A huge thanks to Zales once again who helped me pick names and a few other things.
This has been fixed up but if there are more mistakes you see please don't hesitate to tell me.
Also I have not decided if I will continue this, this chapter was unplanned since it was meant to be a one shot.
"Hey Todd…pst Todd." I shake him awake and he shoves my hand away.
"What?!"
"Shhhh! Have you ever heard of whispering?"
"Have you ever heard of I-am-sleeping-so-get-the-hell-away-from-me-before-I-punch-you?" He turns away from me and puts his pillow over his head.
"This is unacceptable Todd, if you don't get out of bed this instance I might let it slip that you killed the guy in the bar last week," he looks back at me and glares.
"You wouldn't!" I smirk at him.
"Try me street rat."
"Bitch's demon assassin."
"Tt my mother is far better than your drugged up mother Todd or the other one that got you killed… she betrayed you didn't she? Hardly matters since they both died…But I digress from my original reason for coming here. I need your help Todd and that will be the last time you'll hear me say it," he turns back around, intrigued with what I have just admitted.
"Go on."
"Of all the family you were able to hide things from Father the most; you lacked what the other two would call a conscience and were able to hide more things than they did."
"So you want to hide things from dearest daddy do you? Well then count me in," he grins at me.
"Good, we must go to the dumpsters of Gotham; I saw a family of kittens there that are in desperate need of a home," he takes in what I am wearing and realises I want to go now.
"Its 2 am Damian and I only just got back from the mission with Bruce two hours ago, let me sleep!" He goes to turn back over but I grab him and force him out of bed and onto the floor. He rights himself before hitting the ground which I am thankful for because I do not wish Father to know what I am up to.
"That's it demon spawn, your going to get it!" He rushes at me but I move out of the door in quick silent steps with him following me. For a large man he can be quite silent when he wishes. I step out of the way of his quick punches and flip down the stairs. I run toward the cave and he follows. He stops trying to attack me once he's satisfied that he tripped me over and landed a few punches, he is lucky I do not retaliate. I race down to the cave silently with Todd behind me when we see the computer on. The chair swivels around to face us and its Drake!
"Where are you two going?"
"Not your business Drake, go to bed or do something that's actually useful for once."
"Damian pulled me out of bed to go get some cats in a dumpster because he doesn't want Bruce to know about them."
"Todd! I thought I could trust you!"
"You grab me out of bed in the middle of the night demanding I help you and actually believe you can trust me? Poor judgement there Dami-boo but it doesn't matter, Timothy is coming with us."
"I am?"
"No he's not!"
Todd grabs Drake's arm and pulls him toward the bikes.
"If I have the lovely pleasure of being woken up at 2am by his majesty then you're coming Timmy-boy, not another word about it, get dressed."
"He is not coming Todd!"
"Fine then we are all going to bed and I am going to tell Bruce," I glare at them both.
"Fine but from now on you both keep your stupid mouths shut," I warn them.
"We will keep it from Bruce," Todd says and I nod.
They both head to get dressed while I pace impatiently thinking about those poor cats laying in a dumpster somewhere out in the cold. I had no choice but to involve Todd, Father found out within a minute last time. They eventually come out of the changing room dressed in their costumes and I once again head toward the bikes.
"Should we wake Dick?" Drake asks Todd and the hood shakes his head.
"Nah he's terrible with hiding things from Bruce, he's the golden boy."
"Yeah… um Damian, how do you think you're going to bring the kittens back with us on bikes?" Drake asks me and I roll my eyes.
"I attached cages on mine and Todd's bikes earlier in the evening."
"Hey!" Todd protests loudly.
"I can't very well take the Bat-Mobile or any of the aircrafts because Father will notice if they are even parked a centre metre from where they were, not to mention the loss of fuel."
"You do realise there are cameras everywhere here and Bruce, being as paranoid as he is…"
"And stubborn as well as brooding and pessimistic checks them every day?" A cheerful voice from the stairs says.
