WAYNE MANOR
12:15 PM LOCAL TIMEDamian wrote in his journal. He didn't actually write in it as much as he knew he should. He got it as a birthday present from Stephanie some years ago.
"You hit puberty, Damian. Use it to get out your feelings."
While her joke was crude to him it was a nice journal. Black leather with a brown tie around it. The papers were lined and the pages were numbered. He was on page fifty-five. He wrote in this journal black ballpoint Bentley Pen.
There was a knock on his door. Ace was playing with a toy on his carpeted floor.
"Come in." He said stopping his writing.
His door opened and Dick walked inside. He stopped writing but made no move to put down his journal or pen. Damian noticed a burn on his left arm.
"What happened to you?" He asked pointing with his pen.
Dick looked down. "I startled Mar'i while she was doing homework, her hair caught on fire and she burned me."
Damian wanted to laugh but he kept his face blank.
"I take it she's not here?"
"No."
"Then why are you here..."
Dick grabbed Aces toy and tossed it on the bed. Ace jumped on Damian's bed and began to growl and play.
"I needed to use the bat-computer. Also, I know we haven't hung out in a while so..."
"I've been busy," Damian shrugged looking down at his writing.
"Do you write in Arabic or English in your journal?"
"It depends on my mood." He informed.
He nodded. Damian shut his journal and looked at him.
"Is there something you want to talk about?"
Dick blinked. "Just wanted to talk."
"Well, you have a daughter for that."
"Hey come on... Mar'is not like you Damian I can't talk to her about things-"
"Like what?"
"I don't know like... superhero stuff. She wouldn't understand that." Dick sat on his bed.
Damian swallowed. "Right."
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Fanfiction"WHO ARE YOU THREE?" "WE'RE THE REBELS AND WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!" • In which Mar'i Grayson, Jon Kent and Damian Wayne start a superhero team of their own. • DC COMICS ORIGINAL STATUS: ON GOING COVER BY: ME