Roy is 18. Dick is 16. Connor and Jason are 12.

Chapter 16: Operation SWOB

Roy's POV

"Boys, I want the two of you on your best behavior tonight." Ollie instructed as I ignored him.

"Dad, how long are you and Mr. Wayne going to be?" Connor asked as Ollie shrugged.

"I don't know son." Ollie replied as we pulled into the winding driveway of Wayne Manor.

Bruce and Ollie had some rich, business, charity thing to go to tonight in Gotham. And Dick and I were going to babysit our younger brothers. Luckily, Dinah had taken Artemis and Mia for a girly spa thingy.

Ollie parked and the three of us walked up to their front door.

"Hey, Connor!" Jason screamed as Connor pushed past us and ran inside.

"Hey, Jason!" Connor screamed as the two twelve year olds disappeared upstairs.

"Roy, no patrol, don't burn down Bruce's house, don't let Connor near sugar, don't kill anyone, don't leave the house, nothing rated R, call me if anything goes wrong, don't-"

"Ollie, chill! I got this!" I replied, shoving him out of the door as Dick shoved Bruce out behind him.

"Ugh, parents are so annoying." Dick exclaimed.

"Try living with a mom and sisters. It's worse."

"I guess you win… You wanna watch TV?"

"Yeah. Hey, can we go ahead and order that pizza?"

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Connor's POV

Jason and I laid out our carefully made plans. This is going to be awesome!

"Okay. Operation SWOB is now in effect."

"And what does that stand for again?" I asked.

"Screw with our brothers. Duh, Connor… Now, we are going to initiate step one."

Jason smiled darkly as we reached for the vials of fake blood that he made in the Batcave earlier before we got here.

"This is going to be awesome! The freak-out phase!"

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Roy's POV

Dick and I jumped off of the couch and ran towards Jason's room. We both heard our little brothers screaming for help.

"Jason!" Dick screamed.

"Connor!" I yelled.

Bursting through his door, I screamed when I saw Connor lying on the floor covered in blood. Oh God. Connor. He was on his back lying still. A deep slash covered his throat. Jason was lying in the same position.

Connor's POV

Jay and I winked at each other as we heard Dick and Roy immediately start crying and screaming our names. I almost felt bad for them. Almost.

"Jay. No." Dick whispered, kneeling beside Jason.

I held my breath as I was gathered into Roy's arms.

"Connor." He whispered as I felt a drop of water splatter against my face.

Okay Roy's suffered enough. We need to move on to phase two, the splish-splash phase. Propping myself up, I started laughing as Jason did the same.

"Oh my God, Roy! You should have seen your face!" I laughed.

"We got you guys good!" Jay added as the looks of anguish quickly disappeared from their faces.

"Jason, I am going to kill you!" Dick yelled at Jason.

"Connor, you little shit! You're gonna wish you were dead!" Roy screamed at him.

"Calm down, it was just a joke."

"A joke! What kind of sick joke is that!" Roy screamed.

"Watch, the second one gets better." Jason replied as we jumped up and ran out of the room.

We could hear them chasing us. Ha! They're falling right into our trap! This is gonna be so awesome!

"Faster! They're gaining!" Jay yelled to me.

Running out of the back door and over to the nearest tree, I dropped out of sight behind a tree and raised the clear fishing line up. Dick and Roy soon followed us outside. They both sprinted in our direction once they caught sight of Jason.

"Connor! Now!" Jay yelled as our brothers fell into position.

I jerked on the fishing line and caused Dick and Roy to trip over it. They both rolled downhill and headed straight for the pool.

We high-fived once we heard two separate splashes. Oh man, this is awesome!

"Hurry, we have to get back upstairs before they do!"

We both ran for Dick's room. Jason tossed me a can of itching powder and ordered, "Put it in all of Dick's jeans. I'll get his boxers!"

"Now initiating phase three, under my skin!" I shouted.

Soon we heard footsteps nearing us. Jason flipped the lights off and urgently whispered, "Quick, get under the bed."

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Roy's POV

I was boiling with anger by the time I surfaced. I am going to use Connor for target practice. We waded over to the side of the pool and pulled ourselves up.

"Come on, Roy. Let's get changed. And then we'll kill them." Dick hissed as murder flashed in his eyes.

"Sounds good… Bruce wouldn't happen to have any open graves in that family cemetery would he?"

"I'm sure we'll find out." He replied as we reached his room.

He grabbed a couple of pairs of jeans from a dresser and tossed one of them to me.

"Here, you can borrow a pair of mine until yours dries."

"Thanks, dude." I replied before sliding them on. Damn… These are freaking tight and loose in the ass.

"Where do you think the brats are?" I asked.

"I have a feeling they're close, but I'm not sure."

"Yeah, well-" I began before stopping shortly as my hands flew down my pants. What the frick!

