Whoot whoot. Chapter 2! Time to fill in a bit more of the plot that was so vague in Chapter one.

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Dick tried his best to shout but all that came out were muffles. The polyester was tight on his body and each time he wiggled around to try and escape, it rubbed on his skin rather roughly. This was definitely the most uncomfortable he had been in a while but it all paid off since he finally managed to wiggle free and fell forward to his oversize outfit that was on the passenger seat as well. Dick groaned and started to pull the fabrics over so it was covering his skin before he glared up at Damian with his cheeks puffed.

"That hurt you know!" Dick shouted so the teen could hear him.

"And? You had worse. Now quit your squeaking little man, I'm driving."

Damian always boasted about how he could drive but actually being in the passenger side, especially with being this size was quite nervewracking. He curled up a bit inside his outfit so in case they crashed, at least he may have some cushion.

"You should slow down." Dick warned, his head peeking out from the fabric.

"Tt. I know how to drive Grayson. I've learned since I was five." Damian grunted, pushing the pedal a bit harder. "Besides, no one will stop us since we are in the old Batmobile."

"I still can't believe you stole it."

"We're borrowing it. Besides, it does still belong to us. We were the ones who used it when you were Batman."

A small smile appeared on Dick's face from the memories. It wasn't all sunshine and rainbows but they were still memories. The memories were enough to relax him a bit and he sighed, closing his eyes. He hoped that Bruce would be able to help him get back to normal. He couldn't imagine living in this small body for so long. What Dick didn't know was that his fear was about to come true.

It didn't take too long to arrive back in Gotham City and Damian continued to speed down the streets until they reached the Cave. There, he parked and opened the doors.

Before getting out, Damian looked down at Dick whom was now crawling out from his outfit. Once the two made eye contact, Dick gave a pout since Damian was just staring at him and made no move to scoop him up. Did the little - well, now big - demon think he would be able to get out on his own?

Clearing his throat overexaggerately, Dick placed his hands on his hips, staring up at Damian who rolled his eyes.

"H-Hey! Handle me with care!" Dick shouted as he was picked up by his arms a bit roughly then cupped.

Getting out the car, Dick started to look around the cave and sighed. The sigh held many emotions but the main one that washed up on him was relief. Despite his current situation, it was nice to know that they made it back to the Batcave alive and soon he would be able to talk to Bruce about the situation they had. Looking around a bit more, Dick notice how big the Batcave actually was. It was very big. Too big. His nerves began to unfold again since all he could think about was getting lost in the Cave and this wasn't even the worst place to get lost. Imagine getting lost in the Manor or even in Gotham City itself. It would probably take a while for someone to realize where he had went. Or worse. Someone could actually step on him. All of those worries were now intensified since he heard a loud bark, meow and moo. Dick had completely forgotten that Damian had pets.

His fear must have been transferred over to Damian since Dick could now feel the teen's hands cupping him a bit tighter for protection. It was not enough to put him at ease though.

Like all previous times, Damian's pets charged over to their owner excitedly, making Damian brace himself for impact. Titus was always the one to do the trick of knocking him over and he did not fail in doing so. Damian was thrown down to the ground and Dick felt the hands separating which were his shield and only source of protection. If that wasn't bad enough, Dick was projectiled and found himself soaring into the air. His tiny lungs screamed out as he flew, his arms covering his face for any deadly hit he was going to be taking.

The screams were loud enough to attract the attention one of Damian's pets and Alfred's eyes began to follow Dick before he pounced forward and caught the tiny acrobatic with his teeth. A yelp of pain left Dick's lips since he was dangling upside down by his right leg and the teeth sunk a bit on his skin.

"Pennyworth! Let go of him!" Damian shouted, pushing his other pets aside and stood up. The cat turned to its master and began to move back as Damian walked forward. When he was closed in, Damian lunged at the cat who jumped and ran away. "ALFRED!"

Dick screamed out like how he has been doing all night as he was being dangled and tossed around in the cat's mouth. Alfred avoided all of Damian's leaps with agileness, thinking that they were just playing. To him, Dick was a new toy and had no intentions of letting it go right this moment.

"Titus, Batcow - get Alfred!" Damian commanded to his pets whom let out a moo and bark, chasing after the cat.

