Title: Bring your family III

Author: Rea Treoni

Rating: T

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth. Two minor OCs.

WARNINGS: Some swear words round.

Requested by: MaddyR

Disclaimer: I don't own any Batman related character. They are DC Comics's.

"What do you mean you 'accidentally' pick pocked the Principal?" asked Tim to his older brother, incredulously.

"He did what?" looked up Bruce, sandwich on his hand in midair.

Jason rolled his eyes "I didn't pick pocked him" he clarifies, taking a bite of his sandwich "His wallet was on the edge of his pants and I just happened to catch it before it touched the ground" he explains as he chew. Alfred sent him a disapproving glance, Jason closed his mouth.

"You did what?" asks Bruce yet again, putting the sandwich down and frowning.

"He pick pocketed the Academy's Principal" said Dick as he munched on his own sandwich "Keep up with the conversation, B"

"It's not that hard. I usually do it twice a week" shrugged Damian as he picked one of his chips and glared at Dick when he snatched some.

Bruce eyes went to his youngest "You do what?"

Damian rolled his eyes "It's an exercise, Father, to improve my stealth"

"Yeah, B, it's not like the lil'runt needs the money" laughs Jason.

"And you do?" asks Tim curious, Jason shrugged.

"I have needs"

"Sure"

Bruce rubbed his temple "Jason, give back that wallet in this instant" he orders sternly. The former robin rolled his eyes but stood up nonetheless.

"Fine, but I'm keeping the coupon for a free burger" he declares as he started to walk off.

"Well, at least he is giving back" said Dick grinning.

"He also took the twenty dollar bill" said Damian as he chews on his chips. Bruce face palmed himself.

The next few minutes passed without an accident. Once everyone finished their meal, they stood up and some people walked over to Bruce, who greeted them warmly, holding the conversation with ease. A few feet away from him, the three siblings were looking around the mass of people.

"Shouldn't be Jason back– "Tim was suddenly cut off when there was an angry shout. The family turned their heads in synchronization as they quickly recognized Jason's voice.

Said young man was half way through the garden on his way back to their table, the white shirt he had underneath his jacket was covered in mustard, along with a good part of his jacket and he was fuming the girl in front of him with his glare. The girl, who looked around his age, stood there, equally pissed off and crossing her arms.

"Watch were you are going, chick!" Jason spats as he tries to wipe some of the mustard off. The girl with the pony tail scoffed.

"You watch it, leather loser! You ruined my meal" she snaps back

"Your meal?" Jason asks scrunching his nose in disgust "You were holding a bowl full of mustard, how is that meal, you weirdo?" then he thought better of it and shook his head "I don't even want to know. What it is ruined is my leather jacket you just killed with your disgusting mustard"

The young woman laughed dryly at that "I made you a favor ruining that jacket. Where did you get that jacket? In your neighbor's garbage?"

"Oh no, she went with the jacket" murmured Dick, opening a new bag of chips and munching on them as his eyes didn't leave the scene. Tim let out a low hiss of pity.

Jason's mouth hang open in disbelief "Excuse you, Missy, but this is a top quality leather jacket, not that you would know anything about clothes when you dress like the Joker"

"Oh, burn" whispers Tim, taking some chips from Dick's bag.

The brunette chick scowled hard "You're a fucking ass"

"At least I have an ass"

Both Tim and Dick hissed at the comeback, Damian grinned, enjoying it. The girl let out a frustrated shout before storming off, heading over her own table. Jason followed her with his eyes, still fuming before heading over his table, where his brother took seat so they could enjoy the play better.

"What a fucking bitch" the former dead robin fumes, taking a bunch of napkins from the center and wiping the mustard off his shirt and jacket.

"That was awesome" declares Damian, nodding his head approvingly. Dick threw his little brother an unamused glance before turning to Jason.

"Look at it this way: there is no way you are going to cross paths with her again for the rest of the day" he says, clapping Jason on his back. Jason grunted but had to agree with his older brother, the possibilities that he would met again the Joker Imitator were slim with so many people around.

Jason hates his luck.

As Tim tried to tight the knot around his and Jason's leg, Jason was glaring at the Mustard Chick who was only two pairs of people away from him. The Mustard Chick was glaring back at him, with the same intensity as him, as the kid she was paired with shifted uncomfortably being on the middle of their glares.

As the man on the speakers explained the game itself, being a simple race of three legged in pairs, Jason and the chick had a quiet conversation with their hands.

'You're going down' Jason gestured, pointing at the ground. The chick let out a laugh before flipping him off with her finger. Meanwhile, Tim, watching the exchange of unsaid words between the two, glances back at Dick sending him a scared look. Dick, who was in the bleachers along Damian, Bruce and Alfred, shrugged as an apology and tried to smile to reassure his little brother. Damian was smirking and Bruce was confused as ever with his children interactions.

As soon as one of the judges honked the horn, marking the official start of the race, Jason took off, practically dragging Tim along with him.

"Jason! Jason, slow down! I'm – watch the rock! THE ROCK HIT MY FACE! JASON! STOP!" screamed Tim as he tried to keep up with his competitive brother, but his pleads were heard by deaf ears, because Jason's eyes were on the finish line, keeping in check the Mustard Girl's progress.

"JADE! JADE MY LEGS ARE SHORTER THAN YOURS, STOP! MOM I TOLD YOU THIS WAS A BAD IDEA" screamed the teenage boy the Mustard Girl was paired with, holding tight his sister's arm so he wouldn't fall flat to the ground.

"MOVE IT, DEVON!" was the short answer from Jade, as she speeded it up, glaring at Jason.

"STOP IT WITH THE ROCKS, JASON!" yell out Tim as he avoids another flying rock that was coming towards his face.

Soon enough, the race was over. On the finish line stood Jason and Jade, with their partners sitting awkwardly in the ground, panting and without breath.

"Seems like we have a tie, Ladies and Gentlemen" announced one of the judges happily, and the crowd cheered.

Jason and Jade kept on sending death glares to each other while Tim and Devon groaned.

To be continued...

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