Tim could feel the tension in the room.

Bruce sat at the head of the table, Damian had long since knocked Dick away from his Father's right hand side and brooding, Edward was a guest so he was sitting right on Bruce's left, Dick next to Damian and Jason next to Edward.

And well, Tim thought it was best to be in a safe spot so he had refused to move off of the redhead's lap and instead figured that Bruce could grab Damian if he lunged across the table. So he sat in the ex-rouge's arms eating his food quietly.

Edward was hunching over him a little bit like a cat with it's ear back but than again Damian was scowling at him with dull eyes promising death as soon as possible. However Tim thought that was hate was for him and not for Edward.

Edward however kept moving uncomfortably trying not to look at Damian for anything. Every time Edward moved Tim had to move so he whined once and the redhead stopped moving for five minutes before the other couldn't help but squirm again.

Meanwhile both Jason and Dick where trying to hid their green beans from Alfred, who kept coming back to put more back on their plates. After a few they gave up when Alfred took their green beans form their napkins and put them back on their plates thus make a nice little mounds of wonderful veggies.

"Bruce, can we stay up late?" Dick asked scooping some chicken and chewing on it. "Mm, please?"

"I wanna play more games after dinner." Jason added excitedly. "Almost half way through the game!"

"Hey, let's play a two player game. I can totally beat you." Dicki grinned. "I am the best gamer."

"Yeah, sure ya are." Jason smirked at him as flicked a green bean at him. "Your only second best."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO!"

"ENOUGH!" Damian yelled banging his hand on the table. "YOU TWO! Eat your food and be done with it or I shall throw your video thing out the window!"

"Bruce!" Both the younger boys cried to in horror.

"Alright, that's enough. Dick, Jason eat your food, Damian stop glaring at Edward and Tim please sit in your own seat."

Edward almost fell backwards as chaos broke out. He looked in disbelief and shock at Bruce Wayne as the two middle boys started to yell at one another, the oldest one (Demon child) was demanding that the youngest one be handed over to him and the toddler who never said more than one or two words at a time was swinging a fork like a sword at the demonic teenager like a sword screaming 'Back, Back, Damian, back!'.

Bruce scowled and looked at Edward. "What?"

"...You need Nanny or someone to help you." Edward said loudly over the yelling. "Is it always like this?!"

"No, not at all!" Bruce yelled back barely getting Edward to hear him. "Today's a good day!"

"You have got to be kidding me!" Edward called back moving back when he fork almost got him. "How do you handle it?!"

"It gets easier over time!"

"Advice from others?"

"No, not at all! Watch this!" Bruce stood. "ENOUGH."

The room went silent.

"Thanks you. Now all of your are grounded, and going to bed early." Bruce said before sitting down. "Any questions?"

"...I'm not grounded right?" Edward whimpered like a child.

Bruce couldn't stop laughing at Edward for the rest of the night.


Damian was grumbled as typed angrily at his computer when something whoosh and suddenly West/Irey was sitting right next to him downing a large tub of ice cream. He glared at her with such intesetive that she fell over for a second before sitting back up.

"Stop that!" She yelled. "You look like a crazed animal!"

"Aw, he's just upset that his little brothers are all cuddling up to someone else~" Kona snickered as she flew into the window close it with her TTK. "Dick and Jason are with Daddy Bats~ And Tim is chilling with the Riddler~"

"What have I told you about listening into our conversations?!" Damian barked. "I swear I'll banned you from the team!"

"Yeah, sure, ya will." Kona grinned taking her spot laying side ways. "You Kid Flash, I am in need of something fizzy and bubbly-" Whoosh! "-Thanks! Ah, Soda form France. Yum."

"Both of you out!"

Three hours later Damian found himself feeling stupid as the three of them played a game called hide and seek and this game was harder to play when you had to hide your hear beat from a superhuman and one who could run faster than light.

