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Jason and I talked to Bruce for about twenty minutes before he left to take care of some Bruce Wayne business. Jason invited me into his room so we could talk. I sat on Jason's bed while he sat in his desk chair.
"So, what do you want to know?" I asked Jason, curling my feet underneath my body. He shifted uncomfortably.
"I-I wanted to know who trained you. I mean you can't just learn all of those moves from your father."
"Jason...are you familiar with Ra al Ghul?"
"Yeah. He's Damian's grandfather."
"Wait, Damian as in Damian al Ghul?"
"Yeah, hold on. I'll get him." Jason got up and went to his bedroom door. He stuck his head out the door and hollered, "Damian, get your ass up here!"
"Jason! Language!" Bruce yelled from his study.
"What do you want, Jason?" Damian asked, now standing in front of Jason.
"Come in here. Risionis, is this the Damian you know?" Jason questioned me, stepping to the side so I could see Damian. I was surprised because I realized that this was the little assassin that I trained with as a child, only he was older looking.
"Damian," I whispered, watching as his eyes widened in surprise (he hadn't seen her face before due to her mask),"you little BRAT! I remember that prank you pulled one me the last time we saw each other. Now...PAY BACK!"
I threw a small pellet shaped object at Damian and watched it explode. Jason face was colored in shock as the smoke from the explosion cleared. Damian was covered from head to toe in neon green, red, and yellow glitter. I had know Damian was an al Ghul and a Wayne. After a minute, Bruce, Tim, and Dick came running because the pellet made a lot of noise when it exploded.
They paused before they themselves exploded into laughter, therefore joining Jason and me. Damian stormed off towards his room, grumbling and snarling. Alfred came up the stairs and watched as Damian angrily flew by him. Alfred look at me and gave me the evil eye.
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We all sat down at the table for dinner with the still glitter colored Damian. I was happy that I had used some special glitter that I had found when I was still working for my father. I yelped as a foot nailed my shin, interrupting my thoughts. I glared across the table at glitter boy while Bruce glanced up at the noise. His gaze then shifted to Damian as he realized what Damian was doing.
"Damian, if you continue to act like a child, then you can sit closer to me."
Damian's head dipped in silent acknowledgement. After that, I had a very peaceful dinner without any more injuries to my shin or any other part of me.
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Hi. Know it's short but I don't feel like typing today. hope you enjoyed it and please R&R if you want me to keep writing.