Damian rubbed his chin, "So this is Todd's new friend? He walked around Miguel, inspecting him. 2099 raised a brow, following this new kid as he sized him up.

"Aww, you're friends with Jason?" Jon beamed, "Isn't he super cute?"

"I suppose," the young Robin shrugged.

"What do you mean? He's super adorable! Just look at his pouty face and pretty eyes," superboy hugged the man, "He could be a Wayne kid!"

Miguel smiled, reciprocating the hug.

"At least he's big enough to be durable when it comes to Todd's antics. Speaking of which, where is my pest anyway?"

"Dunno," Jon shrugged, grabbing his friend's hand, "Come on, help me introduce him. We'll probably find Jason along the way."

Damian rolled his eyes, allowing the pull.

"Conner, look at the new baby," Jon pulled his brother's arm.

"Baby?" he turned, looking up, "Oh. Hello there. Aren't you a tall cutie?"

"This is Conner, he's my big little brother," Jon pointed out, "He's supposed to be a teenager, but he's really only like 4."

"Oh?" Miguel nodded slowly. Not the weirdest thing he's even heard today, so there's that.

"Well, hello there," a woman made her way over, "I see you're introducing everyone but me."

"Hi Kara, I haven't even gotten half way through the people. This is Virgil's baby."

"And a cute baby he is," a smile spread across her face as she traced his nose, "So cute. Can you tell me how old you are?"

2099 leaned away from her touch, easily recognizing the seductive look in her eyes, "Uhm…"

"Move," Jason pushed Power Girl away and took his friend's hand, "Come on, I'll show you some cool stuff." He didn't give Mig a chance to reply as he pulled him away.

"If it isn't everyone favorite slut," Static smiled at her sulk.

Kara turned to him in surprised anger, "What did you just call me!?"

"You didn't hear me? Must be all the explosions near your face," he tsked, "I called you a slut. Y'know? Harlot, skank? Someone who eats bananas for the shape and not the flavor."

Kara glared at him unamused, "So you're just an a$$hole now, huh?"

"You're just now noticing that? Next thing you're gonna say is that I'm devilishly handsome. At least then you'll be the perfect trifecta of dumb, deaf and blind."

She walked up on him, glaring as his smile widened and electric waves wafted from his eyes.

"Hey now," Clark pushed her away, "Virgil can we not name call? This is supposed to be a friendly event."

"Well tell her to stay away from my son's Wilson," the younger man shrugged nonchalantly, "She can keep trying to climb your ladder, that's her prerogative. But she needs to stop using her xray vision to be checking my boy and me out, like I don't notice."

Clark gave his cousin a shocked look, as she immediately brought her eyes up to meet his.

"I don't know what he's talking about."

Virgil threw an irritating smile her way, "Impressive, aren't they? And you can't have either," he winked before walking off to continue mingling.

Kara grit her teeth, crossing her arms and glaring at the wall as her cousin pleaded with her to behave.

X

"This is one of Bruce's houses. The main one," Jason pointed everything out to him, "There's a theater room in here and I have to show you my playroom."

"Yeah, that'd be nice. Do you guys have parties often?"

"Bruce has one every once in a while. Are your mom and brother coming?"

"No, mami took GG to see an out of town friend. But she said hello."

"Pity."

Red Hood pushed a set of doors opened, welcoming Miguel to a giant playroom. It had practically everything necessary for hours of play. A dress up area, building area, tents, so much.

"This is real cool," Mig looked in amazement, "I bet Hobie and Miles would really like it."

Jason smiled proudly, "This is just part of it. C'mon, I'll show you my heavier play area."

With that they entered the gym. It was pretty nice. Reassembled the one at the Spider Society a lot.

"It's very nice, I like it," Miguel nodded, "Uhm," he shuffled in place some, "Daddy says there are other…ones like us here."

"Yeah, we'll see some here. You'll see all my siblings and crap too. You already met Damian now. You'll have to meet the others. But that'll be an all night thing," he scoffed at his father's inability to stop collecting children.

Mig shuffled again, glancing about the room, "Well, you wanna play some?"

"Of course!"

X

"Think you miss it yet?" Dick whispered, sipping his shot.

