"Uncle Tim?" the child whispered as he slightly nudged the sleeping body.
Tim sleepily looks over his back to his nephew, and instead of responding he shrugs and rolls back over to go to sleep. But the determination of the boy to complete his task would prove to be to much for Tim.
Seeing Tim asleep again, the boy sighs and takes a deep breath before screaming out to him with all of his might.
"Uncle Tim, Uncle Damian told me tell you that breakfast is ready!"
Before Tim can respond, Daniel runs downstairs to the kitchen and stands attentively in front of Damian with his hand above his head in a military salute.
"Mission accomplished!" Says the younger boy. Damian smirks at him while preparing the food.
"Peachy." Replies Damian.
Hearing this the young Grayson boy runs to the kitchen table to take a seat.
Tim is now seen walking into the kitchen to join Damian and Daniel. Damian turns to Tim for a quick second, then double-takes to survey Tim's morning attire consisting of plaid pajama pants, and an oversized red robin t-shirt.( Batman and Robin are now global icons, whose likenesses are used for merchandise and the like)
"And how are we today Sunshine?"Says Damian sarcastically. Tim scoffs before replying.
"Y'know something baby bird, you're alot like him." Damian looks at him for a second to register what was just said to him.
"My Old Man?" Said Damian, now sitting down with his food and focusing attentively.
Tim toils around his food for a second, before scratching his chin. Knowing this to mean no, he asks Tim again.
"Well?" Tim chuckles a little before answering.
"Jason." This makes Damian frown deeply. But, before he can respond, Daniel cuts him off.
"I think so too Uncle Tim." Tim laughs and high fives Daniel, while Damian looks at them rather upset."
"Uncle Tim, did I hurt Uncle Damian's feelings?" Before anyone can say anything, the man himself strolls into the kitchen laughing with Dick in toll.
He walks right over to the shorter Damian and rustles his hair.
"What's wrong with you sunshine?" Tim is bursting with laughter now and this makes Damian scowl even deeper than it already smiles and looks over to his son who is staring at Tim as he eats.
"How're you today champ?"Dick asks his son this, but he doesn't reply right away, instead he walks over to Tim and continues eating in the seat next to causes Tim to stare at the boy before he says anything.
"Uncle Tim looks lonely."Everyone stares at him, almost forcing him to reply to the statement.
"What gives you that idea small child?"
"I dunno." Daniel replies, while not looking at Tim. Before Tim can say anything, Jason cuts in to make an important statement.
"While this is very riveting indeed, I feel as though there is something that we need to discuss amongst us brothers while everyone's away."
"The cleaning business." Replies the always perceptive Damian in a way that was much more a statement, than a question. Jason nods knowingly before responding.
"There's no more trash to take out fellas...do we retire our brooms and close up shop?"
Everyone is in awe of his question. Dick's been quiet for awhile, and decides now is the time to speak.
"Well..."
Everyone turns sharply to him, except Daniel who is looking down while eating.
"I'm out. Sure I'm physically able to uhhh clean, but I have a son now, and he comes first."
Daniel shoots his head up.
"Does this mean I don't have to clean my room?!"
"No." says everyone as Tim taps his forehead, before resonding.
"I mean..uhh, like the umm, But really." Daniel snickers.
"Uncle Tim doesn't talk very good." Tim looks back at him, then back at his food.
"Gotham doesn't need Robin anymore." Dick coughs and elbows Tim in the shoulder.
"Brooms I mean- I meant Brooms." Jason can't believe what he is hearing.
"This is a joke right?...Dick?...Tim?!" Both boys are looking down at their food and Damian is saying nothing.
"You assholes wouldn't be here if it weren't for brooms! You'd still be stealing tires of off cars in Crime Alley!"
Dick stuffs a fork full of eggs into his mouth.
"Wrong origin story Jay. This is what's best for the family." Dick says casually. Damian jumps in.
"And i'm not family Grayson?!" Everyone knew now that Damian was pissed, because now he only said last names when he was truly upset."
