Days after the second detention Jason had earned, Bruce had decided that another punishment was in order. Because Jason ate two cookies before dinner.
Bruce had seemed entertained as he watched his youngest son's face change colors. Jason, on the other hand, was absolutely pissed. He'd spend the last few hours trying to punch Dick, who was holding the punching sack Jason was currently violating.
The older bird laughed a little nervously when a stray fist missed him by centimetres. Jason tried to punch his older brother again, trying to make it look like an accident.
The punishment Bruce had forced on him was just that; spend time with Dick. Jason hated Dick. Well, 'hate' might have been too heavy a word, but that didn't stop Jason from fantasing about strangling the guy. Just a little bit. Or a lot.
"Are you sure you just wanna train...?" Dick asked after dodgin the tenth 'accidental' punch. "We could catch a movie or-"
"No." Jason said through gritted teeth. Dick frowned and pulled the punching bag away from the teenager. "Hey, I had plans for today too." He said, a little irritated. Truth be told, Jason didn't have anything planned. But spending time with Dick was not on the list.
"Fine." He said defeated. "What movie?" Dick flashed an idiotic grin that Jason would love to hack off his face. But, under the idiocy of it, Jason could make out something almost...malicious. He found himself grimacing.
"Have you watched any Disney movies?" That was all Jason needed to know. The older bird didn't give him the time to answer. Not that Jay would; he was about to ran away from the now cackling Dick- pun intended.
Dick was equipped with Alfred's chocolate cookies and cocoa, just to make the torment Jason was about to go through seem a little sweeter. And it was working.
Jason nimbled on a cookie as the first movie began. Snow fucking White and the Seven Dwarves. Jason hadn't seen that movie, and after about twenty minutes, he decided he could have lived without seeing it. Snow's voice was annoying as fuck, to say the least. What was even worse was that Dick was enjoying it, the sick bastard.
After the movie was done, and Jason was still trying to process what he'd just seen, Dick moved on to the next one; The Little Mermaid. Yep, Jason was sure he preffered the original tale, where the mermaid has to go through the pain he felt as he watched the movie. At least her voice was less awkward.
Bruce walked into the manor, tired beyond comprehension. He never really thought that office work could be as tiring as patroling the streets of Gotham, but he was wrong. To his dismay, he remembered Jason's punishment. Not knowing what to expect, he took a careful peek into the large living room.
No, his eyes were just playing tricks on him. Because there was no way in hell Jason and Dick were singing along to Let it go. He shook his head, inwardly laughing at himself for think that. He was just tired. Yeah, that was it.
Short story again! Sorry, I know this is supposed to have some superhero stuff in it, but it's kinda hard to think of a fitting situation. Oh well, imagining Jason singing 'Let it go' was fun enough for me.