Jay woke up to the sound of a little girl crying. He sat bolt right up, forgetting where he was for a moment, until he remembered, Talia had sent him here, and Kim had set him up in their guest bedroom. The crying was probably Justin. He slid out of bed, tiptoeing down the hall to Justin's room, and peered in the doorway, to see Jason already standing there, picking up Justin and rocking her back and forth in his arms.

He started to hum, and then he started singing the weirdest song Jay had ever heard. "Gonna go down to Georgia, gonna eat a lot of peaches. Gonna go down to Georgia, gonna eat a lot of peaches."

Jason's voice got a little faster, "Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man, in in factory down town."

Jay cocked his head to the side, puzzled. Did Jason just make this song up, or is this just a common American song? His father had never sung anything like this before. Jay's father had never sung anything, as far as Jay knew.

"If I had my own say, I'd eat peaches every day, in the sun or in the ra-ain." Jason finished, and set Justin back down in her crib, she had fallen asleep.

"Jay, when I turn around, we're both going to pretend that this never happened, agreed?" Jason said, without looking up at Jay.

"Agreed." Jay wasn't even sure he wanted to remember such a disturbing sight.

Jason stood up straight, looking over at Jay in the doorway, "Good, now get back to bed, we've got to go to Gotham tomorrow."

Jay nodded, "Can I ask why?"

"Have to see some friends." Jason said, walking past Jay and heading to his and Kim's room. "I think they'll like you."

NEXT MORNING:

When Kim had called him down for breakfast, Jay hadn't expected Justin would be sitting in such a weird chair. It was much higher off the ground than his, and it had a plate going across the middle, like a separate table.

Kim walked past him, setting a handful of cheerios onto Justin's highchair. "Eat up baby, daddy's taking you to see Uncle Dick today."

Jay stared at Justin as she picked up cheerios in her tiny fists, shoving them into her mouth. "Won't she choke?"

Kim smiled, settling a plate of waffles in front of Jay, "No, she's good at eating, not picky at all."

"Picky?"

"She'll eat anything you set in front of her, vegetables, fruit, meat, bread, cereal, she's not a pick eater." Kim explained, "Most babies don't eat that good. They'll refuse to eat vegetables, and you'd have to give them only the things they want."

Jay frowned, "That's ridiculous, vegetables are necessary for bone density, and provide necessary minerals and other nutrients. Refusing to eat them is unhealthy."

Jason walked in, "Yeah, yeah Captain Kangaroo." Kim set a plate of waffles in front of Jason, "Keep preaching about all that."

Kim rolled her eyes, "Alright Mr. Junk Food, I know you and dick aren't going to eat anything but pizza for lunch, so dinner is going to be meatloaf-"

"Yes!" Jason said, remembering how good Kim's meatloaf was.

"With broccoli, carrots, and rice."

"No!" Jason whined, "I don't wanna eat vegetables Kim, they taste gross!"

Kim sighed, "Well, at least Justin didn't take after you in the eating department."

Jason shrugged, "She's a weird kid, she eats broccoli willingly."

Kim frowned, sitting down herself with a plate of waffles. "Jason, you're impossible."

"I try."

Jay had never met people who acted to… weird. A cheerio his the side of his face, and he looked over at Justin, who was smirking at him, laughing.

Kim frowned, "No, Justin, we don't throw things at people."

"Unless it's a Batarang, and you're aiming at either the scum of the world, Tim, or Dick." Jason prompted.

Kim glared at Jason, "Yeah Jason, you have absolutely no plans for her to join the hero community, do you?"

Jason was silent for the rest of breakfast.

Getting to Gotham City took awhile, they had all piled into Kim's car, with Jason behind the wheel, Kim in shotgun, and Jay in the back with Justin. Kim had brought snacks in a little bag, and a few toys and books for Justin. Jay watched her make her two finger puppets, a dog and a little boy, kill each other, before he stepped in and took them from her, putting them on his own fingers.

Justin just stared at them, and Jay made them wiggling on his fingers, "Don't kill us Justin, we love you!" He tapped his fingers to her face, making the puppets kiss her cheeks, and she squealed in happiness, kicking her feet.

Jay slipped another puppet onto his fingers, a lion. "Roar!"

"Oh no! It's the kind of the beasts! And he looks hungry!" Jay made the boy puppet say.

"No!" Justin said, "Run away!"

Jay made the little boy and the cat run up Justin's arm to get to safety, and made the lion stand on her knee. "Come down here so I can eat you up!"

"No!" Justin protested.

"But I'm hungry!" The lion roared.

Justin grabbed the goldfish she had been snacking on, handing them to the lion, "There you go!"

The lion gobbled up the goldfish out of Justin's hand, "Yummy! These taste a lot better than people and dogs!"

Justin giggled, "Yay!" This was so much more fun for her than making her finger puppets fight.

She handed her goldfish to Jay, and he gobbled them up, snorting and wiggling his nose like a pig.

"Ew!" Justin squealed, covering her eyes and shaking her head back and forth. "Jay's a piggy!"

The whole car ride lasted like that, jay making her laugh by playing with her, or reading some of those books Kim had brought along.

Once they finally got there, Jason had lead them all to a really nice looking apartment, and then up to the penthouse. A man was there, black hair, blue eyes, and he smiled. A lot.

"Justy!" The man squealed, grabbing her from Kim, and twirling her around, "Uncle Dick missed you so much!"

Justy looked petrified, she obviously did not like it when Uncle Dick got hyper. Another boy, a little older then Jay, walked into the room. "Hey Kim, what's up?"

Kim shrugged, "Well Tim, Justy really likes Jay."

Tim turned to Jay, "Nice to meet you, Kim told me everything over the phone."

Jay nodded, "Nice to meet you too."

Dick smiled at him, "How old are you?"

"Thirteen."

"Wanna spar?" Dick asked.

Jay paused, "Sure."

They all piled into the training room, and Dick stood on the mat, smiling, "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

Jay looked over his shoulder at Kim, "Can you take Justin out of the room?"

Kim nodded, puzzled, and walked away with Justin.

Jay turned back to Dick, "Why do you want her-"

Jay's fist collided with Dick's face, then his foot with Dick's crotch. Dick doubled over, and jay kneed him in the face. Dick fell with a thud.

Everything was silent, until someone giggled. Jay and Tim looked at Jason, who was holding his stomach, trying not to laugh, and failing.

"Two seconds!" Jason laughed, "All it took, ha, ha, ha, was two seconds!"

Tim walked over to Dick's unconscious form, "He's alright, just knocked out."

Jason couldn't stop laughing. He was starting to like this kid.

JAY IS NOT MINE!

Jay was thought of, characterized, and created by my friend Red X17, and credit for Jay goes to him. He thought up Jay just for my stories, and he couldn't have do a better job. So you guys need to look him up, and send him a thank you PM, becaus ehe and I have LITERALLY sent over two hundred message to each other about Jay. He deserves a thank you.

Oh, and that peaches song, it exists. My dad sings it whenever it comes on the radio, it's funny.