Damian Wayne Oneshots

Halloween Baking Dilemma with Damian Wayne! PT 2

Yet again, a trio resonates in a kitchen- something that can never be their natural habitat. The leaves outside the dim window fall in a season like this.

The kitchen they're using this time, is not Connors, seeing as the blond was busy on this fine afternoon.

All was well, except it had to be a trio for the sake of Damian. He didn't want just him and Nika alone, because social anxiety (sexual tension) and what not.

This worked well, because if he invited Respawn to help them, they could allbeg Rose to use her kitchen for this VERY neccesary thing.

Pumpkin pie!

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"So, you 3 brats want my very neat and pristine kitchen to..?" Rose leaned against the counter, staring them down.

She was dressed in boots, a scarf and a winter jacket. The October weather could be harsh. Taking that to mind, Damian concluded Rose was going out. Therefore this would be easier.

"Bake. I swear I'll replenish everything we use. Please?" And that, was the first time they heard Damian beg.

Respawn was star strucked. Damian Wayne, beg? Was the world ending or was he dying? Damian had a sore throat last month, could this be throat cancer- 

Is Damian nearing the end of his life? Oh no, he didn't actually mean it all those times he'd begged for Damian to get killed.

Meanwhile, Nika was stroking his feline enemy on the floor. 

That ferocious beast...

"Wait- Replenish-" Rose paused, not expecting that at all. "Say no more!" She shrugged and moved out the way, but with one final say.

Rose then playfully tugged on the strands of Respawns silky white hair, he winced, snapped out of his mourning thoughts.

"One condition, brats. You do not  fuck with the cat- not literaly I mean. If I see powdered paw prints and blood-"

"You won't." Respawn reassured quickly, as quick as Rose let go. 

They watched her figure reach for her keys and walk out the front door.

"Blood? Do you straight up wrestle this cutie?" Nika questioned, stiffling full blown laughter whilst scratching Fonzies ear.

"That is not a cutie, that's Satan. On Halloween night he'll show you all-"

Respawn then abruptly paused as he noticed how Damian looked at him witheringly. 

 "What???" The white haired boy demanded.

"Nothing, let's just make the pie." Damian threw his arms up dramatically.

At times like that it was the melodramatic Al Ghul blood flowing through his veins like horse power.

Nika perked up and scrambled to her feet.

"Guys, I also bought an egg timer, but it's not an egg! It's Keroppi!" Nika got out a green looking frog with pale pink cheeks from her inventory.

"-The Sanrio frog?" Respawn questioned, and Great Gaia, day by day he sounded more educated.

"-The fuck is that?" Damian blurted out.

Nika sighed. "Well anyways, we won't burn our pumpkin pie!"

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"Oh no..." Nika whispered quietly as soon as the cat landed on the table, inching towards the flour. "C'mon.....leave, plesse?"