Chapter twelve

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Pov y/n

You woke up around 10am in the morning getting your full 12 hours of sleep. You walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Alfred was cleaning.

"Good morning Mistress y/n." Alfred said with a depressing smile.

"What's wrong Alfred?" You ask rubbing your eyes and yawning.

"Not to be rude Mistress Y/n, but please look around you." Alfred said. You looked around at everything, realizing why Alfred had a depressing smile.

Flour, eggs, paper, honey, salt, coffee, hammers, crowbars, blood and a few other things were on the walls and floors.

"What the...." You started to say before you see a angry Dick and Tim come running down the stairs throwing water balloons at Damian and Jason that were following him.

"YOU WILL PAY! NOW TODD!" Damian yelled while pointing at Dick. Jason had a machine gun over his shoulders filled with what it looked like whip cream or shaving cream. He pressed the trigger and it flew everywhere.

You noticed something different about everyone. Damian's hair was pink, Dicks hand and face was blue, Tim had on make up and Jason had a bald spot in the front of his head. Jason and Damian were in camouflage uniforms and black paint sneered under their eyes and bandages wrapped around there heads and hands. Dick and Tim had on all black clothing with black bandages around there head and arms and legs.

You stand in front of Alfred protecting him as best as you could from the blast of whip/shaving cream mixture. You got hit and covered in it all, looking at the mess that they just got on you, you look at Alfred. He had worry all on his face.

"I'm all out Damian! Time for re-load and Fire!" Jason said while giving Damian a paint gun and started firing it at Tim and Dick who were frantically dodging them while doing flips and such. Then hid behind the couch and got some dry paint granaries ready.

'This is going to go everywhere.' You thought in your head before holding your breath and making Alfred go on the floor so you could do a bridge over him protecting him from the colorful blast.

Blue and a orange red filled the room like smoke. You stood up and looked for Alfred he was still clean sorta and as for you.. You basically blended in. You could put see nothing no matter how good your vision was.

All your heard was cracking and falling and shooting. Of course you got shot a lot by green and dark red paint balls that honestly looked like blood. Then it happened. They got your arm, your fractured arm the impact of paint balls hurt on healthy skin so image what it felt like on weak skin and a fractured bone. You helplessly make your way up the stairs which was hard to do taken that you could barely see your own hand in front of you. 

You make it up the stairs breaking out of the color thick fog. You made your way to your room trailing orange, blue, red and green paint every time you make a footstep. You wash off some of the whip/shaving cream and paint off your face and look at your arm. It was a big swell of where the paint ball hit. You were scared to unravel it so you just left it on to stare at it.

"I need to call b/f/n," you quietly whisper to yourself. You walk into your room to see Dick staring at you covered in more of everything then you.

"Does purple come off on black?" He asked with a small smile. You laughed at his question and went back to your bathroom to clean your hands and to get Dick a rag.

"Thanks y/n." He says while sipping off his face completely showing his blue eyes.

"So what was that all about." You say while pointing at him and you. He chuckled slightly before explaining.

"Earlier this morning Little D and Tim were arguing about a video game.. So it came to be this big war." He said quietly to himself before shaking his head.

"So it wasn't a dream..." You say before placing a towel on the floor. You sit on it and motion Dick to sit on it too. He got the message and sat next to you turning on the tv. A few minutes of watching the news and changing in between channels you decided what your new subject would be.

"What do you think about NightWing?" You asked while turning down the news. Dick had a blank face that was tense until you strike him with a 'you okay' look and he loosened up.

"He's cool. Has a nice butt." He said while pointing his finger.

"And nice hair. With a nice smile and everything. He seems nice and he saved you." He continued while tallying his fingers.

"I need to say thank you to him." You say while looking out your window. It was around noon and day light was still out.

"Well as you wait for you NightWing prince to come... Wanna watch a movie?" He ask before picking up the remote with his colored hands and turned to HBO. You run and attack him like a lunatic.

"Why would you touch the remote Richie with your foul evil dirty hands!" You yell almost smacking him in the face. Instead he took the chance and collided his lips with yours. You pinned him down shocked of what he did but soon loosened up and kissed him back. It was a solid run for around a second before Damian opened up the door.

"Grayson, Father told me to apologize...." He started to say before starring at you. You quickly get off of him and thought about jumping out he window but you decided to roll under your bed, as a reflex.

"I'm going to act like I didn't see that." Damian said before walking out the door with a blank face.

"Okay then..." Dick said with a flustered face, as he stood up. You start giggling, which turned into hard laughing. You roll back from under your bed and onto Dicks feet. He helps you up and you looked at your room. Paint and whip/shaving cream was a trail under your bed and a blob of it was where you pinned Dick down.

"Look what you did!" You said in a sarcastic tone and pointing at the mess you did.

"Oh really I did that?" He asked while hugging you and making more paint and whip/shaving cream over the floor.

"YA NASTY!" You playfully screamed while trying to get out of his grip.

"You should really take a shower y/n. You look like shaving cream and whip cream dipped in a said four color rainbow." Dick said while letting you go.

"Like wise!" You say pushing him out your door, you kissed him on the cheek and shut the door in his face. You walk to the shower and just stand there with your bandage off examining your bruise. You press it slightly and let out a wince of pain.

After a good 15 minutes of showering and 5 minutes of cleaning Dick came and got some popcorn before beginning the movie.

"The little mermaid!" You said happily while pointing at the screen.

"A classic." Dick said before pressing the button and letting the movie play. After eating all the popcorn you fall asleep on Dick's shoulders.

Pov Dick
It was in the middle of the movie when y/n fell asleep on my shoulder. I placed my arm around and held her close. The little mermaid ended and Beauty and the Beast came on, then Aladdin... Let's just say I watched a lot of Disney movies.

In the end of Snow White, Bruce came in and told me to follow him. Before I did I placed y/n in her bed.

"Patrol tonight." Bruce said in a sharp tone went down the steps to the Batcave.

"But what about Pocahontas?! CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOR OF THE WIND!" I yelled quietly while walking on my suit and dressing up.

"You can do that later.. Honestly Dick you need something other to do than watch Disney movies." Bruce said while throwing me my two metal staffs.

"Don't hate Bruce... Don't hate." I say before riding out of the Batcave.

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