Ah... Damian does care <3
Dick is legal guardian Bruce is dead :'(
Don't own that text thing, just thought it was cute...
Part 1 of 3 or 4 or 5 I think... this is the first five days before Christmas :D
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Normally, Dick loved Christmas. Christmas was a time a brightness and fun, joy and friendship, love and peace. Of course, none of his past Christmas's all his life had turned out like that, but wherever he was stopping crime or doing a trapeze performance, there was always that feeling around. Even when he was fighting Joker, it was a feeling of joy. Dick had no idea why.
His first Christmas without his parents, he had Bruce. Bruce was there for him, and Dick was there for him. It was by far the best Christmas he had, and he knew that because Bruce had opened up, just for him.
But now, Dick was the parent. And he would have to make his brothers and sister Christmas the best possible. Of course it would be hard with the recent death of Bruce Wayne... but Dick would make it work! He always did...
But, of course, complications were that it was Damian's first Christmas, and he'd never heard of Santa.
So this is where Dick's problems start.
With Stephanie...
They always started with Stephanie...
/\/\December 20, 10:10 P.M, Batcave/\/\
Stephanie skipped along in the Batcave, happily waving up to Cass, "Hey Cassie!"
"Hello Steph." Cass responded curtly, placing her mask on her face and walking to her mode of transportation, her Black Bat cape fluttering softly as she wandered, "Hey, Dick? Are we going in the Batmobile?"
"Where else?" Dick asked, winking at his sister, then turning to his brothers, who were currently goofing off by the Batcomputer, "Jace, get that cigarette out now."
"Blah blah. I don't want to Dick!" Jason said, puffing.
"OUT. NOW. Little slave." Dick breathed under his breath.
"You did not just..." Jason said, pretending to be offended.
"Um.. yes, I did. Tim you're in charge. Cass and I will be back morning come." Dick ordered, "Jason, your only job is to make sure Tim sleeps and to not smoke. Tim your jobs are to make sure you get at least 5 hours of sleep, Jason doesn't smoke and Damian eats at least 5 pieces of broccoli. And he doesn't get his katana out. Damian, your job is to keep both your brothers in line, not to use any of your weapons on anybody, and to email Barbara the latest updates, and also tell her that I hope she has a lovely vacation and to not work herself to hard. Do that for me, will you?"
"tt.... only because you asked nicely Grayson." Damian grumbled, turning back to the computer, "But why is it I that has to keep our brothers in line? Why not.... Drake?"
"Yeah?" Tim asked, leaning against Damian chair, "I'm in charge... yet Damian has to keep us 'in line'? What does that mean?"
"Um... it just means that Damian is supposed to keep you two from using anything you aren't supposed to." Dick said, scratching the back of his head, "Anyway, Cassie and I are gonna go. Ready C?"
Cass nodded then casually hopped onto the roof of the car to flip into her seat, with style of course, because she's Cass.
"What about me Dick?" Stephanie asked, walking up to Dick as he pulled the cowl over his eyes and started to jump through the roof of the cool sophisticated car.
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Robins!
FanfictionOne-shot book about the four main Robins. Featuring Dick Grayson as Nightwing, Jason Todd as Red Hood, Tim Drake as Red Robin, and Damian Wayne as Robin. This book follows their misadventures and their brotherly bond together. Some one-shots take...