"No more of this brooms bullshit either. I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for Batman and Robin! Tim tries to calm him down, but is cut off anyway.
"But Dami-"
"You had a family already! Don't you understand...Robin was always just an option for you! It was our livelihood. It was life or death for us!" Damian walks past Jason and taps his makes quick eye contact with him before leaving.
"Some of us here knows this all to well."
Damian leaves the room, but not before rustling Daniel's Tim nor Jason wants to talk anymore. But Daniel speaks instead.
"Dad...Aren't we Uncle Tim's only family?"Dick looks at his son, thinking hard about how to answer his only child, and not upset Tim.
"Tim...doesn't have another family. What Damian means is that he has a big family." And without hesitation, Daniel respond.
" Grandpa has a big family too." And that's when everyone realized the proverbial elephant in the room.
" Bruce wouldn't want us to stop being in the field." Says Jason. Tim takes a deep breath before making his statement...
" But what about the Jo-"
In the middle of his sentence, a 5 foot nothing blond girl, falls through the door after eavesdropping.
"Uhhhh...so this isn't the bahroom huh? well I gotta go." Dick looks at her sternly as she tries to leave.
"Cassie, what did you hear?"She replies nervously and very fast.
"Uhhh nothing, especially nothing about you guys being not that. Like if someone where to say it, I didn't hear , not Jones, did not hear anyone say anything about anybody being Batman or Robin or anything remotely close. But especially not Robin. But I mean it would make sense, like I mean, there are four of you guys and four of them. Like, that would be insane. I mean, like, but it is insane because you guys aren't like masked vigilantes, who fight crime, y'know like vigilantes do, because that would be like-"
"OH MY GOD... Damian's girlfriend would you please stop talking,just for a moment, i'm about to die over here!" yells snickers while drinking his coffee and mumbling something that sounds like 'again'. Now Cassie is breathing heavily causing Dick to worry.
"Cassie?" Dick says calmly.
"Huh?!" She replies frantically.
"Calm 'll talk. But first you need to tell us how you got in here." She takes a deep breath before spitting out the the whole story in one long, unintelligble sentence.
"I was walking home from the mall with my friends, when I stopped by and decided to surprise Damian, So I approached the door and I was about to ring the buzzer, but I heard yelling so I came in...the door was unlocked by the way, and I rushed to the door to open to see what was wrong." Jason buts in
"But you didn't , because you heard something that you shouldn't have...So does that mean we kill her, Dick?"
"WHAT?!" yells both Dick and Cassie. Tim then jumps in sarcastically.
"I guess we have no choice."
Cassie then faints,landing hard on the kitchen floor.
"Uh-Oh." says Daniel.
*A few hours have passed and Cassie is slowly regaining consciousness*
"Geez Cassie." says Damian to Cassie as she slowly wakes up.
"It's cold...where am I."
"You read comic books, you tell me?" She gives a few hard blinks as she surveys the area and her eyes begin to widen at the realization.
"This...this is really the Batcave?!" Damian slowly nods in response.
"S-So you really are R-Robin?" Damian slowly nods again. She slowly turns to Dick.
"And you're N-Nightwing." He smiles and waves and then replies.
"Yep." She squeals and turns to Jason.
"And you're the bad boy, you're the Red Hood." He grunts in response and continues typing on the lastly turns to Tim.
"Red Robin...the nerdy science one."
"Guilty." says Tim with no hesitation as he brings her water and towels.
"This is too much to handle in one day."Cassie says. Tim chuckles and responds.
"You're telling us that like we don't know, I mean this is the second time one of us has dated a police comissioner's daughter...but i'm sure you're well aware of that already." Damian walks over to her.
"Cassie...you can't tell anyone." She smiles at seeing her boyfriend.
"Can I be a Robin too, or like a Robinette or something?" Damian laughs loudly, which is something he only does when Cassie's around.
"As much as I would love to to see you in spandex and short-shorts, that's a huge no."
"Tim can I?"
"No."
"Dick?"
"Super no."