It was pure madness in the Batcave and Dick wondered when it was all going to end. At this rate, he was sure he was going to lose his right left by all of the movement. Even though he was use to flips and breezes because of his acrobatic background, it wasn't nearly as violent as this situation had taken, especially at this size. The whole world was spinning and he could barely catch glimpses of the animals or Damian getting close to catching the cat.

This is really how it ends now? Dick thought to himself, closing his eyes tight.

A ringing noise emitted in the Batcave that made the entire group pause. The real human Alfred was standing at the entrance, bowls of food on his tray. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity, Damian snatched up his cat and took Dick back whom was sticky to the touch by all of the saliva. His skin was very cold and his hair was sticking up like a Super Saiyan.

Trembling, Dick fell to his knees and crawled forward so he could curl up to one of Damian's fingers, his face full of fear. Alfred the cat gave a meow as he strolled over to the human Alfred to eat his food.

"Master Damian. I heard all of the ruckus upstairs and thought the animals were rioting from hunger." Alfred explained himself as he set down the food for the three animals.

"ALFREEEEED!" Dick cried out loudly, his throat cracking from all of the shouting he done earlier. "SAVE ME PLEAAAASE!" he sobbed.

Alfred rose up an eyebrow and began looking around, wondering where that squeaking noise came from. He looked over to see Damian holding something in his hand and he made a slight face, "Oh dear Master Damian. Did you bring a rat home with you this time?"

"I am not a rat Alfred!" Dick continued to howl out in frustration.

Sighing, Damian walked over to the Englishman and began to explain the whole situation.

Early the next day everyone was called over to discuss the new predicament that was brought upon them. Dick was in the middle of the living room's coffee table, sitting down with a piece of his Nightwing suit taped around his body. Everything was still very much overwhelming and it was made worse with everyone being normal sized and staring at him. Being in the Batcave wasn't nearly as bad since everything there was already relatively big and he wasn't the only tiny there. Right now though, he truly was the only small thing. Dick never realized just how tall Damian or even Cassandra was. Jason was already the tallest out of them all subtracting Bruce but right now, he was an overly sized giant. Dick couldn't help but to shift a bit uncomfortably at the table, wishing that their eyes weren't directed at him while they spoke.

"So let me get this straight. Damian and little Ken doll here were out in Bludhaven last night and Dick got zapped by some shrink ray and turned small. They came back to talk to Bruce but the big bad bat is out doing Justice League business and said he'd be back in a week and for us to just take care of the issue until then?" Jason asked blandly.

"That is about the jist of it Master Jason." Alfred nodded.

"Wow. I knew Bruce could be cold but this is just brutal." Jason snickered, earning a glare from Tim and a few others in the room.

"This is serious Jason. Dick's live is at stake here. How would you like it if you were small and your only hope is gone for a week?" Barbara asked, her eyes narrowed at Jason who shrugged, "Don't know. I'm not in that position. Hey Dick, how does it feel to be this small and knowing your only hope is gone for a week?"

Before Dick could shout angrily at Jason, Damian's voice overshadow his, "Todd! I will personally see you get this same treatment if you don't take this seriously. Father is counting on us to take care of it and we are going to."

"Let's just cut straight to the chase." Stephanie spoke up, getting a bit annoyed. "The only person we know whom has shrinking abilities is The Atom, right? We can just ask him for help."

"I'm afraid that Ray Palmer is out with Bruce with this mission." Alfred sighed.

Tim clicked his tongue, "Alright then. We know that Ray Palmer works at Ivy University so it would be best to start there. There is a great chance that the criminals whom did this to Dick attended the school or knew someone whom did so we may find leads there. A few of us should go to investigate to cover ground faster. Jason, you and I will—"

"Oh no. Cassandra, Stephanie and I will go." Barbara interrupted, "No offense but we would get the job done quicker with our feminine touch."

"You mean sway your tits around in front of loser guys?" Jason flatly stated, uncrossing his arms. He was the only one leaning against the living room entrance's frame, being alone meanwhile everyone had gathered closely to Dick. Jason walked forward towards the coffee table, bending down to his knees. Dick stared at the looming giant, gulping. Barbara glowered at Jason from that comment and she too decided to move forward so she was leveled to the mini male. The two were casting a huge shadow over Dick, making him nervous. It was Jason who worried him the most since the massive man was staring down at him with a predatory look, least that's what it looked like to him. Without thinking, Dick rushed to Barbara and leaned against her, which were at her breasts. Normally she would have gotten mad at Dick for touching them but she could feel him trembling against her.

