Dick Grayson Oneshots

Cooking with the bros (Batbros)

It was a warm afternoon.

The flowers are blooming and the leaves were vivid green.

Dick and his brothers were in the kitchen trying to make apple pie.

Let's go see their process.

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"Tim, grab me the actual apples-"

Tim and Damian were struggling with the ingredients while Jason and Dick were working together flawlessly.

Tim grabbed the plate of apples and suddenly tripped over the bag of flour that was on the ground.

He fell on his shoulder and dropped the apple, groaning in pain.

"WHO LEFT THE FLOUR THERE?!"

Dick immediately dropped whatever he was doing and ran to Tim, holding him up.

"You okay, Timbo?"

Tim nodded his head and touched his shoulder with his free hand, earning an 'ouch' from himself.

Dick pulled up Tim's sleeve and checked the damage. There was a small cut on his shoulder and a small amount of blood flowing down.

Dick sighed.

"Jason, you take over, for now, I'll go treat Tim."

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"I'm about to die from the pain, what the f*ck."

"Language, the whole manor is not soundproof."

Dick started to disinfect the wound before wrapping a bandage around it.

"Now, don't use too much pressure on your arm before it heals."

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They were back in the kitchen. The whole place was just pure white with holes showing the cleaned spots.

"Now what happened here?"

Jason and Damian stopped cleaning and stood in front of Dick, both covered in flour.

Damian pointed at Jason.

"He kept on bossing me around and throwing flour at me."

Jason looked at the youngest with pure venom before defending himself.

"He didn't do what I asked."

Dick sighed.

He walked up to the sink and grabbed a clean cloth, soaking it in water and drying it up with small amounts of moisture.

He walked back to the dirty duo and knelt at Damian's level and started wiping the flour off Damian's face. It was clear that he was holding back a tear.

"Come on, go take a shower, I'll finish off."

Damian nodded and walked away.

The ebony stood up, glaring at Jason.

"What did you tell Damian to do?"

Dick walked to the sink and cleaned the cloth, dried it, and started to wipe the counters.

"Well, I told the Demon to get me the apples and flour, eggs and the sugar..."

"Shut."

Jason immediately shut up while Dick sighed.

"I'll finish this up, go and take bath or something, don't make me spray you."

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It had been at least an hour after the incident.

Dick cleaned the counters, floors, and walls, and even finished off the half-destroyed pie by making a few mini-pies for Damian and Tim.

All he had to do was wait for the oven to stop.

He scrolled through his social media while looking up a few times per minute until he heard a loud crash.

"TIM, NO STRANGLING DAMIAN! JASON, STOP YOUR BROTHERS!"

After he said that, it instantly became quiet. Dick smiled before a 'ding' was heard.

He opened the oven and used the bracket to pull out the pies.

He placed it on the counter with a bracket below to ensure that the counter won't break.

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He watched a few videos of his brothers in action on youtube because someone was daring enough to record these epic clips of his brothers in action.

To be honest, he was proud of his brothers in action, not so much about it at home though...

NAH JUST KIDDING, HE LOVED THEM TOO MUCH TO HATE THEM.

Okay, I'm gonna go back into the plot.

He closed his phone and shoved it into his pocket before walking to the pies.

They were finally cool and one of them is missing.

"Bruce, can you not steal Damian's pies for once?"

The ebony sighed as an older figure rose from below the counter.

"Chaugh mhe again... Dhammhit Ih whas sho clhosh."

Bruce chewed the pie and swallowed it as he place his hand behind his head and walked out the room.

"I guess that's okay. JASON, TIM, DAMIAN, THE PIES ARE DONE!"

Not even a minute later, the batbros were in the kitchen, sitting down on the floor as Dick handed them their pies, but Damian with one short.

"Why does Tim get an extra pie?"

Dick chuckled a bit.

"Sorry Damian, Bruce stole one of your pies. I'll take you out on patrol today, how about that."

He swore that he saw Damian's eyes sparkle as bright as the sun for a split second before it got dark again.

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It's a nice night saying that you get to fight crime with a brother that was waiting for this moment.

Damian was doing his best at kicking some low-lives' butts, but Dick was working in the shadows to knock out the gunners.

Feeling proud of his brother, he quickly bouched off the walls, boosting his way up to the roof.

Damian quickly joined him, and he started yelling in a soft tone.

"GRAYSON, DID YOU SEE ME? I KICKED THOSE LOW-LIVES' A**ES!"

Dick smiled, knowing that his brother is happy.

"Yeah, I saw you, you did great!"

Damian couldn't hold back his smile.

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Overall, their brotherly bond got stronger.

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Sorry if this is short, I don't even know what words I should add-