There is a video on youtube that's a taylor swift's "never getting back together" parody and that's where the term "baby dick baby dick." is from. i do not own it :)

enjoy. sorry for not much plot. that's coming next chapter

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Chpt.9

Damian would admit that joking about having sex with Jason's daughter was not one of his best ideas.

However, he only came to this realization when Jason had him pinned against the wall with the man's hands wrapped around his throat.

"L-let gooooo." Damian wheezed.

"You put your filthy hands on my daughter and you want me to let go!? I'm going to kill you!"

"I… I was m-merely jo-king." Damian chocked out, and Jason's glare intensified.

"You thought it would be funny? Does it look like I'm laughing!?"

"N-No." Jason threw Damian onto the ground.

"Where the hell is she? Did you hurt her? I swear if you hurt her-"

"She's sleeping. She was being overly stubborn about something she's working on and told me that she hasn't slept in three days. So I used knock out gas to make her sleep." Damian shrugged.

Jason shook his head.

"Three days?" he mumbled.

"I thought the two of you were close. Is Daddy's little girl keeping secrets?" Damian questioned.

"Shut your damn mouth. I trust Livy to do what she feels is right. If she needs me, all she has to do is call." Jason stated.

"But she doesn't call, does she."

"She can handle things on her own." Jason grunted, crossing his arms.

"Clearly, since she hasn't slept in three days." Damian retorted with biting sarcasm. Jason glared at the boy.

"I told you to shut your damn mouth!"

"What kind of father are you?" Damian questioned, which made Jason's anger boil.

"A damn good one! What? You think you could do better!?"

"At least I wouldn't let her run around with harlots and let her be sleep deprived!" Damian exclaimed.

The two looked like they were about to fight when Alfred stepped between them.

"Pardon me, Sirs, but the little miss is still sleeping upstairs. It would be most unfortunate if you were to wake her." Alfred informed calmly. There was a moment where Damian and Jason stared at each other, bodies rigid and ready to fight. However, the tension slowly faded from their bodies, but they continued to hold each other's eye contact.

"Would either of you like some tea?" Alfred inquired.

"No." Damian stated.

"No." Jason informed, breaking his stare off to look at Alfred. "But have you seen Livy since the little brat knocked her out? Is she alright?" Jason had to ask. He didn't trust Damian enough to take his word that Livy was safe.

"The little miss is just fine, sir. I checked on her a several minutes ago and she was still sound asleep." Alfred informed, and Jason seemed to relax more.

"Thanks Alfred."

"Not a problem, Sir."

Damian and Jason stood in the room, not planning to fight, but they didn't talk either, knowing that it would most likely end in an argument.

Dick's sudden presence in the room presence was a blessing.

"Damian, you're alive." Dick smiled. "And Jason, you're not trying to kill him." Jason grunted while Damian rolled his eyes.

"Tt. I told you that I did not need your saving." Dick sighed, but then wrapped an arm around both his brothers.

"We should call up Tim and the four of us should hang out. All the brothers together." Dick smiled.

"I'll shoot you." Jason growled.

"I'll murder Drake if you invite him here." Damian stated. Both he and Jason were glaring daggers at Dick.

~*~*~*~*~Five Hours Later~*~*~*~*~

"I hate this game." Jason growled.

"Don't be such a sourpuss and hand over my money. And don't forget I have a hotel." Dick smiled. Jason grumbled as he handed the colorful money over to his older brother.

"Why must I be the dog?" Damian questioned, glaring at the monopoly piece.

"Because you're a bitch." Jason grumbled. Before a fight could break out between the two, Alfred calmly walked into the room.

"The little miss is awake." He informed. Jason sprinted up to the room where she was staying followed closely behind by Damian.

"I am proud that you kept them from killing each other." Alfred informed with a small smile. Dick smiled back as he started to clean up the monopoly board.

"A game of Monopoly can solve any family problem." Dick grinned.

~*~*~*~*~Upstairs~*~*~*~*~

"Jason?" Livy questioned when she saw her father running into the room, hugging her tightly.

"Are you alright?" Jason questioned.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Livy nodded, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, still a bit groggy.

"Livy, why didn't you tell me that you needed help?" Jason inquired his voice calmer and gentler than how it normally was. Damian wasn't used to hearing the kind tone come from the man.

"I knew you were busy." Livy whispered. "I mean, you were talking about how drug trade was increasing and how you had little down time due to the drug busts. I figured that I could handle my problems on my own." She explained.

Damian also wasn't used to the serious tone Livy was using. Usually her voice held anger, mischief, or childlike innocence. However, the tone she was using with Jason sounded much more her age.

"I make sure I sleep, Livy. You can't use your skills to their full potential without rest. Three days without sleep isn't healthy." Jason stated. He wasn't scolding her, but to Damian, it sounded like Jason was concerned for her.

"I'm sorry." Livy ran a hand through her blonde hair. "I'm just so worried. I don't want these girls to get hurt. They are under my protection and I'd feel responsible if anything awful happened to them."

"You'll get whoever this guy is." Jason said with a comforting smile. "And you'll have my help. I'll ask some gangs and some informants if they've seen a guy man handling women. It might be able to narrow down your search."

"Thank you." Livy beamed, gripping her father in a strong hug.

"I will help as much as I can as well." Damian nodded.

The soft expression that had graced Jason's face when he held his daughter vanished as his attention went to Damian.

Jason gave the boys a murderous look.

"You joked about having sex with my daughter. You can help her, but touch her and I'll dismember you slowly. Piece. By. Piece." Jason growled in a gruff voice.

"He joked about having what with me!?" Livy exclaimed.

"It was not intended to be taken so offensively . I never realized that having sex with me was such a repulsive thought." Damian retorted, then mumbled, "thought I can't understand why. I am a decent size and have some experience."

"Nobody needs or wanted to know that." Livy stated as she got out of the bed. "Besides, I bet your dick's not even an inch long."

"I have superior genetics. That includes sufficient reproductive organs." Damian informed in a haughty voice.

"No way. You're just saying that because you're embarrassed you have a baby dick." Livy chuckled and Jason laughed along with his daughter.

Damian couldn't explain why, but he was happy that Livy was back to her juvenile self. However, he wasn't appreciating that she was calling his penis small.

"My penis is not tiny." Damian growled.

"Baby dick. Baby Dick." Livy sang with laughter, then proceeded to ruffle Damian's hair, earning her a light jab to the stomach, which she returned with a light kick to the ribs.

As the two jokingly fought, Jason watched the exchange.

It made him worry.