N/A: Aaaaand this is where BYF ends. Uh, hope you liked it! I'm gonna work on the request I have gotten in the meanwhile and well yeah. As always, thank you for your support and reviews! It's always makes me happy to see how much you like the series!

Title: Bring your family IV

Author: Rea Treoni

Rating: T

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth. Some minor Oc's.

WARNINGS: Some swear words round, I believe.

Requested by: MaddyR

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

"Let's not try that again" pleads Tim from his seat on the ground.

"I just swallowed my own vomit" whispered horrified Devon next to him; Tim sent him a pity look and patted him on the back.

"I demand a new partner, Judge!" exclaims Tim towards the guy holding the megaphone, the brown haired teenager besides him nods erratically. The judge with the megaphone raised an eyebrow before shrugging accepting the change, they just wanted a winner.

"Tim, what are you doing? You're my partner! We need to destroy this Mustard Chick" yell out Jason, flapping his arms around, looking incredulously to his brother.

"No, No! I'm out! Come on, Devon" called Tim as he got himself free from the knot in his ankle and walked off, with a still horrified Devon behind him.

Jason and Jade stood there, blinking before turning to face each other, frowns and glares back in place.

"This is all your fault" declares the black haired man, poking Jade in the shoulder.

"Oh, no! This one is totally on you, Mason"

"It's Jason"

"Like I care!"

"Why, you little –"

Back in the bleachers, Damian kept laughing hysterically at the situation while Dick just shook his head in amusement. Bruce and Alfred shared a glance before shrugging, not wanting to be in the middle.

"Competitors, please return to the starting line" announced the judge over his megaphone. Tim and Devon were already in place, knot already done around their ankles and chatting smoothly about science.

"You better move it, Mustard Chick, because I plan to win this thing" he hisses in low voice as they walked towards their traitorous brothers. The brunette sent him a tight smile.

"Just don't get on my way, Mason"

"It's Jason"

"I still don't care"

Jason wished he had kept the grenade with him.

Needless to say, they lost.

"Timothy Drake Wayne! This is treason! You are banned from this family!" shouted Jason as he waved his fist at his victorious little brother, who sent him a playful smirk.

"That was for the rock!" shouted back Tim as he collected the trophy along with a shy Devon.

"I told you not to get on my way!" screamed Jade next to Jason, as she got in one knee so she could untighten the knot between hers and Jason's ankles. Jason looked down at her and glared.

"It was you who got in the way! In what world did you think stepping on my foot would help us win?" he fumes, waving his arms around and stepped back as Jade finally set the knot free "You're the worst partner ever, Jade!" he declares, crossing his arms but smirking a little bit.

Jade stared at him unimpressed "Did you tried to get my name wrong?"

Jason blinked, confused that his revenge wasn't according to plan "I did get your name wrong. Your name is Jane"

"My name is Jade, you dumbass"

A pause and then "FUCKING HELL!"

From the bleachers, Bruce's voice appeared "Jason! Language!" Jade laughed as Jason pressed his face in his hands, groaning.

"As fun and entraining it is to see you humiliated, I'm done wasting my time." the young teen waved without much effort and turned, walking away "Hope to see you never, Mason"

Jason just groaned louder into his hands.

"I'm surrounded by traitors" grumbled Jason, crossing his arms over his chest and with was definitely not a pout.

Dick patted him on the back once he placed his plastic medal over his neck "Stop pouting –"

"I'm not pouting"

" –there are still some games left, you can win something in some of them" finished Dick, as if there wasn't an interruption.

"You should be okay if they're not games that requires partner" spoke Tim, his own trophy still on his hands. Jason glared at his dirty.

Damian snorted as he rolled his eyes "They are stupid mindless games, Todd. Don't be a drama queen"

The older bat glared at him "Says the kid who has three medals around his neck"

The youngest of the four shrugged "I never miss opportunity to prove that I'm better than everyone"

Jason grunts frustrated "This is so unfair. Everyone has won something expect me! Even Bruce won a 'Good Job' button pin" Bruce frown and placed his hand over the pin on his chest, slightly offended.

"You can have my trophy, Master Jason" offered Alfred, the plastic crown extended towards the former robin. Jason shook his head.

"It's not the same, Alfie! I need the satisfaction that I did it myself!" complained Jason, pressing his hand over his cheek.

"Participants, please step forward. The last game of the evening is about to begin. Please come forward and collect your sacks for the Sack Race!" spoke one of the older judges over the megaphone, behind him his fellow judges offering the sacks to children and teenagers.

Jason looked up in a second and without to his family, he ran. The Wayne family watched as Jason took his own sack and placed himself on the edge of the Start line, the nine years old and fifteen years old around him eyeing him with curiosity.

"This can't end well" commented Dick, crossing his arms. Bruce sighed and took his wallet out.

"Ready…" began the old judge, a red flag on his hand "Set…Go!" he shout, waving the flag around. Not losing even a second, Jason took off, jumping vigorously and almost jumping over some of the smaller kids. He evade the crashes some kids made between them, he pushed not so subtly the teens that were on his way and soon enough, Jason could see the Finish line getting closer.

Smile already forming in his face, Jason speed up a little bit and just when he was a few feet away from the crossing line, he leap high, feeling the victory rolling in his tongue.

That's why he didn't saw the big rock on his way and it was too late once he crashed into it, making him fall to the ground on his face, his extended hand just a centimeter away from the line. A few seconds later, the rest of the kids that were still standing rushed pass him.

Jason groaned loudly, face still against the dirt on the ground.

As the judges declared the winner, Jason sat on the dirt and definitely pouted this time, until a shadow placed itself in front of him. Confused, Jason looked up and frowned as he recognized the Mustard Girl face.