"Roy?"

"Holy shit!"

"What's wrong… Oh my God!" Dick yelled as his hands flew down his jeans.

Connor's POV

Jay and I burst out laughing as we watched them jumping around, scratching themselves. It was hilarious! After snapping a picture, we scrambled to get out of the room and away from them.

"Dude, that was awesome!" he shouted as we high-fived.

"Oh yeah! But, now we have to be more careful. They're really mad now." I added.

Jason shrugged it off and replied, "Relax. All we have to do is hold out until our dads get home. Then they can't touch us."

"I guess you're right… Now we move on to phase four, pizza poison."

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Jay and I bent down behind some thick bushes at the entrance to the grounds. Soon the pizza would be here.

"Okay, so I'm gonna distract him, while you put the laxative into the pizza." I whispered.

"Precisely." he snickered before taking out a bottle of laxative, courtesy of Alfred's medical cabinet.

"Connor, quick! The pizza's here!" Jason whispered.

The pizza delivery car pulled into our driveway. I jumped out of the bushes and leapt onto the hood of the car and slid off, moaning in "pain."

Immediately the car slammed on brakes and the freaked out pizza guy jumped out and knelt over me as Jason crept out of his hiding spot over to the open car door where the pizza was waiting.

The teenager clearly didn't know what to do with himself. Oh well. He'll be fine.

"Oh my God! I've killed a kid!" the teenager exclaimed and buried his face in his hands.

"I can see the light." I feebly whispered and started groping towards some unknown force before continuing to moan in pain.

Jason whistled; giving me the signal that he was finished.

"Um, I'm feeling a lot better. It's a miracle! Thanks for your support fellow citizen." I replied before jumping up and racing towards Jason, leaving the stunned teen staring at us.

Hiding ourselves under the couch, we waited for Dick and Roy to get the door. This is going to be great!

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Roy's POV

"I cannot believe they put itching powder in my boxers and jeans! I am going to break Jason in half!" Dick growled as he and I changed back into our damp clothes.

"When I get my hands on Connor, I'm going to use him for target practice." I growled. "Dude, my ass still itches."

"Yeah, well-" Dick broke off the doorbell rang. Pizza's here!

"Hurry, we have to get to the pizza before Jason and Connor get there! They might poison it or something!"

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Connor's POV

Soon, Dick and Roy stampeded down the stairs to get the pizza. Connor and I traded smiles as they quickly dug in and began stuffing their faces with the cheesy goodness.

"Hey, Dick?" Roy asked between mouthfuls.

"Hmm?"

"Don't you think it's a little weird that we haven't seen the gremlins in a while?"

"Now that you mention it, it is a little weird."

"Do you think they're hiding or something?"

"I'm not sure. They might-" Dick stated before he doubled over and clutched at his stomach.

"Dick! Are you oka-" Roy paused as he doubled over. He and Dick exchanged glances before trampling each other for the closest bathroom.

Jason and I crawled out of our hiding spot and we burst out laughing.

"Oh man, that was great! Did you see their faces!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah! That was hilarious!" he added. "Okay now we gotta get ready for phase five, a grave surprise."

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Jay tossed me a flashlight before we headed towards his family's creepy cemetery. It was like almost a mile from his house. I'm glad Dad doesn't have one at our house.

"Um, Jason? Don't you think it's kinda creepy that you guys have a cemetery on the property? I mean, us locking our brothers inside a tomb might be taking it a little too far." I said as my guilty conscious started to invade my mind.

"Chill Connor. It's not like its haunted or anything. Besides, Dick and Roy will be fine."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and edged a step closer to Jason as the cemetery came into view. A full moon, fog, dead people, and an eerie silence added to the atmosphere. Okay, this is creepy.

"Jason, let's just skip this step." I pleaded.

"No way! We've planned this for too long and we'll follow it through! We're Robin and Speedy now! We're not afraid of anything!"

Oh yes we are! "Okay, let's do this."

Together we pried open one of the mausoleums and we stepped inside. The coffin was in the dead center with Civil War muskets and knives hanging on the walls. Who are these people! I thought Batman didn't do guns!

"Um, Jason? Can we pick one without weapons?" I asked nervously.

"Um, okay." He replied without hesitation.

We turned towards the door and found it to be shut. Oh my God! Slamming our shoulders into the door, it still wouldn't budge. Oh my God! Oh my God! We're gonna die!

"Jason?" I whispered as our flashlights suddenly died.

"Connor?" he whispered back as we suddenly clutched at each other.

"There are no such things as ghosts, right?"

Jason let out a nervous laugh and replied, "Yeah, they're not real."

"Should we call for help?"

"You do realize that they'll kill us if they find us?" he reminded me before we both turned and started beating on the door.

"Dick! Help!"

