The Family of Bats (DRABBLES)

Sleep Deprived

Richard yawned for yet the umpteenth time that morning.

"Tired?" Bruce asked, taking a sip of coffee.

"I haven't slept in days." Dick muttered.

Jason laughed at that.

"I'm so tired. I think I might be hallucinating." Richard said.

"And why would you say that, Grayson?" Damian asked.

"Pretty sure that pink elephants should NOT be dancing on Bruce's head." Dick pointed out.

"Or the blue cat eating the waffles." Richard yawned yet again.

"You need to sleep." Bruce said.

"Can't. I need to get back to Bludhaven and get to my job." Richard said.

"You need sleep." Bruce repeated, picking up his cellphone.

He dialed a number.

"Yes, hello. I'm calling on behalf of my son, Officer Richard Grayson. He's not coming into work today. He's feeling quite under the weather." Bruce said.

The person on the other end of the phone said something which Bruce approved of.

"Yes. Thank you. Bye." Bruce hung up.

"You need sleep." Bruce said, picking Dick up.

"Bye-bye purple monkeys on Damian's head! Bye-bye orange pandas on Alfred's shoulders. And bye-bye to you, green lemur on Jason's lap!" Richard waved as he smiled.

Yep. A good few hours should help with this...situation.