Raising Robins

A New Babysitter

A/N: Your DM's all seem to like little Damian, so I intend to keep him in pull-ups at night for only a little longer! It started as my earliest request anyways.

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That night at dinner, the boys were mostly well behaved. They knew that their father wanted... alone time, probably, but to their surprise, Selina Kyle was over to go on Patrol with their father. The Cat and the Bat.

She was surprised and displeased to find that Bruce spanked the boys- especially Dick, who was legal age. 

"Actually," Jason began, stirring trouble. "Sometimes he uses a paddle."

"Or a belt." Damian said, through a mouth full of lemon-cilantro rice. "Only if you're above eighteen."

"My, how... interesting."

"Why are you here, anyways? Aren't you, like, a criminal?"

"Damian Thomas!" Bruce's tone raised. He lowered his voice. "Go to your room or I will discipline you here."

Damian pushed himself away from the table. An hour later, the boys were informed that they were to go straight to bed and they could take the midnight to sunrise shift: their favorite. Dick, Jason, and Tim were laughing as they ran up the stairs.

"D!" Jason laughed. "Selina's watching us while Dad and Alfred are attending a funeral in London!"

"What? Father is leaving?!" Damian asked, heartbroken. He was lifted, however, by the fact that they had NO threat of spankings for a week.

"ANNNNNND, if we're really lucky, Selina won't tell anyone about what we get up to, so there are no repercussions!"

"THREE DAY WEEKEND BECUASE OF AMERICA'S DEAD PRESIDENTS!" Tim shouted in delight.

Damian was pumped now, but still distracted. "When does Father leave?" Damian asked.

"Midnight. Selina's driving him and Alfred to the airport!"

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That night, at 2am, Damian had his first dry night, as he was awake and fighting on patrol. He was sad, however, that his father was leaving with Alfred.

Selina took the boys bowling and then bought them junk food out at a burger restaurant. As expected, no spankings, and no reason, either! They all behaved and it turned out that Damian, now vegetarian, REALLY liked curly fries.

Selina made the correct milk: syrup ratio of chocolate milk. Finally, she asked Damian to put on a pull-up and he flustered and blushed BRIGHT red.

"Actually, Father deemed that I no longer need them."

Selina nodded. "I'll make you a deal. I will let you off the hook if your sheets stay dry. BUT you can't just stay awake all night. You need sleep.

Alfred had already changed the boys' sheets, so everyone had clean sheets and Damian intended to keep it that way. It did NOT stay that way, however, as Damian fell asleep and ended up soaking his sheets. He woke up in a panic and ran in his briefs, down the hall to Dick's room.

"Grayson!" He harshly whispered. "Grayson! I need new sheets!"

Dick woke up. He got up and tiredly lifted Damian's shirt to see that he was, indeed, wet.

"Yeah, yeah, okay, Little D." Dick said, rubbing his eyes. He pulled away the covers, rinsed them under the bathtub faucet and threw them in the hamper. Dick helped Damian change into a fresh pull-up and carried him to the laundry room, where he put the last of Damian's sheets on the bed before laying down next to Damian in the youngest's bed.