What is a Batman? ✓

Chapter Five

I'm sorry for taking so long to update. Anyhow here is the chapter. This chapter is all about Jason and Bruce....
Please excuse the language....it's just Jason being Jason.....

Jason's POV

Dick and I returned to the Batcave as soon as we finished patrol. According to Dick we needed to get this new found information to the replacement and Alfred. I parked my bike and got off of it. I walked over to the Batmobile and waited while Dick stepped out. I removed my helmet as Dick removed his cowl. "So.....where's the replacement?" I asked Dick. Dick looked over to the chair in front of the Batcomputer and realized that Tim wasn't sitting there. "Do you have to call him that? He's most likely up at the Manor. Let's get changed and then we can go find him."

I unzipped my jacket and started to remove the rest of my suit, "What does it matter to you what I call him Goldie?"

Dick sighed as he removed his utility belt, "He is your brother..."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "So what?" Dick ignored me as he finished changing out of his suit. I hanged up my guns and headed to the stairs. Dick followed me and we both walked out of the Batcave. When we arrived in the Manor study we could hear yelling coming from the kitchen. I looked at Dick, "Is that the replacement? Why the hell is he screaming his head off?

"Your guess would be as good as mine Jay Bird...." Dick replied already walking out of the study. I followed him and frowned wondering who in the world would make Tim lash out like that. We followed the screaming until we reached the dining room. Suddenly the yelling stopped. "Hey, the high-pitched screaming stopped. Who do you think Tim was yelling at?" I asked.

"I guess we'll find out. Be ready for anything Jay." Dick replied tightening his hands into fists. I pulled a knife from inside of my jacket and gripped it. Dick nodded and opened the door. We both walked into the kitchen and were shocked at the scene in front of us. Tim and Bruce were in a tight embrace with each other. We both stayed silent not knowing what to say and not wanting to ruin the moment. Tim and Bruce stepped away from each other and talked about remembering events of the past. And all that other sappy shit. After they finished their conversation Dick and I made eye contact. His hands relaxed and I pocketed the knife. I looked at the scene in front of me and decided to make our presence known. I coughed in a loud and obnoxious way. It clearly worked because both Tim and Bruce looked at Dick and I. Tim flushed embarrassed, "How long have you two been here?"

"Long enough to hear you two have a sappy heart to heart....." I said gagging.

"That doesn't matter. We found something out while on patrol." Dick said

Tim's eyebrows raised, "Really? What is it?" Dick looked at Bruce for a few seconds before speaking, "Tim, let's talk in another room." Tim nodded, but I frowned glancing at Bruce. "What about the old man?" I ask gesturing to him.

Dick goes silent for a bit and a smirk appears on his face. I internally groan, whatever he was planning I know for sure I'm not going to like it. "You can watch him Jay bird while I fill Timmy in on all the info..."

"I don't need anyone to watch me Dick," Bruce said frowning.

I instantly spoke right after, "Yeah, he doesn't need me to watch him. So, why do I have to do it?"

Dick ignored Bruce and answered me, "Because, I'd rather tell the entire story to Tim without you making a comment about everything and anything."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "I don't do that. I only comment when someone says something stupid. And most things people say are pretty stupid.

Dick gives me a look and I sigh, "Fine. I'll do it. I'm not happy about it, but I'll do it." Dick smiled triumphantly. Bruce frowned, "Do I not get a say in this matter?"