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A few moments turned into half an hour. Jason shook himself awake. He was comfortable and warm and just about slipped into a deep sleep before he remembered that there was no way in Hell he was staying at the manor for longer than necessary in the near future. He elbowed Tim away and sat up, holding Dick against his chest. The kid fell asleep fairly easy after they settled and it didn't seem like he was going to wake up anytime soon if Jason was careful. The plushie fell from Dick's loose grip. Mini Nightwing was more busy clinging to the real deal, than worrying about the toy.
Tim grumbled his displeasure at Jason waking him from his slumber and moved into warm place Red Hood vacated. Then he reached around Jason, snatched the plushie before Jay could react and snuggled up to it.
"Give it back!" Red Hood hissed after a few seconds of staring in disbelief at his younger brother.
"It's soft," Red Robin slurred. "Bye, Jay."
Jason huffed, but he couldn't in good conscience take the toy from Tim. Instead he pulled out his phone and took a few pictures as proof for Dick when he would complain about his missing plushie. Besides Dick didn't need any toys to cuddle anymore. He had Jason now, who was willing to put up with all the hugs Dick could want. And no, Jason was not jealous of a plushie of himself.
He stood up and threw covers over Tim to keep him warm. Then he turned off the lamp and walked out of the room, picking up a bag with Dick's things and shutting the door gently after him.
Jason slowly crept downstairs, just barely remembering to swing by the kitchen on his way out. He blinked at the bags with packed food waiting on the table. He now understood why Dick cleaned his fridge and didn't have anything to eat in his entire apartment. He wasn't kidding when he told him Alfred was giving him tons of food. What was he supposed to do with all of that? He stocked on normal and child friendly food before he came to pick mini Dick up.
He didn't need more. Still, Alfred's meals always won over normal food.
Jason picked up two bags, being careful to leave himself some room to maneuver. He eyed the remaining bags. He would need to make three more trips to get everything. But first things first. He needed to get Dick into the car before he buried him in food. Jason made his way to the garage to where Dick's car was undoubtedly relocated. He took the keys from the rack and headed to the car nearest to the gate. At least he wouldn't need to maneuver around the mess of cars to make an exit.
Jason put the bags on the floor and unlocked the car. Carefully he slipped into backseat and gently placed Dick in a car seat. The kid made a protesting sound and shifted restlessly. Red Hood paused in figuring out how to strap the damn harness.
"Jay?" Dick mumbled, sleepily blinking at him.
"Shh, go back to sleep," Jason said quietly. "We're going home."
"'m cold," Dick complained, shivering hard once.
Aww hell, Jason should have figured. It was chilly in the garage, but he hardly noticed. Dick's small body was more sensitive to the changes in the temperature though. And going from the warmth of Red Hood's body to the coldness of the car seat and their surroundings was enough to jar the kid into waking up.
"Sorry," Jason apologized and went back to playing with the car seat. "I'll get something for you as soon as you're safe in this thing."
Dick blinked down and sighed, batting Jason's hands away.
"Let me," he said tiredly and unmade Jason's mess to create his own, which actually seemed to be working.
Jason watched, trying to remember what to do in the future. When Dick was done he pulled a blanket from the bag he packed for Dick and covered the kid, tucking the ends to make sure the chilly air wouldn't get under the cocoon of warmth.
"I need to get a few things and then we'll get going," Jason said, turning to get the bags into the car. "Okay?"
Dick yawned and nodded.
"Can Tim come too?" he asked, snuggling deeper under the blanket.
"Tim?" Red Hood paused in surprise. "Why?" He was the favorite here, dammit, not Replacement.
"He read to me. It was nice," mini Nightwing shared.
Jason sighed and chuckled, shaking his head. Yeah, he could take the hugs and all, but he was definitely not going to read to his big brother. So since the Baby Bird was so eager, he could take the job.
"He's asleep now," he said. "So maybe tomorrow, alright?"
"Okay," Dick mumbled on the verge of sleep.
Jason smiled, checked that everything was safe and left the car.
"Jason?" he hear Dick call him and he ducked back in making a questioning sound. "Don't shave my head," mini Nightwing told him before falling asleep.
What the hell? Jason stared at the sleeping child in bewilderment.