"I won't ask Jason I guess."Damian laughs again before responding.
"Tim didn't ask Jason, and look at how that turned out." Damian turns to Dick.
"She needs to talk to Bruce." The girl then grabs Damian by his shoulders,
"I don't wanna talk to Batman. He'd kill me."
"Batman doesn't kill." Damian mutters. She points back to Jason.
"He does."
"But he's not very good at it." replies Damian, followed by a cup whizzing to his temple, but he catches it out of the air.
"Wow. Damian you're fast." Damian grins a seductive grin.
"I certaintly hope not, Ms. Jones."
Disgusted at is brother's flirtyness(if such a word exists)Jason shouts to him.
"Hey DiCaprio, when you're done wooing your lady friend come over here!
Damian blushes slighty and rushes over to the giant monitor that's tuned to the Gotham news , Cassie, Dick, Tim, and Jason are all staring at the screen seeing a homeless man holding an audio recorder. He's standing at the Gotham Observatory and is surrounded by cameras.
"I know the indentity of the whole Batman organization!" The homeless man shouts.
Everyone in the cave is worried and they turn to Cassie as Dick speaks.
"You said that the door was unlocked, didn't you Cassie?" She nervously nods her head up and before they can say anything, Daniel walks down the first few steps and calls out to them.
" I forgot to tell you guys that Grandpa Bruce said a man was coming by today. So I unlocked the door for him." Everyone turns to Daniel,shocked at the revelation and feeling foolish for letting this happen. But before they can scold him, the man on tv speaks again.
"I am here to tell you the identity of Batman! Batman's real name is-"
Suddenly...the screen statics out for a second, and when it comes back you see a splatter of blood and a hole in the head of the once speaking man. The screen then fades completely to black and you hear a familiar, but raspy voice along with loud, but stuttering circus music.
"Did you really think that killing me would be that easy...Tim Drake-Wayne."
Cassie puts her hand over Tim's shoulder to comfort his apparent shock. But before she can open her mouth to give him some words of comfort, he gestures over to the right of the Batcave and speaks.
"He's here."
Everyone looks over to the abyss of darkness that Tim was looking, and then they quickly move from the computer to suit up in their respective attires. Tim however, just stays in the chair... sharply turns to him and nervously grabs his shoulders.
"Who?!" Almost if on que, a large hulking figure, some may refer to as batman ,appears behind both Tim and Cassie and then he speaks, in his low and brisk tone of voice.
"We'll talk later." The girl faints again in fear of Bruce,as Alfred walks into the picture. to almost immediately leave back out.
"Oh dear, I'll go retrieve some towels for the young lady." Batman stares scornfully into Tim eyes before speaking.
"Dick, you're driving Jason and Damian...Tim you're-" Tim is seen putting on his domino mask, completing his uniform.
"I know." They are both seen running to the else has already left, leaving just Alfred and Cassie alone in the is awake now and she turns to Alfred , who is diligently caring for her.
"Al-Alfred...Is Batman gonna hurt Tim?"
" Not in the way that you can physically see, Miss Jones."
She slowly walks over to the old costumes an puts her hand over the glass case of the female Robin outfit.
" I must commend you Miss Jones." She looks at him mildly confused.
"Ever since Master Damian met you, he's become quite the charming socialite."
"How was he before?" Alfred smiles when thinking of how differen't Damian is now compared to his assassin past.
" Differen't."
"Y'know I...I think I love him." Alfred throws her a very british smile.
"I don't doubt that you do. But, do try and understand Miss Jones that you are the police comissioner's daugter. Things won't bode very well if he were to find out about our... extra-curricular activities."
"I understand Alfred."
"Very well, you are an adult, and your decision is yours alone. But it will be a difficult adjustment for you...For all of us, ." She nods and sits down at the computer, that is now showing multiple scenes and angles of the crime.
"I'm worried about him."
"I know." Says Alfred.
"Alfred?"
" troubling you?" She pauses for a moment
.
"What...what happens when the music stops?"
