Here's part 2. Yes, there will be three parts to this story. I know that now, because I finished the whole story in one night. Yay me! And it gets so f*cking cheesy, but it's 11 at night and I'm running on two hours of sleep and a cup of coffee.

Dick had a sudden twist in his stomach, as if Jason was about to do something stupid, or something he would regret doing. The feeling didn't go away, and it wasn't as strong as usual, so maybe it wasn't his 'Jason sense' like he thought. He really hoped that he was just feeling a little sick because he was recovering from his stab wound.

Bruce stared, dumbfounded, as the four boys turned into robins and started squawking and making all sorts of whistling sounds. In the original, they turned into ravens, but since we're all Robins, I thought would be a better direction to go. Besides, there were seven of them and one girl, so I've already changed too much.

The boys-now-robins flew out of the window, and Bruce stared after them, eyes wide.

"Well, shit," he said.

"I think you mean 'shipping containers'," Tim said. Dick rolled his eyes.

"I mean, shipping containers," Bruce amended.

Tim nodded.

"Thank you," he said.

Bruce bit his lip and let out a sigh.

"GIRLS!" he called. The girls rushed into the room immediately.

"What's wrong, dad?" Barbara asked.

"I fucked up," Bruce said.

There was a snicker, but Dick didn't catch whoever it came from.

"So, like, the boys were arguing, and somehow, I managed to turn them into birds. I would go after them myself, but the story requires that a female go after them."

"Alright, who is it gonna be?" Selina asked. Bruce shrugged.

"I don't know. Which of you is single?" he asked. Cass and Steph pointed immediately at Barbara, who groaned.

"Guess I'll go out and get engaged to some douchebag," she said. "Wish me luck."

And so, she headed out with a needle, some thread, and scissors. She wandered around until she came across a house in the woods. She shrugged to herself and knocked on the door. It was opened to reveal a frantic-looking woman with her hair a complete mess in a silver dress.

"I'mRunningBehindAndMyHusbandIsGonnaBeHomeSoonAndIHaveToMakeSupperAndFixHisCloakAndI'mRunningOutOfBreathHelpMeI'veBittenOffMoreThanICanChewAndDoesAnyoneReallyPayAttentionToThisOrCanIPutAnythingHere- "

"Whoah, calm down!" Babs interrupted her. "You said you need to make supper and fix your husband's coat before he gets home?"

The woman blinked surprisingly at her.

"You understood me?"

"Well, I have four brothers and a father with a cult surrounding him," Babs said. "But that's not important. You need any help? I could stitch up your husband's coat."

"Couldn't you cook or something?" The woman asked. Barbara smiled sheepishly at her.

"I'm not exactly the best cook," she admitted.

The frantic woman let her inside, introducing herself as Jade.

Tim and Damian shared confused looks. Dick smirked at them.

"Jason would get it first shot," he said. He felt his smile falter a little bit. These stories felt a little different without Jason commenting every once in a while. He would have laughed his head off because he knew Roy would be directly involved. He would also complain about Jade being out-of-character, and Dick would have argued that he didn't like or trust her because of a biased opinion.

Kate sighed and leaned her head back in her chair. It occurred to Dick that he had no idea when they had gotten there and no idea how long they had been up.

"If you guys wanna go ahead and get some sleep, feel free," he said. "You guys aren't contractually obliged to sit here and listen to me destroy childhoods."

Kate and Luke laughed while Duke let out a yawn. The three agreed and headed upstairs. Dick wasn't gonna lie, he found his audience a little empty now. But he wasn't going to complain.

Babs came in and stitched up the coat, which was also silver. She was starting to get suspicious about all the silver things, but then the husbando came home. Barbara's eyes widened.

"Hey, I feel like I know you," she said. The husband walked inside and blinked at her a bit nervously.

"No you don't," he said. Babs nodded to herself.

"Yes I do," she said. "You're friends with two of my brothers."

"Dammit," Roy said.

"ROY?!" Tim and Damian exclaimed. Dick nodded, an innocent smile on his face.

"Yep! Turns out, I've spent so much time with Roy and Wally that they've learned how to keep secrets, too," he said. He frowned a little bit. "And Wally somehow taught himself how to convincingly pretend to be asleep…"

"Why would he do that?" Damian asked. Dick shrugged.

"I don't know," he said. "He told me that he always practiced it when I was around. His excuse was that if he could trick a Bat, he could fool anybody."

"But WHY?" Tim asked. Dick shrugged.

"Haven't found that out in the 10 seconds since Damian asked me," he said. Tim threw a pillow at him, which he easily dodged.

Jade looked between the two of them.

"Glad to see that the two of you know each other," she said. Roy cleared his throat.

"Anyway, what are you doing here?"

"My dad fucked up," Babs said nonchalantly.

