"It won't be that bad, Damian." Dick would tell Damian, the brothers would be sparing with each other, Damian would charge at Dick, rolling over, avoiding his flying kick. Damian would launch his foot into Dick's back, making him stumble forward, Dick would quickly roll forward before he completely fell, turning around as he caught his balance.
"You're right Grayson, it won't be bad, it'll be horrendous." Damian would start swinging his fists at Dick, trying to aim for his face, but Dick would be blocking all his strikes, sweep-kicking Damian to trip him, but Damian would do a back-hand spring, his foot slamming into Dick's jaw, making him fall over.
"C' mon, don't you think you're overreacting a bit, it's just school." Dick would roll backward, avoiding Damian who attempted to hop on him. As Dick got back on his feet, he'd charge at Damian, tackling him by the waist and forcing him into the mat. "You'll be going with Tim you know that right?"
"That's even worse." Damian would start smashing his fist into Dick's cheek, trying to push him off, but Dick would be doing the same thing as he was on top of Damian, both simultaneously punched each other. Damian would then spit blood into Dick's face. Dick disgusted would try to wipe it out with his hand, giving Damian enough time to completely push Dick off of him. Damian would then side-roll, getting back up slowly as he wiped the blood dripping from his lip.
"Look, I know it's hard, but you'll get used to it dude, trust me. And by the way, that was gross." Dick would then get up, "Alright, that's enough." Both Dick and Damian would be sweaty, bruised, and bloodied. They've been sparing for an hour and a half now.
"They're just going to tell me things I already know, I'm far superior and intelligent than all the students and the teachers over there. I've already had the best teachers anyways." Damian would tell Dick, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Look-" Damian and Dick would've been interrupted by Alfred, coming inside the room with water, "I have taken the liberty to prepare refreshments for the two of you," Alfred said in his normally stoic manner. "Also, Master Bruce has requested your presence Master Dick, and Master Bruce has requested that you head to your room to sleep, Master Damian"
"Since when did I need a silly 'bedtime'," Damian asked Alfred, arching an eyebrow. Alfred would then reply. "Master Bruce believed it'll be good for you since you'll be attending your first day at Gotham Academy, and you'll have the wake up at the exact time of 5:30. He also wanted me to tell you that if you don't meet his request, he'll 'Take away Robin from you.'" Alfred quoted.
"Hmph, I'll obey Father's request then." Damian would sigh, crossing his arms and looking down. "Look, you head to bed, we'll talk after you come back from school, alright?" Dick stated, trying to comfort Damian hidden anger, but Damian would then walk out the room, heading towards the direction of his bedroom.
Damian, obviously frustrated and angry, took a shower, already having his bathroom in his room. "This isn't worth my time!" Damian would be washing his hair with only the best shampoo and conditioner, thinking to himself personally. Finishing up, Damian would turn off the shower, grabbing two towels, one to dry his skin as he wrapped it around himself, and one to dry his hair.
Damian would put on his boxer briefs, it's pretty much the only thing he sleeps in like most males. Hopping on his bed, he'd stare at the roof. "Tomorrow is going to be a horrendous day, whatever, I'll try to endure it for as long as I can, let's just get this over with." Damian would fall asleep, tomorrow morning being officially his first day at school, at Gotham Academy.