"Aww, poor thing." Barbara frowned, scooping Dick up gently and cuddling him to her chest. This drastically calmed Dick down, making him feel brave as he curled to her cleavage.

"Awww." Stephanie cooed, moving as well to the little man. "He's scared." She frowned.

With her right index finger, she gently started to rub Dick's head, wanting to comfort him. Little Nightwing was thoroughly enjoying this attention that he decided to coo cutely, making the two girls go gushy all over again. Even Cassandra at this point moved to the other two females so she too could play with Dick. Jason and the other men were staring blankly at the scene, seeing that Dick was just using this as a way to get boobie action. Tim cleared his throat loudly, making the two girl glare up at him, "Rude! We're trying to calm our little baby bird here."

"He'll calm down once we've succeeded in getting Dick back to normal." Tim reminded impatiently. "If you three are going to go to Ivy Town, go back home and start packing to leave as soon as possible."

Rolling her eyes, Barbara heaved a sigh and let the mini male down whom frowned as he was taken away from the boobs. Alfred first left the room so he could see the three females out. Once they were out of sight, the normal size males turned their attention back to Dick.

"Really Dick? Really?" Jason crossed his arms. "You were enjoying that boob action way too much."

"Since those three are gone, I'll ask Batwing, Bluebird and Batwoman to help cover Gotham for this week. One of us should remain in charge of taking care of Dick meanwhile he's in this state." Tim told Damian and Jason whom were the only ones left.

"Don't worry little Dickie, I'll take care of you!" Jason grinned as he snatched up the tiny male from the table whom yelped.

"Careful with him!" Damian shouted as stole Dick away.

"I will be. Don't worry." Jason stated, prying the tiny once more back to his possession.

"I don't trust you Todd. Knowing you, Dick will be dead by the end of the day." Damian hissed, grabbing Dick yet again.

The two continued to splurge insults at one another, yanking the little back and forth. The constant tension made their holds rather forceful and Dick was whining the entire time, getting dizzy from the quick movements. Jason decided to play unfair as he stood up and held Dick high up with his right hand, using his left to hold Damian back by his forehead. Jason laughed at this meanwhile Dick gave a cry, hating being this high up. Even though he had his acrobatic background, he knew that it would be impossible to survive this huge fall. He didn't have anything to grab on or even help with the potential fall. The entire time Tim's frustration grew and grew until he finally snapped, "Enough!"

Getting close to Jason, he jumped up and managed to grasp the tiny man whom sniffled.

"You two cannot take care of Dick if your lives depended on it. I will be the one to take care of him." Tim announced.

"Tt. Please. As if you'll be able to do a greater job than I would, Drake." Damian spat with his arms crossed.

"If my memory serves correct, I am the only one whom hasn't died."

"Oh yeah Timmy, that burned so bad." Jason rolled his eyes, "Using the dead card."

"How about letting Master Dick decide for himself." Alfred suggested as he stepped back inside the living room. Once again, the Englishman proved himself to be the voice of reason.

Dick would of chosen Alfred to take care of him but he already knew that the man had enough on his plate. Last thing he needed was to stress him out more. Tim did seem the logical choice in this situation but even though he would do a better job, Dick just didn't feel it. Jason was too much of a brute and just by holding him high up into the air showed how terrible of a caretaker he would be.

"I choose Damian." Dick told the trio.

"What!" Jason shouted in unison with Tim. Damian couldn't help but to look smug as he casually took Dick away from Tim's possession. "As you may see, I am clearly better than you two buffoons if I was chosen."

"Dick, are you sure?" Tim asked seriously, moving closer to the tiny man. "Are you sure that the demon spawn didn't threat you last night?"

"Hey!"

"No, he hasn't threaten me. I know that you're the logical choice Tim but let's face it, you already have a lot on your plate as well as Alfred. Robin would be the best choice." Dick spoke softly, too soft. Tim blinked, staying quiet for a brief moment "…Um, did you say something? I swear I could have seen your lips move for a second there…"

Jason stifle his laughter while Damian sighed, "I'll take good care of him, Drake. Don't you worry your poor demented brain out." He smirked. Despite being a bit hurt by Dick rejecting him again, he knew he would keep tabs on Damian and make sure that Dick was taken well care of.

