The Family of Bats (DRABBLES)

Frying Pan

Damian smirked as he looked at the flying pan.

"You were quite effective. I shall keep you with me for now on." Damian smirked.

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Robin got out of his restraints that Poison Ivy was keeping him and Grayson in.

Neither of them had their boots, gloves, or utility belts. 

Damian got free and ran at Ivy.

He of course flipped through several vines trying to attack him.

However when he got to Poison Ivy, he had no weapons. 

None but one.

BAM!

Damian smirked as Poison Ivy went down.

"WHERE DID YOU PULL A FRYING PAN FROM?" Grayson screamed.

"WHERE DO YOU EVEN PUT IT?!" Grayson asked, bewildered. 

Damian undid Grayson's bounds, "It worked, didn't it?"

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The Young Justice members were on a mission.

Of course, Grayson wanted Damian to go with to start getting some team experience.

And them being the Young Justice team, they messed up, leading them to get captured.

Damian jumped down into the warehouse.

He pulled out his trusted frying pan and hit the main villain into unconsciousness with one hit.

"I don't get paid enough for this shit." Damian grumbled.

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Joker and Harley were terrorizing Gotham.

Damian was the only one in the Bat-family that avoided being captured.

He saw his targets and the villains in the same room together.

Damian ran into the room screaming, holding his frying pan tightly.

"Woah! Poison Ivy was right, Puddin'!" Harley yelled with wide eyes.

Damian hit her unconscious first.

He then went after the Joker.

Joker evaded his kicks, but finally Damian had a clear shot.

He slammed the frying pan against the Joker's head.

The handle was still in Damian's hand, but the pan was by the Joker's head, on the ground.

"That was my favorite frying pan! You guys owe me a new one!" Damian yelled at Batman.

"I don't believe it. You weren't making a joke, Dick!" Jason gasped.

Bruce smirked, "Kid, I will get you ten thousand frying pans if you want."

"I only need two, Father. One for me and one for Grayson. That WAS his frying pan after all." Damian smirked.

Everyone was quiet. 

"When did you take my frying pan?" Richard asked.