"Sometimes," V shrugged. They had managed to find a relatively quiet part of the gathering to just chill and drink, "Nice to see you and Star are still going strong."

"Yeah, she's a keeper," he nodded, "I can take you, real easily."

Virgil scoffed, "Oh, you're looking for a fight?" His smile turned into a raised eyebrow as Dick smirked, "Fight. Correct."

"Duh," he joked, "But my girlfriend can take your wife any day of the week."

"I have no comment to that, but if a fight you want a fight you will get."

"Fraptious day," Dick finished his drink and led his friend towards the gym, "What are you doing?"

V unbuttoned his shirt as he walked, "You and your family are ruthless when it comes to tearing clothing. And I really like this shirt."

"Valid."

X

Mig smiled, swinging the sword about and holding his feathered hat.

"Do you think you can really defeat the King of the Pirates?" Jason bashed his sword against his friend's.

"Your issue is the belief that I wish to defeat you. I am merely using you to pass time."

"So I am but a toy to you? A monkey to dance about for your entertainment?"

"What understanding you display," Miguel smirked, jumping away from a stab, his ears perking up as he heard thumps and banging coming from the adjacent gym. Seemed as though someone else was playing.

"So this is where you're hiding," Damian glanced about the playroom, "Unsurprising."

"Hi Jason, hi Baby," Jon waved.

"Baby has a name, Kent," Robin rolled his eyes.

"He knows I'm talking to him, he waved back."

Mig smiled at superboy. He was so pleasant.

"Did you ask if he wants to be referred to as 'baby'?"

"He knows what he is," Todd tried to shoo them, "Go on, we're playing."

"Really?" Jon hurried over, "What are you two playing?"

Damian grabbed the bridge of his nose with a sigh, "I'm dealing with two idiots."

"We're playing pirates," Jason proudly waved his sword about, "Right proper swash buccaneers. I was fighting to keep my title as king of the pirates and he is just using me as a play thing!"

"Correct observation," Damian nodded in approval, "You two need to put your toys away. It's going to be time for our meal soon."

"We can play until the meal is actually ready," Jason swung his sword at Miguel.

Damian shook his head, "It's time to put the toys away. You both can play after the meal. I purposely came to get you when the meal is about to be passed. You need to wash your hands."

Todd protested, stamping his feet with a prominent pout.

"You will come back," The teen took his toy from his and his friend's hands, placing them in their proper places.

The group looked to the wall as a loud yell was heard. Damian quickly made his way out of the playroom, registering the shouting to be of his eldest brother. The three watched them go before hearing a shrill shriek. Now Miguel took a quick leave, that was clearly his daddy.

The former assassin held his blade, preparing to impale the figure he saw punching his brother. He hardly raised his knife before being violently pulled backwards into the ground and everything going black.

"Eh?" Dick quickly turned at the thud, only to suddenly have his throat gripped.

"Oh, you're fast," Virgil climbed up from the ground, "Hey, honey, why don't we put my friend down? We're just playing about."

Miguel kept his grip, crimson eyes boring into Dick's aquamarine ones, "You screamed."

"That's because he tickled me," V pet his taller son's back, "I promise he wasn't hurting me. We're goofing about, like you and Jason."

The giant slowly lowered Dick to the ground and released him, gasping for air.

"Aren't you so strong?" Jon laughed, walking to his friend, "Wake up Dami, it's time to eat, not sleep."

Mig gasped, seeing the kid sprawled on the ground, "I'm sorry! I thought he was the strong one!"

"Don't worry about Damian, he's fine," Virgil dismissed, pulling his button up over his tank top, "If there's no blood it's all good."

As 2099 was fretting the young assassin's eyes sprung open. He looked about the room before sitting up and watching Dick rub his throat. Dami glared at Miguel subtly before standing.

"Durable indeed. Come eat. Now," he demanded, turning and walking back to the main banquet room.

"Don't worry, he's usually grumpy," Jason waved a hand, grabbing Miguel and pulling him along, "Come on Dick! Put something in your mouth other than what you're named after."

"Can't even do that when some people are stingy," he rasped, sending a glare his friend's way, only to get a wedding band flashed at him.

"Happily married, Dickie boy," V snorted at his friend's attempt at a joke or flirt. Either way, still not interested.