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The next morning Bruce woke up and recalled what had happened the night before. After realizing that Dick was safe and still alive, he gave a sigh in relief. He couldn't believe how close he was to loosing someone else he loved. Just then Dick opened his eyes. Bruce could do nothing but smile.

"Morning kiddo." Bruce said.

"Morning."Dick said looking at his bandaged hand and just stared at it. Bruce then used his fingers to guide Dick's head to look at him.

"Does it still hurt?" Bruce asked with only a centimeter of worry in his eyes.

"A little." Dick said and went back to looking at his hand.

"We'll have Alfred put on some more Neosporin later." Bruce said now staring at Dick's injured hand. Then Bruce put his own hand over Dick hand not completely touching him but enough so that his hand was covered. "It's alright Dick. I know you didn't mean to do it."

"I just got really scared. I'm sorry Bruce." Dick said carefully hugging Bruce

"I know you are. Dick if something like that is bothering you that you want to…" Bruce couldn't even say it. He was still in shock that Dick would do something like that and was relieved that he came when he did. "If you ever feel like that again, I need you to tell me or Alfred or even Damian if you want to. I don't care if I'm out patrolling or not, I'll always come home early if you need me. Then we'll just come here and talk until you feel better okay?"

"Ok." Dick said taking a deep breath. That's when he smelled something coming from the kitchen. "I smell pancakes." Dick said sniffing again. Bruce sniffed too and he also smelled pancakes.

"I bet Alfred's making his specialty."

"Pancakes with a teaspoon of vanilla!" Dick answered.

"Guess we better get moving if we want to eat some of those fluffy, delicious pancakes." Bruce said making Dick's mouth water.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Dick said getting off of Bruce's lap. Bruce got up and grabbed Dick putting him on his shoulders.

"This is Houston to Captain Grayson. Are we ready to blast off Captain Grayson?" Bruce said in his astronaut voice.

"I sure am!" Dick said

"Very well. Mission to the kitchen will commence in 5…4…3…2…1…"

"BLAST-OFF!" Dick and Bruce shouted and Bruce proceeded to the kitchen.

"Kitchen up ahead Captain Grayson. Gotham City is proud of you." Bruce said.

"Dadd- I mean Hudson, may I land in the kitchen?" Dick asked.

"Permission granted. Mission accomplished Captain Grayson. You've made Gotham City proud today."

"Thank you!" Dick said and as soon as they got to the kitchen, Bruce put Dick down.

"Alfred, have you seen any mean aliens around here?" Dick asked.

"Mean aliens? I do not believe that I have seen any cruel aliens Master Dick."

"Father? May we train today? I need to be the best assassin in the world next to my Grandfather to catch Deathstroke. Damian said coming in suddenly.

"I thought you already were the best assassin in the world." Dick said.

"Training is never complete Grayson. Always remember that."

"Okay. Guess what? Daddy and I were pretending to be astronauts. You haven't seen any mean aliens have you?"

"What kind of a guessing game was that? Not only did you not give me time to answer, but you made up some fantasy about going in space." Damian asked.

"It wasn't fantasy! It was real! I even got to talk to Hudson who said all of Gotham was proud of me."

"I believe it is pronounced Houston Master Dick." Alfred corrected.

"Right, Houston." Dick said.

"It's called using your imagination Damian."

"What is that? It sounds ridiculous."

"It's when you use your head to create things or stories that are fantasy; such as pretending to be an astronaut."

"Just as I thought; stupid."

"It's not stupid!" Dick shouted.

"Is too!" Damian said getting right up in Dick's face.

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Enough!" Bruce shouted. Damian and Dick backed down each taking a deep breath to calm down. Afterwards both crossed their arms and turned away from each other. "What is it going to take for you two to get along?"

"There is no possibility Father."

"Anything is possible Damian. Now Langstrum is going to wake up soon and we need to get stuff from his lab."

"Then let's go."

"Not this time. You need to stay here and train."

"I've trained my entire life. I'm ready."

"You just said that training never stops; and frankly I think you two could practice working together."

"Really?!" Dick asked excitedly.

"Yes."

"Hooray!" Dick cheered.

"Fine." Damian said and left the room followed by Bruce.

"This will be perfect Alfred. Once we learn how to work together, Damian will start to like me!"

"Wonderful sir!" Alfred said and Dick sat down to eat. After he was finished his breakfast, he decided to go to the cave and train with Damian.

"Bye Alfred." Dick said and left for the cave.

"Farewell sir." Alfred said giving a little smile after he left.

Break*Break*Break

"Alright, so basically don't get hit and you will be fine." Damian now Robin told Dick.

"What's the plan?" He asked.

"I just told you the plan."

"But we're supposed to take out the robot."

"Leave that to me."

"But you can't do it all. Batman said the point of this is to work on working together."

"I don't need some three year old helping me. You'll just slow me down."

"What's the point of teaching me if you don't want my help?" Dick asked getting angry and clutching his fists.

"You wanna learn how to fight? I'll show you how to fight!" Damian said and ran towards Dick who jumped up and used Damian's shoulders as a boost to jump over him while doing a front flip.

