LibbyM098
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Nightwing let out a sigh as Ivy started to walk away.
He then decided he would turn around to see his youngest brother having drawn his sword and ready to fight whatever may it be.
Dick grinned as he walked over to the Robin.
"You look like you've grown a bit, Robin"
Grayson's hair gently brushed against his jawline and neck, as the cool breeze echoed the sounds of sirens heading towards them.
Typical of Gotham's police department to only just be responding to the call out now.
Dick smiled down at his little brother. He knew he had to get the group of drunkards to grownd level, but it had been months since he had seen Damien. He really just wanted to hug the kid, but while he was holding that sword on his hands, Dick was going to keep at least fix feet between them.
Damien loved to spar with him and he also liked to attack without warning.
Dick remember when the boy was younger and Tim had been trying to do nothing but simply make a bowl of cerial.
Needless to say half an hour later Dick and Bruce where having to forcefully separate the two boys so they wouldn't kill each other.
Bruce had to take Tim away for a few hours to cool off and Dick had simply taken Damien out for icecream and had a good talk with him.
It had turned out Damien had gotten himself into the cerial cabinet and it was before Tim had consumed any caffeine that day.
It was a harmless prank, but they had all learned a lesson not to mess with Tim before his morning coffee.
Chair-Sama
He then decided he would turn around to see his youngest brother having drawn his sword and ready to fight whatever may it be.
Dick grinned as he walked over to the Robin.
"You look like you've grown a bit, Robin"
Grayson's hair gently brushed against his jawline and neck, as the cool breeze echoed the sounds of sirens heading towards them.
Typical of Gotham's police department to only just be responding to the call out now.
Dick smiled down at his little brother. He knew he had to get the group of drunkards to grownd level, but it had been months since he had seen Damien. He really just wanted to hug the kid, but while he was holding that sword on his hands, Dick was going to keep at least fix feet between them.
Damien loved to spar with him and he also liked to attack without warning.
Dick remember when the boy was younger and Tim had been trying to do nothing but simply make a bowl of cerial.
Needless to say half an hour later Dick and Bruce where having to forcefully separate the two boys so they wouldn't kill each other.
Bruce had to take Tim away for a few hours to cool off and Dick had simply taken Damien out for icecream and had a good talk with him.
It had turned out Damien had gotten himself into the cerial cabinet and it was before Tim had consumed any caffeine that day.
It was a harmless prank, but they had all learned a lesson not to mess with Tim before his morning coffee.
Chair-Sama