Prompt: Dick and Jason have a conversation with his teacher. Apparently, little Kaden has been using some rather bad language.

Bad Words

Today was Kaden's first day of Kindergarten, to which he had actually been looking forward to. Dick and Jason were on their way to pick him up and Dick was driving while Jason was on his phone. His black phone.

"I don't care. You tell them that either they back down, or the Red Hood will pay them personal visit, and they don't want me knocking on their door," Jason growled, hanging up the phone. He sighed, raking a hand through his hair and pocketing the phone. Dick glanced over at Jason and gave a shrug.

"Idiots, all of them. I swear to god, they're worse than children," he said sourly. Dick gave Jason another glance and a smirk and Jason frowned and asked "what's that look for?"

"Nothing," Dick replied. Jason snorted.

"Pfft, nothing," he mumbled. They pulled up to the school and Dick leaned over and stole a kiss.

"C'mon, let's go pick up baby bird," Dick said cheerily. Jason hopped out of the car and he and Dick made their way to Kaden's classroom. They were a little early, but only by a couple of minutes. The Kindergarten classes were always half days, so they'd be out within the next few minutes.

Jason and Dick stood outside the door to Kaden's classroom, both of them watching their little boy playing with his friends, Michael and Melinda. The bell rang moments later, signaling the end of class. They could hear the teacher talking to the children as they started putting the toys and books away and moved to their cubbyholes to grab their bags. Dick and Jason exchanged looks before pushing open the door and stepping into the classroom. Kaden glanced up from his book and saw his parents, face lightning up. He pushed the book onto the shelf, then rushed up to the two of them, arms out stretched.

"Daddy! Papa!" he called cheerily. Jason smiled brightly and knelt down, catching Kaden in his arms and lifting him up, hugging him tight and Dick kissed his head, Kaden reaching over to him for a hug.

"Hey champ, how was your day?" Dick asked. Kaden started babbling to them about all the things they did that day, talking so fast they could barely understand him. Of course that was interrupted when his teacher, Mrs. Ryder, came up to the three of them. She was a young blonde woman with green eyes, and slightly short stature, barely standing five foot two.

"Hey Kaden, why don't you go play a little bit more. I need to talk to your parent," she said sweetly. Jason put Kaden down and sent him on his way, saying goodbye to his friends as they passed.

"Is something wrong?" Jason asked, concerned. He and Dick exchanged glances when Mrs. Ryder looked over her shoulder at Kaden. She looked back at his parents and gave a nod.

"There is. Your son...he said some rather bad words in the class today. He called another boy an..." the teacher hesitated and bit her lip, then said in a low tone so Kaden wouldn't hear "an a-hole. And he said the 'F' word once or twice."

Dick glared at Jason and swatted his arm.

"See? What'd I tell you!" Dick snapped. Jason frowned and raised his hands defensively.

"Hey, it's not my fault!"

"It so is! I told you to watch your language, but-"

"I do watch my fuc-er...my language," Jason retorted, cutting himself off before he said what he really wanted to say. Dick sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose and looked back to Mrs. Ryder, who seemed mildly amused.

"We're so sorry. We'll talk to him," Dick said apologetically while Jason stood beside him, hands jammed into his pockets with a little pout on his face.

"And I'm sure my husband will watch his language in the future. Won't you Jason?" Dick scolded. Jason huffed but gave a nod.

"Yeah, yeah, get off my case," Jason muttered, earning himself another swat. Mrs. Ryder smiled and gave a nod, and Dick waved Kaden over. The boy, bright smile on his face, bounced over and grabbed his bag out of the cubbyhole and the three of them left together.

On the drive home, Dick glanced back at Kaden in the rear view mirror,

"Kaden," he called, getting the little boy's attention "your teacher told us you said some bad words today." Kaden looked at his papa with an innocent look on his face.

"Said you called a kid an asshole and said fuck a few times," Jason blurted out, to which Dick glared and swatted at him again. Jason raised his hands defensively and glared back "hey! What was that for?"

"Yeah," Kaden replied from the backseat. Dick looked at him through the rear view mirror again and gave a slight smile.

"Well, look little wing, those are bad words. You can't say those words."

"But daddy says them all the time," Kaden replied, to which Dick shot Jason another glare. Jason flinched and shrugged, giving an innocent look. Dick snorted, then looked in the mirror again at Kaden.

"That's because daddy is a bad boy. He needs to watch his language too, don't you, Jason?" Dick replied, glaring at his husband. Jason snorted and Dick elbowed him. Jason huffed and turned in his seat, looking back at Kaden.

"Papa is right. Just because daddy says those things, doesn't mean you should. Daddy's going to be watching his own language now though. So you do too, okay?" Jason explained. Kaden gave a nod.

"Okay daddy," he said with a smile, pulling a toy batmobile out of his backpack. Jason smiled and ruffled the boy's hair, turning right in his seat. Dick quirked an eyebrow at him and Jason shrugged.

"What? I said I'd try," he said smoothly. They heard the sound of Kaden's toy batmobile hitting the floor.

"Shit," came Kaden's tiny voice from the backseat.