Foxes upon Foxes – Titan Stories and Snippets and Magical Girls Galore
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FOURTH WALL BREAK; TURKEY DAY SHENANIGANS
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IS A CONTNIUED FIC FROM THE JUMANJI INSPIRED ONE WHERE THE HEROES' KIDS END BACK UP IN THE PRESENCE OF DAMIAN WAYNE, ONLY HE'S READY FOR AMI'S MAGIC THIS TIME. FOURTH WALL BREAKS, BREAK THE SILENCE AND DAMIAN LEARNS SOMETHING NEW ABOUT HIS FAMILY.
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"Why?"
"Why couldn't I, son?"
"Why father!!" Damian stomped his foot and held his ground. "They cannot come back to the –
"Master Damian!" Alfred couldn't believe his little ears by the sass out of that child's mouth. "Your father has made it strikingly so; the Grayson family will be joining us this Thanksgiving supper for the week. Albeit…. despite the series of mis – haps and shenanigans that occurred a few months prior." He shoved his eyes at Bruce who rubbed his neck and let that one…. slide ride back into the evidence box wence it came.
"Ami is a demon! They all are!"
"Are you not acting terribly troublesome for yourself, Master Damian; like Bruce your cousins have less time to spend with their own parents and this occasion is to allow bonding. You do wish to "get to know" Anna a bit better?" He raised a brow. "You are both just as stubborn and your brother Master Dick taught her self-defense that could very well call you her rival." Wayne smirked and held a laugh back as Damian threw his father the stink eye. "She is the worst of that clan. They have no right telling me how to behave. We are the same age, even worse – I'm a year older than she is!"
"Which is why you should the part, be a host. Not a terror." Bruce let the words lastly drop, before deciding to continue with the preparation alongside his dutiful family butler and friend.
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Damian stormed up to his room and started to scrit down battle tactics; how Aiden had the courage of a cowardly lion. Or how Ava never seemed interested in what they were doing with her new work in another dimension. Maybe Anna had gotten, nicer? Less sassy, and so much less competitive.
He looked out the window to his room and his eyes popped out of his head.
"No! They are supposed to be in by – forget it, this means war…"
He armed himself with smaller defenses. A glove with shock neuro – controlled waves to stun an opponent. mace, and of course….a repellent to keep Ami snoozing should she try out her magic for "fun" on the main rooms of the manor.
"More magic, more problems." He huffed and composed himself as Alfred and Bruce already had cracked open the main gates.
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"Hi, hell – spawn." Anna sneered under her breath as Dick just batted her shoulder to tell her to stop. She huffed and put her hands in the pocket of her long overalls. "Ah, so we'll get started and Al? I want time alone with the kids. Kori won't be out of her last shoot until before we sit down to eat."
"Of course, Master Dick." The butler warmly replied as Dick wrapped that conversation up with a corny grin. He then turned to Dami, who was trying to sneak off and set more traps. No doubt with Ami – snacks in mind.
"Look, I know you guys kinda…don't clash, but you had an okay time last –
"IT WAS HELL!" All but Ami shouted at the doofy father. "We..were catapulted to some off dimension,…and no one even said a word!" Aiden heaved, his hair standing even taller than his usual blonde and red spikes.""Dad, don't let Anna and Lil' D stay in the same room together. They get waay too competitive."
"Why's that a problem, Aide?" Ami cocked her head to ask. Dami shook his alongside the pthers. "Magic is not common to Gothamites, even if we do become target to filthy wizards and cursed vampire armies of the undead."
"Cool?" Ann was intriueged by this, to a degree.
"Uh…um….video! Games –
"NO." The kids barked as Dick sweat through the collar.
"Then, wanna help set up the table?"
"Knives, forks and plates are an assassin's essential do all for a make shift weapon." Anna glared at Dami as he stewed, then jabbed a finger at the sassy red headed teen. "At least I have control over what I BURN alive, harpy!"
"Hellion overlord!"
"Spastic, aggressive human fire cracker!"
"HEY!" Dick had heard just about enough, "Dami, as the host of today's event, YOU are in charge. Go up to the billiards –
"Pointed sticks." Ami raised a hand as Dick and Aiden both face planted out of those words. "No more Monty Python for you." Dick sighed. "Look, it's a few days and I know you won't tear each other up like cannibals."
"Grossness, dad…" Anna grimaced with Ami stinking out her tongue at the idea of going full zombie in the manor. "Whatever, Grayson. Father wanted me to be the same but I won't promise that if they touch my things or Alfred the cat?" He gave Ami a glare as she shrunk back behind Aiden. "Then they get to sleep on the roof tonight –
"Wanna bet you snap first?" Anna cracked her knuckles and then. Oh, then…. Dick had an idea.
"Why don't you make it a contest." Smirked the rather witty boy wonder numero uno. "If the prep is done by one of you before the other, you'll get to sleep in the guest room. No sharing. All yours."
"Why should I care?" Dami snorted.
"That includes you too, Dami." Chuckled the stupid cat faced man, as Dami growled and pointed at that idiot brother of his. "That is a violation of my rights! Father will –
"Oh, he'll approve." Dick pulled out a small mic from his shirt. "Right, B?"
~ Affirmative. ~
Dami was left dumb in the face as Anna could only hold back her snicker, Ami scratching her head as if this were a bunch of chores instead – but….it would be fun to tease her cousin again!
"May the best sleeper, sweep?" Aiden shrugged as the rest didn't even add to the sentence.
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"Before we begin the games." Dick moved like a luetenent and played his role much better when he was serious, though it still felt out of his character range.
"Ami? You'll be in charge of tight places so…dusting."