"Roy! Help me!"

We stopped as we heard howling.

"Jason!"

"Connor!" he yelled as we clutched each other desperately.

The howling got closer and a scratching noise was suddenly heard from the door.

"We're gonna die! We're gonna be eaten by a werewolf!" I exclaimed.

"Connor, I'm sorry I broke your bow and blamed it on Chris!"

"Jason, I'm sorry I broke your PlayStation and blamed it on Chris!"

"You broke my PlayStation!" he yelled.

"Does it matter? We're about to die!"

The howling soon turned into whining and the scratching increased. Oh my God! Oh my God! We're gonna die! We're gonna die!

"Ace?" Jason called out softly as I stared at him.

He received a bark in response. Oh thank God! His brother's stupid dog!

"Ace! Go get Dick!" Jason ordered.

"You couldn't have asked him to get someone who won't kill us!"

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Roy's POV

"Dick, I am never babysitting with you ever again." I weakly stated as we laid on the couch moaning.

"Yeah." He agreed.

Dick groaned as his dog, Ace, suddenly jumped up on him and started barking.

"No, Ace. No play right now." Dick said as he pushed the dog away.

Yet the dog continued barking before running up the stairs. Soon the mutt returned with a rolled up sheet of paper and jumped on Dick again. He pulled the paper from his mouth and unrolled it.

"Roy! Look at this!"

I moved closer to him and read, "Operation SWOB? What the hell is that?"

"I'm not sure. A grave surprise? What's… I think I know where they are."

We grabbed a couple of flashlights before heading out with Ace.

"Roy, you don't think they're seriously hurt, do you?" Dick asked nervously as we approached their family graveyard.

"Come on, Dick. We're not that lucky." I answered as the graveyard came into view. "Dude, this graveyard is creepy as shit. How do you sleep at night?"

"I guess I don't think about it… Do you hear crying?"

"Oh good. They've saved us the trouble of burying them. Let's go back to the house."

"Roy, we can't just leave them."

"They're perfectly safe, Dick." I shrugged.

"Roy." He growled, glaring at me as I rolled my eyes.

"Fine… Connor, where the hell are you!" Roy shouted.

"Roy! We're over here!" Connor pleaded.

"Dick! Help!" Jason screamed pitifully from inside a crypt.

We walked over to where they were and pried the door open. We were met by two tearstained little brothers, who quickly leapt into our arms.

"Roy! You came!" Connor cried as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah. Whatever." I replied before seizing him and tossing him over my shoulder.

"Wait! What are you doing!" he cried as I saw Dick doing the same to Jason.

"Now Connor, my dearest and sweetest baby brother, you didn't think I'd just let you get away with anything you have done to us, did you?"

"Roy! Please!" he cried.

"It's too late for that now." I wickedly smirked.

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Connor's POV

"That's too tight!" I cried as Roy finished securing me to a kitchen chair with duct tape.

"No one cares, Connor, Now, keep your mouth shut or I'll shut it for you." Roy threatened as I nodded.

Jason and I swapped nervous glances as we strained against the tape holding us prisoners… We're not going anywhere. Dick suddenly skipped into the room with a box in his arms.

"Jason and Connor, welcome to Operation TOLB; Torture Our Little Brothers."

"Phase one, make-up." Roy replied, lifting a case of make-up out of the box and placing it on the table. "Courtesy of Alfred never cleaning out the attic."

"Phase two, scissors. You two are overdue for a haircut." Dick said, while pulling two pairs of scissors out of the box and placing it alongside the case.

"Phase three, costumes." Roy replied while pulling out two of the girliest dresses that he could find from the attic, along with a can of itching powder and high heels.

"Phase four, dinner." Dick replied, taking two bottles of prune juice and their left over pizza from the box.

"And phase five is that you two go in the box." Roy replied darkly.

Jason pulled against his restraints as Dick approached him with a tube of lipstick. "Dickie, please! I'm sorry!" he pleaded.

"I know you are, Jay. Now, hold still. If you make me mess up, I'll have to do it again." Dick smirked.

"Roy, please just let me go! It was just a joke! I won't do it again! I swear!" I pleaded as Roy held up a container of the stuff Dinah smears on her face.

"Shut up, Connor! Take it like a man!" Roy ordered.

"Dick, Jason! I'm home!" Bruce called out as the door opened.

"Roy, Connor! Come on, time to go!" Dad called out.

"Daddy! Help!" Jason and I screamed.

Soon, our dads burst into the kitchen and stared in shock at Roy and Dick.

"Richard John Grayson-Wayne! What are you doing!" Bruce yelled.

"Roy William Harper-Queen! What do you think you're doing!" Dad shouted.

A sigh of relief escaped mine and Jason's lips. Saved again by Daddy-Arrow and Daddy-Bats.