Yob3's request for the boys to interfere with Bruce's love life. (Hope you like it.)

Chapter 74: Termidate

Bruce's POV

"Bruce, I've enjoyed getting to know you." She whispered as we lay panting on the bed.

"I've enjoyed getting to know you as well." I responded, kissing her neck.

"Then why haven't you had me over yet?" she asked.

I reached out and tucked a piece of her flaming red hair behind her ear. "I'm not sure how my children would react. The last woman I brought home was when my two eldest boys were young."

"What happened?"

"I never saw her again."

"But, I'm not her. Bruce, I love you. I'm sure I'll love your kids. I want to meet them." she whispered into my ear as her emerald eyes were filled with sincerity.

"Alright, Pam. You can meet them, but it's your funeral." I replied before kissing her.

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

Damian' POV

"Father, why must we eat here?" I asked as he straightened my tie.

"Because, I want you, Tim, Jason, and Dick to meet someone." He replied. "Now, I want everyone on their best behavior." He growled while staring at me and Todd.

"I'll behave. It wasn't like I was gonna shank the waiter." Todd grumbled, rolling his eyes as Father confiscated his knife.

"Dick, you will act your age. Jason, don't kill anyone or anything. Tim… don't fight with Damian. Damian, don't kill anyone and do not fight with Jason or Tim." Father ordered as he began steering me towards the expensive restaurant.

"Bruce." A redheaded woman with emerald eyes greeted as Father smiled at her. "Are these your boys?"

"Pam, I'm glad you could make it. And yes, these are my boys." Father replied as Grayson stepped forward.

"This is my oldest, Richard, followed by Jason, Tim, and my youngest Damian." Father said as he introduced us.

"It is so nice to meet all of you. My name is Pam." The bitch smiled as her snakelike eyes scrutinized into all of our souls.

Something's not right…

"I need to use the restroom." I stated, while discretely stomping on Drake's foot.

"Ow! Damian!" he yelled as I glared at him. "Um, what I meant is, I'll go with you."

"I'll take them, Bruce." Grayson stated as he herded us towards the men's room with Todd in the rear.

"Does she look familiar?" Drake asked, once we were out of ear shot.

"Yeah, I think she's a stripper I've met before." Todd seriously stated.

"What were you doing with a stripper?" Grayson asked.

"Um… investigating?" Todd added. "I don't know, but I gotta bad feelin about her."

"I as well." I stated.

"Guys, I think she's Poison Ivy." Drake stated.

"Or maybe, we're afraid of losing our dad to a woman, so we're really just being suspicious… Naw, that can't be it. She's got to be a gold-digger." Grayson added.

"Dick, shut up." Todd growled as the four of peeked out and found Father and the woman holding hands as they leaned over the candlelit table. "Yeah, she's definitely a stripper. Just look at how big her boobs are. You could slip a lot of bills between them."

"Come on guys, we should just give her a chance and interrogate her." Grayson ordered as he shoved us over to our table.

Drake and I took a seat next to Father as Grayson and Todd took a seat on either side of the woman. The waiter soon brought us a bowl of bread along with our salads.

"Can I have yours? Your ass really can't afford the calories and I'm still a growing boy." Todd smirked as her mouth dropped open.

"Jason." Father warned as Todd rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, that was apparently rude… So, ever been to a strip club?" Todd asked as Father's mouth dropped open.

"Excuse me?" she asked in a startled tone.

"How old are you? I don't want to be the same age as my new mommy." Grayson added, studying her face.

"Your what?" she asked, taken back.

"Are your boobs real or fake?" Todd asked as his eyes travelled down her low-cut dress.

"That's none of your business!" she exclaimed.

"Are you a gold-digger?" Grayson inquired as her face flushed.

"No! I am not!" she exclaimed.

"Are you a terrorist?" Todd asked.

"No!" she bellowed.

"Are you pregnant? Cause, I hope it's a girl. I've always wanted a little sister to go along with my little brothers." Grayson stated in a voice filled with hope.

"No! We use protection!" She screamed as Father's face turned red.

"Aha! I knew you were a stripper!" Todd exclaimed.

"Are you Poison Ivy?" Drake asked as everyone stopped and turned to stare at him.

"Timothy. Richard. Jason. That is enough." Father growled.

"Are you only screwing my father for his money or do you possess feelings for him? If you do feel something, then you will have to fight my mother to the death for his affections." I added as she quickly got up from the table.

"Pam, don't go!" Father shouted to her retreating figure. Yet, he simply just slumped backwards in his chair.

"Leaving like that was rude." Grayson stated, returning to his salad.

"I know! We didn't even get to see her perform!" Todd exclaimed as Father began to message his temples.

"At least we can still have a nice father and son dinner." Drake stated. "Right, Bruce?"

"I should have stopped at one." Father groaned.