet that only makes Dick sob loudly.

"What happened?" Bruce questions as you kiss his cheek and mumble 'daddy'.

"She's a monster!" Dick cries as Damian rolls his eyes once he reentered the kitchen.

"She's a toddler." Bruce replies as he stands beside Damian who has your bag of things.

"She's a cereal Killer! She did this!" They glance at the floor, counters that are littered with crumbs.

"I highly doubt that. How could she open the bags or boxes for that matter?" Damian retorts.

"She has a pocket knife! Jason-"

"Dick calm down."

You block out what is being said and smile swiftly at the hidden camera Timmy placed a while back. Jason would be proud of you for making goldie cry like that and Damian is amused yet slightly unsettled by the amount of cereal the oldest consumes. No one needs to know that Jason gave you the pocket knife. He said to use it only when your life depended on it (which it did?)… plus Damian was the one that showed you how to get up on the counter… nor the fact that Timmy was upset to Dickie for something… least he can be happy now… you avenged your brother without spilling blood. Something daddy would have your head for.

There you have it! I hope you enjoy it! I hope to hear/read your thoughts on this one-shot or any other one i've posted. -Jasz.

Posted on Wattpad and Fanfic: 11-22-15