Dick - 22
Jason - 19
Tim - 16
Damian - 10
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Damian's POV
I woke up feeling like shit. Is there anything else to say? I had a pounding headache, I felt like I could hurl, and I was dizzy.
"Dami! Breakfast," Grayson shouted from downstairs. Groaning, I got out of bed, making my way to the bathroom to empty my stomach and freshen myself up, then walked downstairs.
Dick was at the stove making pancakes, Jason was sitting at the table arguing with Tim; this would be a normal day, but all the screaming made my head hurt worse than it is.
Out of nowhere, the pain got so much worse, I screamed out, "Can all of you damn imbeciles stop fucking screaming?! I have a mother fucking headache!" They all stared at me as I sat down on the far side of the table, massaging my temples.
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Jason's POV
Honestly, I've heard demon spawn get mad at us, but this was an extra step up. Dick seemed to notice Damian's sudden change in behavior, and decided to question him about it.
"Damiam," he began. "I'm FINE, Grayson. You don't need to worry." Dick raised an eyebrow, giving Damian his food. "Well Damian," I questioned. "Aren't you gonna eat?" He quivered, and went pale. "I'm not hungry," he spoke quickly, speed-walking to the bathroom. I looked at Tim, who looked at Dick, who looked at both of us. We knew something was up.
Damian just wasn't confessing to it
Part 2?