Of course after this intense game Damian was exhausted but he had won and found both of them within a few minutes. Happy with his victory and the fact the others went home for the night, Damian was once again bored and to be honest he missed taking care of his little/older brothers.

Sighing Damian walked around before he ended up lurking around the Manor. He first spied on his Father getting the other two to bed, hm, not luck stealing them than, he watched Pennyworth putting away cookies, of which he took three, before roaming the home once more before stopping to glare at the door.

This door was the guest room door. Well, one of them, since there where many... Either way this one he had a grudge against because in there was a certain redhead he wanted to beat, oh how he wanted to beat him, and a little child in there who shouldn't even be in there much less with a villain.

So, quietly he creeped into the room hiding in a near by shadow. Eyes narrowed with anger as he saw that idiot Nigma asleep on bed, a book in hand, Drake was curled up to him with his back against the other and using the other's arm as a pillow.

Trying not to grumble out loud Damian started to trek his way over to them as slowly and as quietly as possible when suddenly Drake sneezed. Damian froze where he was in lowering himself as the little child wiggled a bit before falling back to sleep.

Walking up to them again Damian reached over as slow as possible when that damn redhead idiot rolled over and pulled the toddler into a curled hug! Damn it all to hell! Damian hands twitched with the need to strangle that Riddler to death when suddenly he was yanked out of the room.


Edward jerked awake looking over to the bedroom door blinking sleepy before rolling back over to fall back asleep almost instantly head plopping on the pillow with the vauge thought that he had heard someone let out a hack sound.

Tim smiled laughing in his mind before drifting back off into sleep.


"I wasn't going to kill him Father," Damian grumbled as they walked down the stairs. "I was... going to just take him to the brink of death is all."

"Damian, I know your jealous-"

"I'M NOT JEALOUS!"

"-But look at it from Tim's point of view." Bruce continued placing a comforting hand on his son's shoulder. "To him you're just luring him into a false sense of security."

"I would not harm him, Father." Damian said looking down. "I would not... not now, not after all this."

"I know son," Bruce agreed. "It'll get better. He'll probably remember in the upcoming days, but until than just give him space. You still have Dick and Jason."

"They just want your attention since being home." Damian hissed but stopped as the doorbell ran. "I swear if that's you Kona-El you are done for!"

Bruce just grinned. "Come now, Damian, it can't get worse."

The door flung open and there was Jonathan Crane who startled seeing Damian.

"YOU...!" Damian screamed in anger, lunging at him. "I'll kill you!"

"Ahhhhhh...!" The Ex-Doctor turned and ran. "Help! Help Police! Help Batman! Someone help me!"

Bruce could only stare before going after them. He never thought he would have to say the Scarecrow from a sixteen year old boy who had a little brother complex.

Thank you life, thank you.


IT'S NEW YEARS EVE! TIME TO SLEEP AND PARTY TOMORROW!

I need help you guys because upon Reading the last few pages of the background for Riddler and Scarecrow I can only say "OMG, their lives where horrible..." Than I cried.

Eddie Nastion/Edward Nigma aka Riddler was abused by his dad all his life even up to his adulthood until he got away. Why you ask? Well, some people just abuse their kids because their sick, but this evil daddy did it because Edward was smart. Yep, he beat Edward because Edward was smart beyond his age. In his desperate attempt he tired to prove that he wasn't a devil child but a smart child and his father was an ass.

Jonathan Crane aka The Scarecrow: OMG. I WAS ALL "Holy shit his Grandmother did what to him?! I would go all crazy too! She's a insane believe of the bible who covered his grandson into some sort of spray or something than kicked him out into the corn fields with a scarecrow and cows attacked, clawed, torn, and beat the hell out of him.

So, my thing is do you thing that (And please look up their pasts) if they can be healed and reformed like Edward did but I was thinking about making a story in which Tim tries to help them alongside Bruce.

What's your thoughts?

Love you guys! Have a very happy New Year's Eve!