Tim and Damian snickered.

"How so?" Roy asked.

"He turned my brothers into birds somehow," she said.

"Maybe we could help you," Roy suggested. Jade frowned.

"Within reason, of course," she said. Roy nodded.

"Of course," he agreed. He snapped his fingers, a smile on his face. "Hey, I know! See, we work for the moon, Connor."

"Connor is the moon?" Babs asked. Roy nodded.

"Yeah. Listen, we could ask him if he saw where the guys went."

Barbara thanked him and stayed the night at their place. While helping Jade clean the table after a delicious meal, Jade handed her some chicken bones.

"What are these for?" she asked. Jade shrugged.

"You never know," she said. Babs nodded and pocketed the bones because that wasn't creepy at all.

"I'm glad Gordon isn't here," Damian said. "She would KILL you for the amount of times you've called her 'Babs'."

Dick nodded agreeably.

The next morning, Roy informed her that Connor had seen four robins flying around the Amber Mountains.

"Where is that?" Babs asked.

"Follow your nose until you can go no further," Roy said. Barbara blinked at him.

"Well, that's helpful," she said sarcastically. Roy frowned at her.

"Listen, that's what the original story said," he told her. "Don't get md at me for something the Polish decided to write. Honestly! Ludzie są tak niegrzeczni w dzisiejszych czasach, obwiniając arbitralne postacie w nieistotnych bajkach za każdą drobiazg, która nie ma sensu."

Babs blinked at him and shrugged to herself, not caring.

"Wait, what did you say?" Damian asked. Dick just smiled. Damian turned to Tim, who shrugged.

"All I got was 'arbitrary characters' and 'unimportant fairytales'," he said. "I'm still working on my Polish."

"Google translate?" Damian asked. Tim winced.

"Is that a good idea?" he asked. Damian pulled out his phone and asked Dick to repeat what he said.

"'People these days are so immoral that they accuse random characters of absurd stories about everything that happens in the press'?" Damian read. Dick and Tim stared at him in disbelief before Dick burst into laughter.

"Y-yeah, sure… that's close enough!" he exclaimed. Tim and Damian frowned at each other in concern.

Babs followed his advice somehow and ended up at the Amber Mountains. The sides were as steep as glass.

"Yeah, there's no way I'll be able to climb up that thing," she told herself. She stuck her hands in her pockets, frustrated. She felt the bones that were still in there. She pulled them out, an idea coming to her. She stuck one in the mountain and put her foot on it, putting her other one on too.

Instead of dwelling on the fact that chicken bones were weak enough for a human to bite in half and worrying about the fact that these bones belonged to no normal chicken, she stuck another bone in the mountain and continued on her way.

When she finally reached the top, she was a little out of breath, but she immediately perked up when she spotted four robins flapping their wings at each other. Even as birds, they were yelling at each other. Figures.

This made Tim and Damian burst into laughter. When they finally calmed down, Dick had decided on the next part of the story.

Barbara ran up to them excitedly.

"Guys!" she exclaimed. To her surprise, the robins stopped chirping at each other and turned to her. Then, they chirped excitedly and flew up to her. Barbara's smile fell when they were dragged backwards. The robin that was Tim flew back to the ground and pecked at something on the ground. When Barbara looked, she saw that they were chained to the ground.

"Ooh," Damian said.

"Plot twist," Tim agreed.

"What happened to you guys?" Barbara asked.

"I happened to them," said a voice from behind them. Barbara turned around and saw Kitten. She frowned in curiosity.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asked. Kitten's eyes widened.

"Seriously? You have no idea?" she asked. Barbara shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Kitten growled a little bit. "Your brother abandoned me at prom!"

The robin that was supposed to be Dick chirped angrily. Kitten pointed a finger at him.

"Don't you DARE deny it!" she exclaimed. You wouldn't think you'd ever see three robins holding a fourth robin back to stop him from pecking someone's eyes out angrily, but I'm sure that would be quite the sight.

"You abandoned her at prom?" Damian asked. Dick rolled his eyes.

"Technically, she cheated on me," he said. "Her boyfriend showed up, we got into a fight, Kitten somehow got it into her makeup-poisoned brain that we were fighting over her, but I was fighting Fang because he attacked me first. If anything, she K.O.'d her own prom. Then Star and I became prom King and Queen, but that's not important."

"You became prom King of a prom you weren't even invited to?" Tim asked.

"Kitten forced me to take her," Dick said. "It was the worst few minutes of my LIFE. ESPECIALLY when she forced me to dance with her. And she almost KISSED ME!"

Dick shuddered at the memory. Tim and Damian both facepalmed.

Jason pointed an angry, accusatory finger at Alex.