"Alright. If you say so Dick. I still believe you are making a grand error in your judgment but I'll let this slide." Tim told the mini whom spoke a thank you. "…Did you say something again?"

"Hey, Timbers. Since Dick is small and you're going to ask Batwoman and the others to help out, we should temporary move in so we can help Damian here take care of our little man." Jason slyly stated, moving closer to Tim.

"…What?" Damian felt as if he didn't hear correctly.

"Come on, it'll be great. Right Tim?" Jason nudged him rather hard, making Tim rub his rib a bit before looking at Damian whom had a deadly look.

Don't. You. Dare. Agree. Damian thought, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Tim matched the dead look, "Yes. Yes it would be. We can keep a close eye on Dick when Damian slips up."

"NO!" Damian shouted.

"Alfred, prepare rooms for us! We're staying the week here!" Jason grinned.

In the background, Alfred glanced at each male. Damian was still shouting "No no no" over and over again as Dick was covered his ears, wondering why this was happening to him. Jason was laughing loudly, seeing as his plan was working in pissing the little shithead off. Tim looked as if he was wondering why he was even part of this family.

"…I'll get right on it, Master Jason." Alfred finally responded as he turned to leave the room.

"No!" Damian let out his last cry. He knew that Jason only said this to irritate him and it did work. He wasn't though going to let this stop him in his duty of taking care of Dick. Tim was just waiting for this to happen. Waiting for him to slip so Tim could use this situation in the future whenever he failed a mission. He wasn't going to let that happen though.

This is going to be a the longest week of my life. Dick thought and prayed that he would survive somehow.

Hours had passed and the bat boys had themselves still stationed in the living room. Dick was still on the coffee table where Damian left him so the tiny male wouldn't be out of his sight, not even for a minute. Tim had made all of the necessary phone calls to keep everyone updated on the situation. His eyes glanced over to the two short male often, observing them and waiting for something to happen. The tension was high in the living room and the only casual being was Jason who genuinely seemed excited for this week for some unknown reason. His excitement put Dick on edge since he had no idea what Jason was thinking about and something told him that he wasn't going to be liking it either. The manor was eerily quiet until the front door bell rung. Eyes darted over to see Alfred walking towards the door.

There was a medium size package with the words "To Little Dick" at the door step. Alfred rose up an eyebrow before glancing up to see Barbara and the other girls waving at him. They shouted their goodbyes and hopped right back into the taxi to go to the airport.

Picking up the package, pieces were heard shaking inside noisily.

"Master Dick, you have received a package." Alfred informed as he casually strolled to the living room and set it down at a clear spot on the coffee table. Immediately Jason pulled out a knife and began to slice the tape off, making Dick pout, "Hey! That's mine!"

"As if you're going to be able to open it, little guy."

Even though he knew that was true, it was the principle of opening someone else's package made Dick puff out his cheeks.

Pulling the tabs open, Jason stayed silent for a moment before he let out a long stream of laughter that confused Damian and Tim. The two stood up and peeked over, their eyes widening at the content inside the box.

"Uh…" Tim held his mouth a bit open and Damian joined Jason instantly into the fit of laughter.

"Hey! What is it!" Dick yelled, wanting to know what was happening. After all, it was his package.

Regaining his composure, Tim gently lifted the mini male up so he could see. Dick's eyes widen hugely, "No…no…anything but that!"

Author's Note: Cliffhangeeer~

As ya'll may have noticed, I really want to focus on this story being of the Bat Bros mainly. Lots of fluff and chaos. I already have some ideas that I will throw in eventually but if any of ya'll have any fun ideas, feel free to let me know. If I think they're doable, I may end up using them and giving you credit for the idea.

On another note, I'm debating whether or not to include a bit of gayness. Like JayTim as a coupling. If that happens, it'll mostly be used just to freak Mini Dick out in seeing his younger 'brothers' kissing or anything further more. Or maybe DamiTim. No idea yet if I should even include that type of gayness or just keeping it family friendly. I'll leave it up to you guys XP