"Exactly Dick…Dick?" We all turn around to see Dick with his arms folded using Alfred's raised eyebrow expression.
"So Damian wants more kittens and he's afraid Bruce will say no? You can't keep things hidden from Bruce Damian, it just doesn't work out you are better off just asking him for them," Dick flips down the stairs and moves toward us, he's still in sweats but his hair isn't his usual bed mess so I doubt he has gone to bed at all.
"I have to rescue those animals, they don't deserve to die in dumpsters unlike most of Gotham," I state to him and to my surprise he laughs.
"You really are like a mini Bruce Dami, always trying to rescue life from injustice, it's so cute." He comes over and tries to touch my hair but I glare at him and I move his hand away.
"I shall ignore that comment but since you know what I am doing I ask you to either join us or go to bed, either way I ask you not to tell Father."
"You disabled the cameras but you will need mine and Tim's help to make it look like nothing was done to them and even then there is still the chance he will know just because he is who he is. You need Jason's help because he can successfully lie and hide things from Bruce," I nod at him in agreement.
"Okay, I'm coming," he heads toward the change rooms and I pace again.
"So how do you think you will pull this off?" Todd questions me.
"It's simple Todd, I plan to put them in one of the thousands of rooms Father doesn't use I will then proceed to drug them as soon as we find them so that there is no chance of waking Father."
"And how do you think you will hide this from Alfred who regularly cleans the house?" Drake puts in.
"Tt simple, I have memorised the rooms and dates that he cleans them on so I will put them in another room each time he intends to clean the room I wish to keep them in."
"Okay but we aren't the ones taking the heat for this if it fails," Todd states and I roll my eyes.
Dick comes back dressed as Night-wing and we all go to our motorbikes and ride out of the cave. We all race each other and Jason insists on doing tricks and having competitions with Dick.
"Come on acrobat! Show us what you can do!" Dick grins and once we go up a hill he flips off the bike and into the air a few times before landing on the bike and points to Jason to do one better. Jason, never one to back down from a challenge nods and flips the bike, let's go of it, does a flip through the air and when the bike lands he uses the handles to do a handstand for a moment then gets back to riding. We speed through the streets and I am beginning to think Father will know just from my brother making so much noise…
We quieten down before we reach the dumpster in an alleyway and park our bikes a street away. No one is around but we stay on alert since we may have just attracted a lot of attention. When we get to the dumpster I am shocked to find that they are not there!
"Where did they go?" I say in utter confusion and devastation.
"Looking for something?" A deep deadly voice says and a shadow falls on us. I sigh and grapple up to the roof to meet the dark figure and I feel my brothers do the same. Father is sitting amongst the kittens and on the roof top petting them, with Dark Knight on his shoulder watching over the other kittens.
A black one with orange hair on its head and white tips on the ears sits on Batman's lap scowling as its being petted but purrs when no one is looking, another black one slightly bigger than the other one plays happily on the other side of Batman's lap and keeps grabbing Batman's cape, a smaller kitten, mostly black with orange stripes through its face sits away from both of them on Batman's knee and almost looks shy and scared to approach the other two.
An even smaller black kitten with the smallest amount of orange on its paws sits on Batman's lap demanding his attention and claws at his chest and the last kitten, the largest of all second only to Dark Knight sits on Batman's cape and is entirely black except for its white paws and neck which has two triangles of white meeting in the middle and it licks its white paws in a dignified manner.
"These are Dark Knights family; they're the same breed just different colours. Somehow Dark Knight escaped and ended up in the Bat-Mobile earlier tonight, I locked the car and told him to stay put whilst patrolling but he escaped again and I didn't realise until we got home that he was missing so I used one of the planes to come back and I found him in the dumpster with the rest of them and I am assuming you found the kittens earlier tonight as well and wanted to go back for them yes?" I bow my head and answer simply.
