Chapter : I'm not Tired

Jason's POV

Finally sleep! I was exhausted! There had been a massive breakout from Arkham tonight. Bruce, Dick, and I were busy. After the criminals were behind bars, some crisis thing happened and Bruce and Dick were called in. I thought I'd never get home. I dragged my butt to the shower and finally into bed.

Soon as my head hit the pillow, the door creaked open slowly. Damn! Next thing I know, a midget scrambles onto the bed and crawls beside my ear. Pretend you're asleep! Just pretend you're asleep!

"Jay. Psst Jay! Are you asleep?" Tim whispers loudly into my ear, while shaking my shoulder.

"Stop shaking me!" I scream at him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad."

Damn. He looks upset.

"It's okay. What's wrong, Babybird? Did you have a bad dream?" I asked while sitting up and pulling him onto my lap.

He shook his head. "I can't sleep. I'm not tired."

For the love of God! Really! Now! I'm exhausted for Christ's sake!

I roll over, trapping him underneath my arm. "Well, you'll just have to try."

I can feel him struggling underneath my weight. "Jay, get off! You're too fat! And I'm not tired!"

"Shut up Tim! Go to sleep! And I am not fat! It's muscle!"

He finally wriggles out from underneath me. He starts shaking my shoulder again. "Jay. Psst Jay! Do you wanna hear a joke I heard?"

"Will you please be quiet!" Please.

"Can I play with your cell phone?" he asks as he picks my phone up.

I made a move to take it from him. He avoids my reach and rolls off my bed and flees my bedroom. Shit!

Immediately I fling the covers off my bed and race out into the hall slamming into Dick.

Dick's POV

Finally sleep! I was exhausted! There had been a massive breakout from Arkham tonight. Bruce, Jay, and I were busy. After the criminals were behind bars, some crisis thing happened and Bruce and I were called in. But luckily, I didn't have to stay. I thought I'd never get home. I dragged my butt to the shower and finally into bed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, the door creaked open slowly. It was either Timmy or Dami. They probably had a nightmare. It was Damian. I could feel his weight settle onto my bed. I sat up slowly and pulled him onto my lap.

"Dami, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Grayson, sleep will not enter my body! I have no desire to sleep either."

I have to deal with this now! Really! Now! I'm exhausted!

He jammed his finger into my shoulder. "Grayson, I demand you entertain me!"

"Damian, look, I'm extremely tired. Just try to go to sleep. Okay?"

"No."

The next second he had my cellphone held within his grasp and he flipped off of my bed and ran out into the hallway.

Immediately I scrambled out from under my covers and dashed out into the hall; colliding with Jason during the madness.

"Get off me dumbass! The Replacement has my phone!" he screamed at me.

"Watch your mouth! And get your fat ass off me!" I yelled.

"I'm not fat! It's muscle!"

"Yeah right… wait, did you say Tim took your phone?" I asked, while we untangled ourselves.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Damian also took my cell phone."

Jason's eyes narrowed. "They're in this together! Damn midget Nazis!"

"Calm down Jay. Your phone's password protected right?" I asked calmly.

"Dick, you do realize Tim has my phone. His IQ is higher than Bruce's. And he's only twelve! Plus he programmed the damn phone!"

Oh shit! Jason was right. If Damian and Tim were working together… Oh my God! My mind immediately flashed to my pictures. Oh my God! And there's no telling what Jason had on his phone.

"We have to find them! Now!"

********Break********

Damian's POV

The plan was working perfectly, I thought while stroking my cat. Drake and I were sitting in Father's bed. The fools would never think of looking in here.

"Drake is it finished yet?"

"Almost."

He was currently downloading all of their information to our laptops. Perfect. Soon we would have access to the greatest blackmail material ever. All thanks to two of the easiest passwords ever. Todd's was password and Grayson's was elephant.

The door suddenly burst open revealing the incredibly pissed forms of Grayson and Todd. Oh shit! We're screwed!

*********Break********

Bruce's POV

Damn that Arkham Breakout! Damn that Justice League! Damn that lack of sleep! I pulled my costume off and stepped into the shower in the Batcave.

I climbed the stairs. Sleep was within my grasp. All I had left was to check on the boys.

My heart immediately began panicking. None of them were in their rooms! Where are they! I opened the door to my bedroom and I was met by all four of them. They were all asleep. Tim and Damian were sleeping with their backs to each other. Dick and Jason had their arms encircled around their younger brothers.

I smiled at the scene. Wait a minute, are Tim and Damian tied to each other and gagged? Dick and Jason said they were tired and they're both too old to be playing hostage! I should have stopped at one.