"Nice one but watch out for anyone's hands. Some people are fast and can pull you down before you can blink. Like I said, you've got to be one step ahead of your opponent." Then Damian pulled out his sword and started charging at him.

"Batman said no swords." Dick said sliding on his knees going under the sword.

"Daddy's not here. It's every man for himself." Damian said running at him again. Dick pulled out his staff and pressed a button making it go out longer. He then pulled it up just in time to block Damian's attack.

"Stop it! I don't wanna fight like this."

"You don't get to decide what you don't want to fight. You fight what's there and you don't complain."

"I don't want you to hurt me again."

"If you can't fight me that how do you expect to fight the criminals out there?"

"But that's what training is for." Dick said still blocking Damian's sword.

"I was a master swordsman at four. No excuse."

"Please stop." Dick begged.

"I never want to hear you beg again! Begging is like giving up. FIGHT!" Dick took a deep breath and pushed his staff against Damian who fell to the floor. Right away he got up and started running for Dick again. "Use your surroundings to your advantage Grayson; like you did at the park." Dick looked around and saw a beam against the Batcave wall. That gave him an idea. He ran toward Damian and used his staff as a boost to get up to the wall.

"Hiding in the shadows won't help Grayson." Damian said grabbing a baterang and throwing it at the beam where Dick was, but it only hit the wall. Damian looked up closer to see that Dick had disappeared.

"Come out and fight coward!"Damian shouted and started walking around looking for Dick. Suddenly something jumped on him making him fall to the ground. Then a staff was put on his chest.

"You think the shadows do nothing for you? It's Batman's greatest advantage." Dick said taking the staff off of him while helping him up. Damian hesitated for a minute before he accepted Dick's hand and stood up. The two just looked at each other for a minute.

"Not bad Grayson. Though I really need you to teach me how disappeared from my sight."

"That's why it's helpful to be small. We just need to put our strengths together so we can defeat the bad guy…together."

"I guess you're right…" All of a sudden Dick screamed out in pain while holding his left hand.

"Grayson! What happened?" He asked really confused why he said that.

"It hurts." Dick said going down on his knees.

"What does?" Damian asked. Dick showed Damian his hand that was bandaged. "Hang on, I'll get Pennyworth." Damian said and started running to the elevator. In the elevator he started hitting himself. 'What is wrong with you Wayne? This is the kid that stole all of father's love. You hate him.' He told himself. When the elevator opened, he casually walked over to the living room where Alfred was dusting.

"Pennyworth?"

"Yes Master Damian."

"Grayson has hurt himself."

"Dear me! What happened?"

"I…I'm not sure. We were talking and then he said something about his hand hurting."

"Oh my! We must hurry." Alfred said and the two ran downstairs.

"Master Dick! Are you hurt?!" He asked running towards Dick. Dick was still on the floor crying while holding his hand.

"Alfred help! It hurts!"

"Your hand again? Alright, let's get you to the medical wing." He said and helped guided Dick towards the bed. When he arrived, he set Dick on the bed and carefully removed the bandages. Dick's hand was beginning to heal but that didn't mean the redness all over his hand was not painful. Alfred put on some Neosporin on his hand and put fresh bandages on his hand. After that, Alfred grabbed a spoon full of medicine and gave it to him.

"That should help with the pain sir."

"Thanks Alfred." Dick said yawning.

"You can take a nap if you want to sir."

"Okay." Dick said and got up. He looked at the training area where Damian was training with dummies. Going over, Damian stopped what he was doing and looked at him for a second before he went back to training.

"Thanks for the training Damian." Dick said and went upstairs.

Break*Break*Break

Later that night, Batman and Robin flew to where Langstrum's family was.

"I hope you're right about this."

"I know these mountains well. I've been climbing them since I was four. It was part of my training."

"That's some training for a four year old."

"First time I climbed I fell, broke my wrist. I made it to the top anyway. It was expected as Ra's Al Ghul's grandson."

"Was it all that Damian?"

"I was destined to lead humanity; like my grandfather. We were going to create a whole new world."

"By killing."

"If that's what it took."

"How can you expect to lead humanity when you've never been a part of it?"

"What about you? From what I've heard your childhood wasn't fun either."

"I had my traumas, but I also had people around me to help; Alfred, Dick, and some friends. As far as I can tell all you've had are trainers. There's a difference Damian."

"So let's say I go along with all this. You'll teach me how to be a part of humanity?"

"I'm not sure I'm the right person, but there is someone else who is more qualified then I am."

"Who Pennyworth?"

"No." Damian thought about it for a second.

"You don't mean Grayson do you?" Batman stayed silent. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. Dick is the perfect person to tell you about being a kid."

"How is a six year old supposed to teach me?"

"Because he can teach you how to have fun. Something I never got to experience very much." Damian rolled his eyes and looked ahead. "There's the stronghold." He finally said.

It's getting really good now isn't it? More brotherly love… (Damian glares at me) uh hate in the next chapter.

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