"Here" she says dryly, as she threw him a small object, which hit him in the forehead.

"Ow" he complained, rubbing his damage body part before picking up the object. Jason eyes widen as he stared at the 'You Tried' button pin on his hand. Jaw open, he looked up at Jade, bewildered.

"Only because you looked pathetic" she assures with a small blush on her cheeks, arms crossed and looking everywhere but Jason.

"Uh…thanks" he answers, toying with the pin with his fingers. Jade nodded curtly before heading back to where Devon was waiting for her, he received her with a nod and a proud smile, Jade shook her head before ruffling her little brother's hair.

Jason watches as they walked away until they disappear of his sight. He glances back at the pin on his hand and smiles faintly, feeling quite satisfied and proud of it. Throwing it up in the air before catching it on its way down, Jason put the pin away on his jean's pocket.

"Well, another fail, Todd. Congratulations" spoke Damian, as he made his way towards him, the rest of the family close behind him.

Dick elbowed the youngest in the ribs "Damian, be nice"

"I said 'Congratulations'! How nice do you want me to be, Grayson?"

Bruce clapped his second oldest on the shoulder and smiled softly "You did your best, Jay. I'm proud"

Jason turned his head slightly and smiled before shrugging "Ah, well, the good thing is that I still know I can beat all of your petty asses on the field"

Jason laughed loudly as the combination of his three brother's indignant voices reproached him, Bruce and Alfred shook their heads, a soft smile on their faces.

"Come one, guys! It will be fun!" plead Dick at his brothers.

Damian froze and suppressed a shiver "Ugh, déjà vu"

"Dick, we have been playing games all day, aren't you tired?" asked Tim from the bench, Jason by his side.

"I'm with Replacement on this one" agreed Jason, waving his brother off with his hand "Besides, it's just a stupid soccer game, not worth my time"

"Not surprised to see you giving up already, Mason" Jason looked up at the second he heard the snobbish voice of the Mustard Chick. Jade stood there, hand on her hips with a superior smirk on her face. Devon stood by her side and another two persons, another chick and an older dude, who Jason didn't recognize.

Jason arched an eyebrow at Jade, titling his head "Are you that obsessed with me that you can't be apart from me for more than an hour, babe?" he asks grinning smugly. Jade scoffed, unaffected.

"I'm just stating the facts" she answers flatly "Besides, it's good. Save yourself and your family the humiliation of losing"

"Jade Walter" murmured the older man disapprovingly. Jade shrugged, sending him a smirk.

"I'm just having fun, Trent" remarked Jade "Don't be such a party pooper, Big Brother"

"Welcome to the club, dude" said Dick, sending Trent a thumps up.

"You know what, Mustard Freak? If you are so desperate to lose against me, be my guest! I will gladly fulfill your wish!" declared Jason as he stood up straight, puffing his chest.

"Are you that excited to win another 'You Tried' button pin, Mason?" laughed the brunette.

"It's not even a competition, there are no trophies left" said quietly Devon on the side; Damian shushed him, enjoying the drama.

"That the best woman wins" declare Jade as she walked away, the other nameless chick walking besides her. Jason glared at Jade's back in hopes of making her explode by some miracle.

"I told you that entering the soccer game wasn't a good idea" complained Devon to his older brother as they followed their sister.

Trent shrugged helplessly "How was I supposed to know she made an archenemy?"

"She makes one on every corner!"

"I don't keep track of her list of archenemies, Devon!"

After stretching and avoiding that the middle sibling didn't killed each other with their eyes, both families stepped into the field and after a whistle from the coach, the game began.

Thirty minutes later, Jason was limping, trying not to use his right leg and being supported by Dick, who had him by the shoulder. A few feet from them was Jade, holding her arms against her side as Trent handle her an ice pack. The coach in front of them shaking his head as he put away the Red Card he had pulled out.

"Mustard Freak" murmured Jason under his breath when he was close enough. Jade heard him and turned sharply back at him, glaring him coldly.

"Asshole" Jade retorted.

Jason puffed his chest. "Asshole-less"

"Immature!"

"Snob Chick!"

"Moron!"

"Airhead!"

"Leather Loser!"

"Bit –"

"JASON!"

" –Witch! I said witch!"

"Dick!"

Dick looked up from his seat on the ground "Yeah?"

Jason rolled his eyes "Not you, Dick"

"Okay, we're done here" state Tim as he pulled back his older brother, grateful that Devon was doing the same with his sister.

"Dumbass!" screamed Jade as she kept on struggling under her brother's holds.

"Harpy!" screamed back Jason, struggling with Tim.

"Well" said Dick, as he clapped his hands "At least the day is over and there was no fire"

Damian eyed his eldest brother with an arched brow; Dick shrugged "Okay, fine: Another fire"

"I think it's still too early to call it a victory" spoke Bruce from their side, eyes still focused on screaming match between his own son and the teenage girl.

Dick laughed "Bruce, there is one hour left before the event is officially over. What could happen?"

One hour later, the Wayne family stood in the middle of the Academy's parking lot, waiting for Alfred to bring the car around. Their clothes were dirty with black smoke patches all around them. The firefighters were still in the scene, taking care of the fire that was still raging in the Academy's garden.

Jason whistled low "Well, that didn't end the way I expected, but at least nobody important died"

"A duck died"

"They have a new dish for the cafeteria, everybody is happy"

"I'm not happy" said Damian scowling.

Jason shrugged "You're never happy"

"Let just go" sighs Bruce, as Alfred pulled the car a few feet away from them.

Once they were inside the car and on their way to the Manor, Dick spoke.

"So, when is the next Family Day?" the answer he got was a combination of several groans and a few loud curses from Jason.

"Never. Got it"

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