"Can't I just tell the soot spr – (soot sprites, we went there.)
"NO." The three teens told her as the youngest pouted over to them with puffed up cheeks, then to the glossy floor instead, miserable in her timing.
" Ahem. As for Aiden? Ah, vacuum!"
"Not a problem dad, but can I sweep instead? It's already plenty noisy in here."
Dami tossed his head, ignoring the comment.
"Ann, Dishes." Dick honored the request with a bob of his raven skull.
"Domestic labor fit for a teenaged WOMAN." Scoffed the other little gen – Z nightmare. "Come on dad, I need more on my "plate" if you want anything done, ehem. Better." She tossed her words out, all to tick of her cousin. "You guys have a dishwasher, anyway."
"Heh…um, how about….aha!"
Duck snapped his fingers. "Upstairs, we desperately need to mop the bathrooms, scrub the toilets. Won't that be nice for poor Al and the staff?"
"H – how many?" Ann winced at the sound her, obligation.
"Five, not counting the basement." Dick scratched his chin and tried to recollect if there was a hidden laboratory right underneath their feet. So, six…
She gulped, while her father's cartoonish thought bubble was unseen by the rest. That would be unlike B, but not so much for Dami to have a love of necromancy and science, or eternal life.
"Good luck, John – wiper." Sneered Dami back, from under his chin. "You'd better leave that seat clean enough to eat tonight's supper off of."
"Hellion, bast –
"AND LASTLY." Dick got their attention before someone had a horrible "choking" incident. Forbid it if they'd have to call off the holiday for good. "Dami, the rugs need a beating. All…oh dear…"
Dami's eyes widened, a cocky grin on his face "Ha! Is that your, challenge? My job will be much more –
"Ah, you don't want to know the numbers, we can –
"No!" Dami pounded the rug under his shoe, counting that to be the first he'd apologize to with a good smack of the filth from it, out on the lawn... "You'll let me have the honor of beating miss toilet – bowl wiper before –
"Nearly fifty, plus the doormats, and…the large one under us." Dick pointed while Aiden mentally kept score. "That makes…. fifty-five. Tops."
Not including the welcome mat to Dami's secret laboratory.
"Ah…. I can do it! Watch me!" He'd get over his scare. It was just a number; he'd gone to locate more bombs by the pier than silly old rugs in need of a good thwak –
"You forgot your tool." Dami turned back on his heels to see a racket and his shoulders sagged. "Where would you like me to begin…"
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"This task - making is grueling and totally unnecessary, Master Dick." Alfred frowned as he prepped and shoved loose bits of bread into the fattest bird the hero had ever seen. "They need a distraction, so I'm doing B a favor." He just tended to the cloth napkins, still in need of a splendid design that he had to read from an open book on the table to remember.
"If it gets messy, Jason said he'll be here in a few short ones. Dang it…"
"Not with that fold, in a… manner of speaking." The butler redirected with his gloved hands quite coated in wheaten starch. "Your skill in the art of internal décor could use a touch up now and again." Tutted the man. "You haven't been the bachelor you were since, well. How long was it, exactly?"
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"This, so… bites….."
Anna scrubbed as the scouring was almost done. With toilet bowl number…. number one.
" Ang !!"
She tossed the scrubber wand down as a growl resonated from up on the next floor.
"Heel! Your useless piece of tapestry won't outdo me!! Doormat!" He seethed and got a dust cover for his face out of his apron pockets. It was honestly the second funniest thing next to Bunnywing that Ann had ever witnessed. And lived with a man that was part clown!
"I'm going to wallop you sense – cough cough! Heel , I said! No more allergens in my face, got it??"
Dami was finding that country living with a beat off the trodden path…to the grunt of life, was done whilst grunting, while doing. She continued to scrub her last tile before the first bead of sweat had her fired up. No time to waste. He was done for.
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Ami was on the hunt for these supposed Soot – Sprite or dust bunnies she'd failed to get to explain to anyone about.
"Yello?? Little fuzz – balls? I have a request!"
She crossed the carpet and saw not a squeak or a wave.
"If I showed dad –
"Wah –
Aiden was not able to NOT hold a broom as Ami peeked out the door of the hallway path to see him in the main entranceway. The stairwell a great place to make a mess.
He had trouble pacing himself as the thing made parts of hair and light debris scatter. He groaned and tried to go backwards, a question mark floating instantly above Ami's head.
"Do you think I should help my cousins out?" She looked in front of her and tapped an imaginary pane of glas –
~ Wait, don't go off script! It's in the title! You heard me? ~
"Um, ok." Ami…. shrugged and looked at the mess they had started.
"Magic could be the best, but dad said…oh….but did he say to HELP or DO it for them?" She gave a kitsune grin before speaking low under her breath.
"I'm going to fix this game, but my way so no one loses a chance at Uncle Alfie's famous pie and cookies!" She grinned and let her light touch the rafters, the sniff and sneeze of Dami interrupted by a scream of terror and shock, in both directions!
"WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?? AGAIN???" Dami begged as he was made to truly ride a magic carpet and sputtered dust with a whack, his own cattle prod as the thing would not let up. Anna ducked at the shower head as the water rained all over the floor and nearly flooded the hall. "What did you do, Ami??"
Ami looked and saw a bunch of the soot sprites as the scattered, chittered with their round and chubby soot - baby bodies bouncing about the room. "What do you think, you guys? Should super- Ami come to Big bro and Co's rescue?"
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Part two, the soot sprites sass Dami for taking on Ami's magic. And, they all went to bed with empty tummies - no ,no . We'll get into part two. I already have a scenario for a snowball fight in Ava's world during new gen arc. Way to go!
