So, I always planned to start this little mini-series for this AU only because I feel like it'll be a lot of fun and I also need an outlet for the main series. Anyway, please enjoy!

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Dick was practically vibrating with excitement.

He and Wally had made plans to spend the afternoon together! They never got to hang out much, but that was alright because they would get to today! Of course, he just had to ask for permission, but he was sure Leta and Damian would say yes. Leta was always saying that he needed to spend more time with other people and he was sure Damian wouldn't care either way.

He just had to make sure to keep Wally away from him. Yes, definitely. The redhead asked too many questions.

Dick strolled into the kitchen that Saturday morning, unable to keep the wide grin off his face. "Hey, guys," he greeted cheerfully, observing the three oldest. Stephanie was spooning the thick oatmeal in front of her, a look of disgust on her face. Damian simply had a cup of tea in front of him and Leta was standing near the stove.

That explained why Stephanie wasn't eating.

Speaking of the blond, she was the first to notice him. "Hey, Dickie," she chirped pleasantly, ever the friendly one. He had always found it ironic that the nicest person in the family was the one with the brightest hair.

This caught Leta's attention and she smiled. "Good morning, Richard," she greeted. She jumped as the oatmeal began to boil over and moved it to another burner. "Hungry?"

Dick shook his head. "No thanks, Le, I'm good," he politely declined. Leta was good at a lot of things- combating, investigating, leading- but cooking was not one of them. He grinned at the young man at the table. "Hi, Dami."

Damian gave him a curt nod. "Richard." His emerald eyes narrowed a second later. "Do not call me Dami." Dick expected nothing more, nothing less. And, according to Tim, Damian's words had long lost their sting.

Leta tilted her head, observing him. He hated it when she did that. "Is there something that you wanted to tell us, Richard?" she questioned.

Dick rocked on the balls of his sleep, his confidence suddenly dwindling. He knew that Leta and Damian meant well, but they could both be overprotective when Bruce and Alfred were away. Would they really say yes? "I, uh..."

Stephanie laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, Dickie," she assured him. Understanding shone in her pretty pale eyes. "You can tell us anything."

He took a deep breath; they were only his siblings. It wasn't like they would bite his head off. "I was just... wondering if Wally could come over today," he blurted. He bit his lip, gauging their reactions.

Damian blinked. "Who?" he asked uncaringly.

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "Iris' little brother," she clarified.

Damian's face darkened. "No," he decided crisply with sudden hostility that startled Dick. His eyes narrowed with slight contempt. "I will not have another Speedster in this house."

"What?" stumbled Dick, surprised at the reaction. He hadn't thought Damian would even acknowledge it. "Why not?"

This time, it was Leta who rolled her eyes. "Of course Wallace can come over," she amended. Her mouth formed a thin, annoyed line. "Damian has a problem with Speedsters, apparently. He never liked Danica, either." Danica Williams, he recalled, was Leta's friend, the adopted daughter of Barry Allen, and held the alias of Lady Flash. She was pretty cool; even Wally thought so.

Stephanie shrugged. "I never understood why that was," she admitted, her eyebrows furrowing in thought. "It wasn't like she was as silly as Bart or even Barry. She was always smart and sensible and nice. I liked her and I thought you would have at least tolerated her."

Damian scowled, though it was mainly directed at his older sister. "You've never walked in on them," he snapped at the blond, his cheeks tinged pink. Damian never blushed.

Dick's jaw dropped at the implication as he watched Leta's cheeks turn a brilliant shade of red. It was as if her carefully-crafted composure had slipped from her face. "You should have knocked!" she hissed, glaring at her brother.

Stephanie seemed as shocked as he was. "Hold on, you and Danica were screwing?" she demanded. Her lips curled into a shit-eating grin. "Holy shit! How come you never told me? Did Bruce know?"

Leta gave her a withering look, making him flinch. "Watch your mouth," she hissed, gesturing to him. "And for your information, it was none of your business, nor was it Father's."

Dick blinked, allowing this information to sink in. He hadn't known that she and Danica had been a thing. Were they still a thing? He shook his head of these thoughts; now wasn't the time. He was a man on a mission. "So, can Wally come over or...?"

"Yes!" decided Leta loudly, her face still redder than said Speedsters hair. "Wallace can come over at one today and your brother is going to keep his mouth shut!" She gave Damian a wide, fake smile. Though, since she never really mastered "Right, dearest brother?"

Damian scowled up at her. "I have better things to concern myself with anyway," he bit out, standing up from the table and leaving the kitchen.

Leta's eyebrow twitched. "I'm going to meet Donna and Cassandra for brunch," she announced, also stalking away.

Dick peered up at Stephanie. "What just happened?"

The blond shrugged. "Who knows with those two?" She ran her fingers through his hair. "Do you want me to make you and Wally cupcakes for this afternoon?"

"He'll appreciate that."

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Yes, Leta is bisexual. And yes, both Danica and Rex will be her main romantic interactions. And yes, Damian despises both of them, but who doesn't Damian despise? And yes, poor Dick just wants to have his best bud over. Anyway, I hope you liked it and please review!