N/a: Hi! Final part of this serie because I'm dry of ideas. Hope you enjoy it a little. I felt it a little forced. Please pardon any grammar mistakes.

Title: Back Off From The Cookies II

Author: Rea Treoni

Rating: T

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

WARNINGS: small language.

Requested by: some of you I guess? Indirectly.

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

"Jason, stop poking me with the broom."

"I'm not poking you with the broom, Replacement."

"You are. Dick make him stop."

"Jason, stop poking Tim with a broom."

"For fucks sake. I'm not poking him with a broom. I didn't even get a broom; Alfred put me in mop duty."

"Then who is poking me?

"…"

"Damian, stop poking Tim with the broom."

"TT"

Smack

"OW! What the hell Damian!?"

Another smack.

"Damian, stop hitting Tim with the broom!"

"Demon, keep hitting Replacement with the broom!"

"Jay, are you for real right now?"

"What? It's funny and free!"

It took an hour and half before the four brothers were able to get back to work and another two for them to finish cleaning up the mess they made in the kitchen.

Jason brushed his forehead with the back of his hand as he lean against the counter "There's a reason I don't do cleaning, it's exhausting."

Tim hums by his right "I feel for Alfred."

"We all do."

Dick glanced to the clock on the wall before addressing his sibling "Alright, guys, it's almost time for the Christmas Dinner, we need to get ready."

Jason made a face "Tell me again why I agreed to come to this thing in the first place?"

"Because you secretly love us; now go, Pouty Jay."

"Don't call me that."

"Don't pout then."

"I'm not!"

"You are so."

"Fuck you, Dick!"

Tim rolled his eyes at his brothers' tactics not bothering to spare a goodbye before he was on his way to his room to take a shower and praying the remains of eggs on his hair will be easy to wash.

"Come on, Damian, you will want to be ready so we can open the present sooner and then Santa can come faster!" exclaims Dick almost bouncing in his place.

"Grayson, control yourself, you're not a child." The ten years old spat annoyed and scowls hard when Dick picked him up.

"You're right, Dami! You are! Aren't you excited?" Laughs Dick as he bounce around the kitchen, with Damian hanging over his shoulder.

"I'm also not a child! Grayson, stop this nonsense! Unhand me, right now so I can wipe that ridiculous grin I know you're wearing! GRAYSON!"

Damian's complains were heard by deaf ears and Dick jus laughs and spun him around, increasing the number of shouts and complains. The pair left the kitchen leaving behind a bemused Jason, munching on a cookie.

"That was weird." He declares, chewing on his cookie before shrugging, heading over his room but not before grabbing a bunch of cookies from the Cookie Jar.

"What's that, Damian?" asks Dick behind him and Damian suppress the urge to punch him for sneaking on him.

"'tt' if you must know, Grayson –"

"I do, I do must know."

Damian ignored him "It's a trap for big fat red Santa, to capture him and teach him a lesson about entering other people's houses."

Jason barked a laugh from his seat on the couch which was abruptly cut off when Damian threw him a book, colliding with his face.

"HEY!"

Dick frowns, looking at the paper Damian was writing on and analyzed the drawing on it "Damian, he's Santa, you can't capture him." He reasons, flashing him an amused smile.

"Of course I can. This is the year I finally catch him."

"You said that last year."

"'tt' he only escaped because of a foolish mistake named Todd."

"HEY! It's not my fault I get hungry during the night, how was I supposed to know that Demon Spawn placed a trap under the cookie plate?" complains Jason, still sour about the event.

Tim chuckled by his side "Oh, it was a pretty picture to wake up to the next morning, you hanging from the ceiling upside down."

Jason threw him a cushion "Shut up, Replacement."

"I'm glad we were able to be here today," says Bruce, standing on the head of the table and eying each face on the room "I know we all have our differences but it's good to remember that no matter what, we're family first, and that's what matter at the end of the day. Merry Christmas, everyone."

A chorus of Merry Christmas answered him back, and the billionaire smiled.

The family sat in the big table of the dining room, all of them chatting among them as they eat from their place. Dick sat on his right, talking happily with Barbara, who was sitting across him, grinning big and happily each time she rolled her eyes god naturally at him and laugh. Alfred sat on his left, smiling fondly and nodding from time to time as Stephanie ramble about all the places she has visited the last few months, with Cass by her side, who just nod and smiled pleasantly when asked a question.

By Dick's side sat Damian and across him was Tim, both of them having a silent competition on who could finish the other's favorite meal first before they could get a bite from it. They were both losing. Meanwhile Jason sat by Damian's side, chewing his food and eying the competition between the two youngest, clearly amused by their stupidity.

Once dinner was over, the family sat comfortably on the living room. After chatting and exchanging the first gifts of the night, everyone left to their room to rest. It was around midnight when four doors creaked open and the four brothers stepped out and met in the hallway, looking at each other. Sharing a glance and lowering their gaze to their youngest, who nodded with determination. They walked over the stairwell and sat beside it, feet hanging on the edge and holding the rail to balance themselves.

They sat in silence. Dick was happily humming a Christmas song, chuckling when Damian scowled at him and demanded him to be quiet, they had agreed earlier on the night to help Damian to capture Santa, or as Damian colorfully explain it: "I need to keep a close eye on all you idiots l before you go and ruin everything."

"Remind me why the hell am I here for?" complains Jason under his breath for the fifth time in the last half an hour, leaning his lesson of speaking louder when Damian punched him in the arm.

"Because the chances of you ruining my plan are high and I won't wait another year to capture Red Invader – "

"Santa" corrects Dick easily.

Damian ignores him " –just because of your unprofessionalism and ."

Jason glares at the small ten years old and was about to retort when a sipping sound appeared on his left. Curious, Jason turned his head to look at Tim and his very awake and alert face "How are you even awake, Replacement?" he asks a little surprise, because it was usually Tim who falls sleep on their sleepovers.

Tim raises his cup a little before shrugging. "Coffee" he answers simply and Jason rolls his eyes.

"You and your goddamned coffee" he curses, taking Tim's cup in a swift movement and placing it far away from the teen ignoring the cries of protest coming from said teen. "You have an obsession."

"It's a happy one."

"I'm sure it is, yeah." mocks Jason while rolling his eyes. Tim just pouts and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Are you two morons finished with your rambling? Because I will hunt you both down if Red Invader –"

"Santa."

Damian sent his big brother a glare; a clear promise of pain in his eyes "One more time, Grayson, I dare you."

Dick's grin just gets bigger "San –"

The young man was suddenly tackled by a small body, both of them rolling in the ground. Jason and Tim shared a look before jumping on them, joining the wrestling. They were so immerse on themselves that they didn't heard the grandfather clock open and the quiet but quick steps happening downstairs. It was until a bell jingled that captured the four brothers' attention and snapped their head towards the sound.

The living room below them was the same except for the mountain of gifts placed under the big tree. Dick snickered softly as Damian scowled.

Jason patted him on the back "Don't fret, kid, there's always next year."

It took twenty-five minutes and a half-sleep Bruce to get Damian off Jason.

Hope you liked it!