Night-Shots (Oneshots)

Sea, You, Me and Us - Jaydick.

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Side Note: Batfamily as Pirates who hunt inhuman and evil pirates. Bringing them to justice for their crimes. Only going after the worse of the worse. Going on the theory of "to hunt one's enemy, one must become like them" hence they're pirates too. 

"You're ship is nice enough for me to want it" Bruce commented as he glanced around the main deck, uncaring over being forced to his knees and surrounded by dangerous pirates. 

Dick just let his head drop forehead and hang. Accepting his fate and awaiting his death, regretting the fact that he agreed to let his father do the talking with the pirates. The very same pirates that just captured them. He knew his father was overly protective but Dick should have been smart enough to remember how bad his father was act nice and peaceful talk. 

He just hoped that the pirates at least showed some mercy and killed his younger siblings quickly and painlessly. They didn't deserve to suffer while standing so young. 

"You want my ship?" The captain repeated, rather gobsmacked that a currently captured and out numbered, man had just confessed that to his family. Acting as if he'd be free to just take it soon enough. 

"He does understand that he's been captured .. right?" A redhead asked, looking rather unsure and starting to wonder if he's missed something and the crew was being taken over instead of them gaining new prisoners. 

"Oi, you. Is the old man a bit .. been knocked in the head a few too many times in his years?" The Captain asked as he stood before Dick, twirling a finger beside his head as he tried to work out if the oldest male was a little mad. 

"If only that was true. He's just sociably impaired" Dick sighed, looking so done and wishing he could just call his father as insane and have that fix all his problems. 

"Heh, bit like you, J-OW! That hurt" The redhead started to joke with a stupid grin before yelping out in pain as his captain smacked his arm. 

"I'm more sociable than you seem to think otherwise I'd have failed as a captain long ago" The captain scoffed as he glared towards his quartermaster. 

"What B had meant was that he liked your ship enough to want once in his collection. Well, mental collection. He draws. Gathering a few sketches of ships he likes" Dick calmly corrects his father wrongly used words and explain that he was trying his best to give out a compliment in his own way. 

"He's a collector?" The captain asked a bit surprised, looking Bruce over and not seeing him as a mere artist at all. But he knew better than to judge a man by looks alone. He personally liked to read. 

"With his drawings, yes. He's just never very good at talking over his hobby with others. Bit of a loner I'm afraid. He means no real harm. He just wishes to draw your ship and add it to his collection of ship sketches" Dick smiles kindly as he looks between the captain and his quartermaster. Trying to keep the air friendly and show they weren't a threat in anyway to them. 

"What I do in my own time has nothing to do with those who don't live with me. I don't see why I have to hold a conversation over my hobby when it's MY hobby and not others" Bruce argued back like a grumpy child, glaring towards his oldest who merely grins.