Leo Joins the Bat Brigade

Batmobile Shenanigans

A/n: So, it's a bit shorter and later than I would have liked it to be, but I'm a lazy and impatient soul, so here you go. 

Alfred had gotten Damian to calm down a bit by getting him to play a game of chess with him. (Whoever lost had to make dinner and wash Jason's bathroom, a job that in and of itself was almost impossible.) Things in Wayne manor had calmed down a lot in the last few minutes, that is, until Batman drove the Batmobile into the Batcave, wheels screeching and horn blaring barnyard animal noises. Alfred knew this was going to be bad, so he stopped going easy on Damian and beat him in one move.

"What?!" Damian jumped up in indignation. "How did you do that? You have to show me that move." Damian noticed Batman muttering to himself. "Later." He said as he rushed over to Batman.

Batman went straight to an open toolbox, muttering under his breath. He then returned to the Batmobile and tinkered under the hood for a few minutes before giving up and throwing the wrench to the ground in frustration. Bruce ignored Damian as he ran up to him and started ranting about how he had left him home again.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He stood up and slammed the Batmobile's hood down, making Damian flinch slightly. "Damian, go get your brother Jason. I need him to take a look at the Batmobile." Damian gaped at his father. Father never asked for Jason's help unless it was serious.

"What's wrong father? I'm sure whatever Todd's able to do for you, I would be able to do a hundred times better."

Bruce sighed and walked over to the front door of his car, slamming his hand on the horn. The loud quacking sound that followed was enough to make Damian flinch. "Damian, you are very good at many things, but as for this, I need Jason specifically. So please don't argue with me, and just go tell Jason I need his assistance."

"Very well, father." Damian turned and silently left, coming back dragging Jason behind him, who was tied up with a rope. He was cursing loudly and struggling to untie himself. "He resisted, so I had to take drastic measures." was Damian's only explanation before he flitted back up the stairs.

Bruce sighed as he walked over to Jason who was still cursing like a sailor.

"Geez, Bruce, what have you been feeding that thing?" Jason complained, rubbing his wrists after he had finally freed his hands.

Bruce ignored his endless complaints as he helped untie the restraints on his feet. He beckoned Jason over to the Batmobile and pressed the horn again. This time a loud pig squeal erupted from the vehicle.

Jason stared in amazement for a moment, before bursting into laughter. "Oh gosh," He said, clutching his aching sides. "I needed a good laugh. So what happened B?"

"Teenagers..." Bruce grumbled. This sent Jason into another burst of laughter.

"Okay, okay. What actually happened B?"

"A teenage boy hacked into the security system and did something to it while he took a joyride around Gotham."

This got Jason to finally cease his chuckles. "You're kidding."

"No, I'm afraid not Jason."

Jason stared at Bruce for a moment before breaking into a blinding grin. "Man, I've never respected someone this much in my entire life. I've got to meet this kid."

Bruce will forever deny the offended face he made at that comment. Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Jason, could you please just take a look at it? I'm kind of in a hurry."

"Ah, heck no. I love it too much. Whoever did this to you is a freaking genius." he cackled, missing the small smile Bruce made as he left the cave. If this misfortune was able to make his son even the smallest bit happier, Bruce wouldn't deny him that.