"Yes Father."
"After I specifically told you to ask me first?"
"Yes Father," I say in defeat. We don't say a word but giggling becomes clear in the back ground and we both turn around to see Dick struggling to stop laughing.
"I'm sorry but this is great! The Dark Knight escaped from the Dark Knight, Batman you were outsmarted by a cat! I'll bet he jumped out at the last second just before the door was closed or something," Father rolls his eyes.
"Come sit with me, all of you."
We each gather round him and sit, except for Jason who stands a little away and Father shows us the kittens that are currently on his lap and cape.
"These are the last kittens we are having, any more and we are giving them away. Wing I think you'll find you will like this kitten very much." Father says with a smirk and hands Night-wing the black playful kitten by the scruff of the neck and we all see a blue/grey sort of colour in the shape of a bird symbol on the kitten's chest. The kitten settles on his lap and proceeds to play excitedly with Night-wing's fingers and meows happily.
"You can't just give my kittens away Father!"
"They are not your kittens Robin; they are our kittens so be thankful I haven't punished you yet so keep your mouth shut!" I keep quiet but I glare at him whilst he turns to Todd and offers him the black kitten with orange fur on the head and white tips on the ears.
"Hood this one is yours."
"Who said I even wanted a kitten?" He says with his arms crossed and Batman shrugs.
"Take it, leave it, I don't care," Jason hesitates but eventually moves forward and kneels to take the kitten. The kitten scowls at Batman once more but doesn't refuse the last pat before he jumps into Red Hoods arms.
"Red this one is yours." Batman hands over the black kitten with the orange stripes going through its face. The kitten sniffs him suspiciously, nervously when Drake takes the kitten but decides he is harmless and lets Drake pick him up.
"Robin this one is yours," Father says and hands me the black kitten with the orange paws. It licks my face and purrs against me so I hold it gently and pet it.
"Come on, I called the Bat-Mobile to our location and it should be here." We all get up and put the kittens in the car then ride our bikes back. "Do not do anything stupid on the way back; I am warning you now boys." With that in mind we arrive back at the house and proceed into the kitchen after we have all dressed where Alfred is up and makes us all hot chocolate. Father puts the kittens on the lounge room floor to play and we all watch them.
Dick's kitten, which he named Wingstar sits and licks my kitten (Tanto, which is a type of ninja's dagger I used when I was younger) and Jason's Kitten (Trigger) and they seem to put up with Wingstar and occasionally swipe at him half-heartedly. Catalyst (Drake's pathetic excuse for a cat name had to be something to do with science) is being fussed over by Dark Knight and Alfred's cat Chamomile (which he stated is his favourite tea) is watching over them all and seems to be petting Dark Knight's head soothingly for whatever reason.
I sit by the fire with my own head against my father's chest and stare at them sleepily whilst Dick has his arms around both Tim and Jason and Alfred sits on the end of the couch with a smile on his face.
"Any more cats Damian and I'll have to build a cat adoption place because the world's population isn't living here," Father states with a smile and my eyes light up at the idea, almost making me forget that I'm banned from the streets for a month.
"Really Father would you do that?"
"Well they are not living here!" I hug my father in joy that he cares about my pets.
"But we still get to keep ours don't we?" Timothy asks.
"You've named them and formed an attachment; I'm Batman not the Grinch who stole kittens." We all laugh but I embarrassingly break out into a yawn.
"Okay time for bed, the kittens can stay in here for now, except for Dark Knight, he likes to sleep with me. Alfred please bring more supplies for the kittens tomorrow. Now everyone get to bed, it's already four in the morning," he gently takes me off him and goes to hug my brothers, making sure to kiss Jason and ruffle his hair. I'm almost out of it when he picks me up despite my weak protests that I can walk and Dark Knight jumps to his shoulder. I'm half asleep by the time we get to my bed.
"I love you," he whispers as he puts me down and I think I answer I Love you back.