Im sorry fellow readers. I seriously had the worse brain fart for this story. I hope you guys enjoy and a rather large thanks to my Beta, Reina thanks to those that fav,review,alert and even simply read my story, I appreciate it. Well I don't own Batman and his crew. Ok let's get this story on a roll.
The guys all sat in the Batcave watching Jason, The Flash, Zatara and Martian Manhunter look through some files.
Damian yelled out, "So what's going on?"
Zatara looked to the guys. "Well I don't know what to say about this. It's extremely ancient magic."
Bruce said, "Well then we should go back to Morgaine Le Fey and tell her to undo it. Plain and simple."
Dick turned to Bruce, "Morgaine le Fey is a formidable opponent and will not effortlessly cure us, Drake."
"You know Demon I can't stand that you're in Dick's body because such a happy go lucky person shouldn't be tainted by such an evil conniving and heartless soul like yours."
Dick glared at Bruce but then he turned and started to head out the cave.
"Where are you going, Dami?" Damian gazed at the leaving body and soon trotted after him.
Jason, The Flash, Zatara and Martian Manhunter all glared at Bruce.
"What? Come on he started it with his big words and his Drake and…"
The adults all continued to glare at him until an alarm went off in the cave. The Bat Cave's screen showed Ivy, Catwomen and Harley causing mayhem in the streets.
Soon you could hear footsteps running downstairs as the boys all ran to get ready.
"Wait!" yelled the Flash, "You guys can't go out there! It's pretty obvious that Dick isn't fitting in a robin costume and Damian in Nightwing and so on. Maybe we should handle this?"
Jason glared at Flash," How dare you think you can tell me what to do. This is my city and you know my rule in my city. We can work this out among ourselves. I shall speak to you all in later moments. Now leave."
The three heroes looked at each other and shrugged as they walked into the Zeta tube.
"So what exactly are we gonna do?" asked Damian
Jason rubbed his temples and said, "I may regret this but we have to go out as each other."
Bruce gasped, "Wait so so that means HOLY SHIT IM THE FREAKIN BATMAN! THE DARK KNIGHT! THE CAPED CRUSADER! THE WORLDS GREATEST DETECTIVE!"
Dick glared at Bruce, "Tt, the first three is applied with the attire but the last one is all entirely Father. You're nowhere near being the best."
"You know what Demon I am so sick of you! Why don't you go back to your little League of Shadows with your deranged mom and suicidal grandfather? You fit so well in there. Oh but you can't because as perfect as you seem to think you are; You're still a bad robin and your mom doesn't even want you!"
Dick just glared at Bruce as Damian came and began to pull back Dick.
"Tim that was unnecessary and very immature. You better apologize to Dami right now!"
"Hahaha." They turned and looked at Dick who was now laughing to himself.
"Drake you've failed to realize that yes I may not be reaching the standards of Robin but I'm still here. You were replaced. Oh last time I check your living under my Dad's care. Yes my family on the other side was crazy but I still have Father. You don't have any of your real parents because they are dead. "
Dick growled out the last words right in Bruce's face.
Bruce looked hurt, angry, and shocked. Damian looked up at the two boys knowing that something was about to go down.
Uh Dick what to do what to do? "Great Bruce, nice to see you are you ready to go?"
Jason walked in dragging Tim in already dressed in the Red Robin costume and looked at the two boys.
"Tim are you going to stand there and stare at Damian or will Batman arrive in Gotham? Be the bigger person and let's go." Tim looked at Jason and could see Bruce's glare and presence in Jason.
"Yes, Dad. Oh and Robin could you get ready too?" Tim headed to the container and laughed.
Damian paled, "Do I really have to be Robin again and I'm working under…."
Damian squeezed the bridge of his nose and began to head out.
Tim whined, "Why the hell do I have to come? I use guns and I don't even know how to work his stupid costume. I hope you're not going as Red Hood."
Jason ignored Tim, "So pops you missed your boy? I bet not. You're probably waiting until I'm out your beloved copy. And to drop me in Arkham where I belong right?"
Jason still ignored Tim and continued to look up stuff on the Bat computer.
"Hmm now that I think about it. I can do whatever I want to and with his body. As Red Robin and Tim Drake Wayne."
Jason sighed but continued to work on the Bat computer.
"I wonder if he was in a warehouse laced with explosives and beaten to a pulp with a crowbar would he escape. With the whole fact that he should be an improvement…or maybe you'd be late again."
Jason grabbed Tim by the collar, "Shut up Jason!"
Tim glared at Jason, "I'm sorry did I strike a nerve? I wonder if you were late for Tim, would you replace him too? Like me."
"You know that I tried to make it Jason. I didn't try to replace or forget you. You were dead Jason after that I was in shambles. I tried everything!"
"You didn't try anything Bruce! If you did you would realize that wasn't my body! You would have avenged me! You wouldn't have replaced me and don't say that you didn't try to forget me! Why is all my old stuff gone? Hmm!"
Jason stopped and stared at Tim, "Uh Jace I I..."
"Hey you guys, we are ready!" yelled Bruce. Tim stalked towards the cars and the sound of a motorcycle could be heard.
"Um someone's grouchy. I hope he doesn't screw up my reputation."
Damian entered frowning, "Well it's better than the scaly green undies but I totally don't miss these colors."
Bruce hit Damian in the back, "Dick stop frowning so much you might become the Demon. Speaking of the creature, where is he?"
Dick strolled in and began twirling the escrima sticks, "I approve of your weapons Grayson and your costume is more…subtle. But where is your utility belt?"
Damian smiled and said as he stared in a mirror, "Thanks Dami, and there are skin tight slots all over. You know Dami, you should smile more. It's so adorably cute."
Dick glared at Damian and smirked a little, "Tt, Can we go already? Father what are the coordinates. I'll go ahead."
Jason sat in front of the computer and began to type in stuff as the boys headed to the vehicles.
Bruce whispered to Damian, "Do you think Dad is going to notice that I'm driving the Batmobile?"
Damian shrugged and headed to the R-Cycle.
"Okay coordinates sent; now remember to act like person please. Oh and Tim use the Bat cycle."
Tim groaned and hopped on the Bat cycle.
"Ok well let's do this!" yelled Damian and they all sped out the Cave.