Hanging with Sorrow

Chapter 5

     They walked, arm in arm, to the common room. Unfortunately, everybody was already there. They both blushed, but surprisingly did not let go of each other. Dick walked up to them with a goofy smile on his face.

     "Ladies and gentlemen, the couple of the night!" Dick took out his phone and snapped a quick photo of the two. Raven looked like she was about to laugh, and Damian was glowering at Dick.

"Ah, you two are adorable."

     Damian pulled out a pocketknife from the inside of his coat pocket. "Stuff it Grayson, or I will end you." Now, most criminals would giggle at the sight of a teenager who was on the shorter side threatening them with a pocketknife. The smarter ones? Well, after learning that this short teenager could wield a knife, they would turn and run, and never look back. Although, the smartest option would just be surrendering; not many criminals did that though, because they weren't very smart. Which is probably why they're criminals.

     Laughing, Dick made him put the knife back in his room. Because seriously, they were going to a ball. What could go wrong?

...

As soon as they got out of the car that took them to Wayne manor, Damian once again offered Raven his arm.

"Such a gentleman," she said in a teasing voice, smiling at her date. She was so happy. Her brain hadn't even fully processed that she had been asked out, as a date, she was so shocked that it happened. Damian Wayne actually liked her. And she liked him back. And they were going as dates to a charity ball.

They walked through the gigantic doors into the mansion. Inside, the whole team looked around the mansion in wonder. (Except Dick and Damian. They just watched their team marvel at their home with smirks on their faces.)

"Dios míos," Jaime's eyes were as big as saucers. "This room alone could fit five of my family's apartment!"

"I trust that you have all been informed that you are to stay the night here, and to bring a bag? If not, please let me know so I can bring some necessities to your room." The titans turned to see an old man with a straight posture and an English accent greeting them.

"Alfred!" Dick exclaimed, hugging him tightly.

"Oh my, Master Dick, you are wrinkling your suit!" Alfred pulled himself out of the embrace, and smoothed down his own suit. He turned and spotted Damian. "Hello there, Master Damian. I see you've found a date for the night?"

"Pennyworth. I see you're not dead yet." Alfred went over and hugged him, and surprisingly, Damian hugged back. And that's when Jason Todd came.
  
  "DICKIE BIRD!" Jason went over and slapped Dick on the back. Dick grinned.

"Hey Deadpool," Dick had recently watched Deadpool and loved it. So he started calling Jason Deadpool because seriously, they're basically the same person.

"Todd." Damian said this in an acknowledging tone. He and Jason didn't exactly get along too well. Jason was an idiot and Damian was... Damian.

"Hey there Demon Spawn. Who's this?" Jason ridiculously wiggled his eyebrows at Raven. He wasn't really interested in her; he just wanted to see Demon Spawn squirm.

Stiffly, Damian responded, " She's my date, dumbass."

Pretending to look shocked, Jason said, "WOOOOAH THERE! DEMON SPAWN HAS A GIIIIIRRL FRIEEEND!" Damian cringed at every exaggerated vowel.

Damian practically hissed back at Jason, "Yes, Jason, I know it's hard for your pea-like brain to comprehend anything. Now shut up."

As Jason was trying to come up with a comeback, Bruce walked over to the large group. Dick went and hugged him, and Bruce hugged back. Bruce had an upset look on his face.