"Maybe it's because you were born a rich kid, but I'd listen up, if that isn't too hard for you," he said. Alex gave him a genuinely shocked look. He probably hadn't expected Jason to take his complaints about the Wayne family so personally. "You shouldn't judge people based on where they've come from."

"Then judge them based on what?" Alex asked condescendingly. "Their personality?"

Jason clenched his fists again and turned away from Alex. It was taking more willpower than it should not to shoot this kid in the face. His eyes wandered over to the mural on the wall and an idea struck him. He had a vaguely good idea about how he could get through to Alex… without guns, anyways.

Kitten stuck her tongue out at Dick. She turned her attention back to Barbara.

"Anyway, I'm the evil witch that turned your brothers into the dumb birds that they are," she said. Her statement was met with a lot of angered chirping that you wouldn't want a translation to.

Damian coughed into his elbow.

Barbara glared at Kitten.

"Turn my brothers back into humans right now!" she shouted. Kitten yawned.

"No."

"Do it or I'll cut them loose from the chains and sick them on you!"

"They're magic chains, dummy," Kitten told her. "You can't cut them, especially not with scissors."

"Dammit," Babs growled. The Jason robin chirped, the Tim robin responded, both looked at Damian, who also chirped, then they all looked at Dick who chirped as well. They all started chirping, making Kitten's eyes widen.

"What!?" she exclaimed. "You want me to make a bet with Barbara in order to give her a chance to turn you guys back into humans and that's the only way you won't find a way to escape and peck my eyes out in the middle of the night?"

Dick chirped. Kitten huffed.

"You guys are even BIGGER assholes when you're tiny birds," she said. Dick flew up a little bit and chirped something. Kitten's eyes went wide again.

"I'm pretty sure your butler would wash your mouth out with soap for that one," she said. Dick chirped again, making her eyes open wider and causing blush to spread across her face. She then turned very angry.

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" she shouted. Dick chirped again, making her mouth fall open. "DON'T YOU DARE BRING MY FATHER INTO THIS, YOU IMPUDENT, STUPID LITTLE- "

"You could spend the rest of your life being insulted by a bird," Barbara interrupted. "Or you could give me a chance to have my brothers turned back into humans."

"FINE!" Kitten shouted. "Go silent for seven years and I'll turn them back into humans!"

"No fair!" Barbara shouted. "Make it four years and I'll do it."

"Deal," Kitten said. The two shook hands, and Barbara set back off down the mountain, petting her brothers one last time. Next time she saw them, they hopefully wouldn't be birds.

Barbara made her way home. Bruce, Selina, Cass, and Steph were all delighted to see her, and, obviously, they had a lot of questions. Babs almost answered them, but then she remembered that she couldn't say anything, and she kept her mouth shut.

In real life, Babs knows sign language. I'm going to translate that to the story so that I can keep making her say sassy things.

"Yeah, like mentioning the bet she made with the witch," Damian said. Dick nodded.

"That's right," he said.

And that's how she explained everything to them. Now, in the original story, she was supposed to remain silent for seven years. Four years were supposed to have passed when a royal hunting party came through the woods. For lack of brain power, let's say the guy's name is Paris. And we can keep the fact that it had been four years, just… not exactly four years since the day of the bet.

"Who's the prince?" Damian asked.

"Some dipshit that Babs told me about," he said. "She never gave me any details, but she said that he was the nephew to a mob boss who got obsessed with her. She thinks he had a legit crush on her, but I'm still pretty sure that he liked her… know what? Never mind."

"So you're using the name of the guy who was moles- "

Tim slapped a hand over Damian's mouth.

"Just tell us WHEN this happened," he said. Dick thought for a moment.

"A little after I became Nightwing and before Jason became Robin," he said.

"When she was paralyzed?" Tim asked. Damian's eyes widened.

"No, that happened about five years after that," Dick said. "Jason still wasn't Robin yet."

"Is that why he was so shocked to see her on her feet when he first came back?" Tim asked. Dick nodded.

"Yeah, as Robin, he was used to seeing her in a wheelchair," Dick said. He frowned slightly. "I don't think I ever told him how she got her legs back…"

"YOomph-nvr-ld-e-e-wuh-n-uh-eel-chare," Damian mumbled. Dick frowned at him.

"I didn't?" he asked. Damian shook his head. Tim pulled his hand away from Damian's face with a disgusted look on his face.

"Did you just lick my HAND!?" he demanded. Damian nodded, glaring at him.

"Keep your hand AWAY from my MOUTH if you don't want me to BITE your FINGERS off!" he shouted. "You got LUCKY this time, Drake!"

Translation:

"Ludzie są tak niegrzeczni w dzisiejszych czasach, obwiniając arbitralne postacie w nieistotnych bajkach za każdą drobiazg, która nie ma sensu."

"People are so rude nowadays, blaming arbitrary characters in unimportant fairytales for every little thing that doesn't make sense."