I know it's been a while, but I haven't stopped! Just keep starting and not finishing shorts. ^^; Lots of projects in the works.

Dick-15 Jason-12 Cass-10 Tim-8 Damian-2

Office Pirates

"Mr. Mathews!" Mrs. Dalton jerked out of her chair when the head of accounts of Wayne Enterprises strode towards their CEO's office doors. She had called in Miss Barr from records to help organize some company pamphlets, exchanging stories the entire time. Finding the money man of the company charging forward pulled them away from their work and gossip. "What are you-"

"Where is Wayne?" His shrewd glare looked over the women without the slightest temptation, which only made the temp wonder which way he swung. No one ever looked over Selina Kyle like that, no matter what her persona at the moment.

"In his office," the aging secretary stated, getting out of her seat, "but he said- MR. MATHEWS!"

Ignoring them again, the angered man marched to the door, anger screaming from his face. Both women followed him, trying to run interference. Well, Mrs. Dalton tried, Selina was just there for the entertainment. "He said not to disturb him! He's in the middle of a very important-"

"His important meeting is with a pretty blond!" The man's spite as pressed forward really made his audience wonder about this guy. "I'll catch that skirt chaser in the act once and for all! The board cannot have a playboy for a-" He slammed open the office's double doors, some self-satisfaction on his face "company executive! Wayne! Your number is..."

When the man stilled, both women looked around him and smirked at the sight. Bruce Wayne was on his back with a fake sword pointed at his neck. On the opposite end was his youngest, little two year old Damian, looking very proud of his accomplishment. Jason and Timmy were hacking play swords recklessly at each other on the couches, the older wearing an eye patch and bandana and the younger with his dad's tie around his waist like a sash. Dick had a pirate hat on his head and a script in his hand as he tried to mimic what was in it. It looked like Cass was the one he just completed a scene with, because she looked away from him boredly to watch their brothers' vicious battle. None of them were paying attention to the door.

Selina snickered and took out her camera, snapping as many shots as she could before anyone noticed them. Mr. Mathews was very confused. "What the..."

"Oh no!" Bruce faked surprise and terror at the hands of his toddler. "I have been defeated by the great Damian! Whatever shall I do!"

"Cookies!" The babe cheered, swinging the toy into the air.

"Ah, no. I don't think so." An impish smirk appeared on the man's face. "How about snuggles instead."

"COOKIES!" the boy screeched, getting the teen's attention.

"Cookies sound wonderful. What's life without cookies?" He looked at the satchel gleefully. "Cookies are yum-scribly-umptious."

Their dad gave him a look from the floor. "You're not helping."

"I want cookies," Dick stated with a grin.

"Always," Cass added, rolling her eyes in amusement. She seemed to spot their audience, but chose to ignore them. Most of them were too in shock to be a threat.

"Don't you have a script to be studying? Captain?" The chiding tone in Bruce's voice was still light, but it was getting clear that he could not be changing his mind on this subject.

"It's kinda- HEY!" Dick's complaint was cut off by Jason and Tim leaping to the couch in front of him, still fighting it out. Tim's technique followed Alfred's instruction perfectly, which gave him an advantage over his brother's erratic movements. Too bad Jason was much larger and stronger.

"You'll never get me alive!" The older boy cheered, taking his role as villain much further than necessary.

"Not planning on it!" Tim took a swipe at the guy's legs, forcing him to flip backwards over the armrest behind him. "Tonight, you die!"

"Try it punk!" "Not if the Dread Pirate Roberts has anything to say about this!" Dick joined in the fight just as Jason launched forward to take down his foe. With both boys ganging up on the younger, their sister leapt up and defended him, mostly striking at Dick. The four way battle almost became complete chaos when Damian charged in. Their dad just watched in amusement as they tried to 'cut' each other to ribbons, most of them being careful not to hurt their smallest. "KYAA! Now you die!"

"Rule 8," Bruce reminded them quickly, just as a reminder so things didn't get out of hand. The ladies in there knew each of the rules by heart. Didn't stop Selina from taking a quick picture of it all. His eyes widened in surprise for a moment, then turned towards them after the flash. Caught wrote itself across his face as he looked at them. "Uh... hi."

"I have you now!" Jason shouted at the top of his lungs, catching and throwing Tim into the other couch's cushions. They hadn't seen the intruders quite yet.

"Well hello there," Selina teased with her Cheshire grin. Watching the man's face grow pink was quite enjoyable. "Having fun?"

"A bit. Do you mind Greg?" The CEO's eyes fell on his executive, somewhat annoyed. "We're in the middle of something."

"Nothing important I see..." Mr. Matthews was still getting his bearings. He clearly did not expect this.

"Children enjoying life is always important." Bruce pushed himself off the ground and walked over to them just as Dick caught Damian when he lost his footing. He reflexively looked back over to them to make sure they were alright, but all that happened was a fit of giggles and a knowing exchange of looks between him and his eldest. He looked back to his lead accountant. "Mind if we talk outside?"

"Of... Of course." The intruder took a step back and out of the office so they could speak outside of earshot.

Their boss nodded, looking back to the ladies. "Keep an eye on them will you? And stop them if there's any blood or hard surfaces involved. Otherwise they should be fine."

"Dear me..." Mrs. Dalton shook her head with some amusement while Selina took a quick candid of him leaving. She stopped him just before they passed each other, smiling at a private joke.

"Hey, I'd watch out for that one." She inclined her head towards the executive waiting not too far off.

A worry crease appeared between Bruce's eyebrows. "Why? Is he dangerous?"

"Maybe. To you." Her smile got even wider. "I think he has a man-crush."

Confusion then dread appeared on his face, making the lady laugh. He pinched the bridge of his nose and murmured just low enough for her to hear. "Selina, please, don't tease me like that. I don't need those kinds of rumors."

"Oh if you insist. Captain Tightpants." He rolled his eyes one last time as he left to take care of business. Not letting the opportunity pass, Selina took one more picture and joined the kiddos wreaking havoc on the office couches. "Careful now ye Buccaneers! The Kitty Captain is here!"

A/N: =P I wanted a scene where Bruce was caught playing with the kids. He's always so stoic, I wanted to make him a little goofy. I'll have to do something even funnier later, based off my dad with the grandkids. I dunno. Selina had to be there catching him being cute though. She needs to see him being a dad and loving it. Then she'd join in for giggles. Just a little thing.

GOOD NEWS! Sacrifice, the extended version, is going on in the Teen Titans cartoon section! It's highly edited and expanded, and already to chapter 30. The entire thing is 55 chapters. I wanted to announce it earlier, but... like I said, I have a million projects going on and could never manage to get a short here completed to make the announcement. Please check it out and comment, a lot. I love it when people comment and have questions. And I do answer them, privately. So yeah... have fun!