Damian froze as Lil Match walked right passed him and giving Damian that damn 'Look at me, I'm here to cause you trouble' smile/smirk. Turning around Damian frowned as he watched Match gliding away before looking back at him tauntingly.

Now by this time, three years later and at the age of sixteen Damian should have damn well known the Malone and how he worked by now and yet every single time he would follow and end up with Match calling out checkmate when he would beat Damian or cause him some sort of embarrassment.

In his mind Damian managed to repeat the ever famous line of Just Walk Away. It worked for a whole of ten seconds before Damian growled and turned around leaving his school friends behind (That's right he finally had school friends, so screw off Todd!) before going after Match.

Gotham's high class Mall was large and fit to cater to the wealthy but it was always easy to spot a Malone because unlike most Mobsters they insisted on wearing bright white everywhere. Match's hair was white blood as well and if the fool had red eyes he would be an albino.

Sure enough Damian spotted Match turning away from an Orange Julius with a large smooth in hand sucking on the straw looking around. Match had on sleeveless shirts, (White) and a sleeveless jacket (Again white. Did they own any other color?!). He seemed oddly happy though, and he was people watching as he walked around.

Damian followed keep a safe way behind Match but also speeding up each time the Malone got out of sight. Match went into each store browsed a little bit, a few times bought something before continuing on his merry way.

After an hour Match stopped to grab a pizza pretzel before heading towards a store that sold furniture. He saw Match go in but when Match didn't come out Damian carefully went in only to see Match had made himself perfectly comfortable on one of the King size beds and was laying under the covers with his bags, drink and pretzel next to him and that little bastard was asleep!

Scowling Damian stared at the Malone. Hell no, Match did no freaking make him ditch his friends just so he could lead him all around the mall and then take a damn nap on an in store bed! Gritting his teeth Damian walked over to the bed and shook Match by the arm.

"Hmm?" Match woke up and looked up at him. "Oh, so you did follow me, huh? How sweet, but as you can see I'm kinda tired. Night."

"You cannot sleep in a furniture store." Damian crossed his arms. "Get up."

"No." Match huffed before rolling over and covering himself up completely in the blankets.

Damian was about to leave when the store manger came out to see what was going on. Damian smirked thinking that Match was going to get in trouble but that left as the old man realized just who was using his merchandise. The man gave Damian a pleaing look and Damian smack his hand over his face.

Tim looked up as he saw Damian walking up the stairs with mall bags hanging from his arms and Lil Match sleeping on his back.

"Stop smiling, Drake. The fool fell asleep in a furniture store."

"You know he did that to get your attention right?"

"OF course not."

"Of course, yes," Match mumbled with a smile on his face. "By the way, Damian… checkmate."

Damian paused in mid step when Tim's voice sad chided. "Don't you even try to drop him down the stairs!"

"Damn it."

Tim and Alvin where dressed exactly the same only difference was that they were in their own color of black and white. Both the teens where dressed up in thick winter coats. They were on a family vacation all ten of them and where in the Winter Mountains in Canada.

There was a problem.

The Malone Boys hated the cold.

None of them had really lived or been anywhere were there was snow and the Bat Family often had missions that took there to different tempture places so they had no trouble adjusting to the snow. It had seemed like a good idea at the time and everyone had voted to go to the same place.

So it amused Bruce to no end to se Matches Malone standing there with his four sons trying to huddled into his arms for warmth as they shook from the cold. Meanwhile the Bat Boys where having fun throwing snowballs at each other and riding down the mountain.

What was ever better was that Tim wasn't with the Malones but letting Bruce pulling him up the mountain in a sled.

Ha! Take that Malone.

This is what came to mind…. Yeah….