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"Agent A. We have a problem."
Alfred arches an eyebrow in response. Batman, the fittest man in the world, who would rather die than ask for help, has trouble with his own feelings and recognized that being with ONE problem?
Well, that was a good start, Alfred could have a party over it.
"Alfred, we really have a problem"
Okay, now Alfred is getting worried.
"Report please," Alfred responds neutrally, "I'm afraid something has to do with the wizard you're following, sir? Are you going to cancel the family patrol?"
"Yes, I'm ending the patrol immediately."Batman replied, and Alfred swears he heard a slightly desperate tone.
"Sir? What's really going on?"
A static of silence in response.
"The boys, they are..."
"They're fine, I think....I'm taking the kids to the cave"
Alfred stops for a moment allowing his mind to repeat like a parrot.
Kids?
"Oh my..." Is all Alfred can say when Bruce arrives carrying 2 children in his arms, both wearing oversized Robin uniforms.
He is followed by 2 almost identical children with the old and first Robin uniform, only one is smaller and has lighter and straight hair, while the other is taller, perhaps older.
"Alfred" Bruce greets. Followed by "Alfred!!!" The two children scream with joy almost in unison.
"Master Dick? Master Jason? Welcome back boys." Alfred tries to maintain his composure, but he can't help but smile.
"A lot happened today and-- wow" Dick's eyes widen "the Batcave looks different!!" He says as he looks around the place.
"Why is there a cow?" Jason asks, already without a mask, with narrowed eyes."Yeah. And why does he have the same clothes as me?" Dick frowns and points at Jason.
"Young masters" Alfred begins "Shall we all relax first? You can go change while I help master Bruce take care of his brothers" Alfred finishes walking towards Bruce,who is still standing holding the two children in his arms, with despair (or pure joy) in his eyes.
"Sure! How about a race? I'm sure--" Dick starts turning to Jason, but soon a confused expression takes over his face "Wait...Brothers?"
"The wizard picked them off one by one while they were distracted by the hostages..." Bruce begins as he changes a sleepy Damian into more comfortable clothes, but unfortunately, they are too big for the 6-year-old Damian.
"I'm afraid you managed to capture him, right?" Alfred asks.Tim looked to be around 13 years old (because of the old uniform, the first Robin uniform makeover). Alfred was taking off the Kevlar, leaving the boy to sleep in the most comfortable part of the clothing.
"Yeah, but he passed out before I could get him to undo the spell," Bruce replies absently.
"Did he pass out, or did you knock him out?" Alfred raises an eyebrow, and Bruce heats up. Alfred just sighs in response.
"Looks like we'll have to call Miss Zatanna then...." Alfred says tiredly.
Bruce woke up in shock, with all his senses almost on edge. He was afraid he had slept in and let his guard down after that night's tiring patrol.
He opened his eyes slowly, keeping his breathing shallow so as not to alert the intruder in his...bed?
Bruce's heartbeat calmed down when he realized it was just Damian, now very small.
Damian was sitting up, clearly having just woken up, and was confused, looking around suspiciously at the place he probably didn't remember.
"Ummi?" Damian whispers, like a child, a child that Bruce missed the opportunity (even though it wasn't his fault) to be a part of the boy's life when he was a baby.
"Habibi" Bruce stands up as he sits down, and ends up startling Damian, who turns sharply to Bruce with wide eyes.
"M-man anta?--" ( > Who are you? <)Damian is interrupted when Bruce's arms pull him close in a tight hug, but the boy quickly stiffens.
"Babak huna"( >Your father is here< ) Bruce responds, and the boy relaxes more in Bruce's arms. "Baba?" He says softly, staring at Bruce with glassy green eyes.
Bruce just smiles in response as he places a kiss on his son's forehead "Let's go to sleep habibi" he lies down with Damian in his arms.
It doesn't take long for darkness to embrace them both.
"gooooood morning!!!!!" Bruce was woken up (not really, he woke up the moment he heard footsteps in the hallway) when he felt his kingzise mattress sink along with a pair of hands squeezing his cheeks.
Bruce smiles "Good morning Dick" Bruce sits down as he is run over by a hug "Good for you too Jason"
"Morning" Jason says still holding Bruce's waist, Bruce smiles at the value received by his children, but Tim is missing, maybe he's still sleeping.
"It's a baby!!" Bruce hears Dick say and when he turns around it's Dick looking at Damian with shining eyes.Damian wakes up with a frown on his face from having his sleep interrupted, he looks at Dick.
"Baba, who is it?" Damian asks, his eyes still sleepy, turning to Bruce.
"They're yours Ikhwah, habibi" Bruce replies running his hand through the younger man's hair.
"ik- ikhh--" Jason tries to repeat confused "This is Damian, he's your little brother" Bruce introduces.
"Wowww when did you adopt him???" Dick asks turning away from Damian's frown to look at Bruce "no wait." Dick fits the pieces together in his head.
"Bruce, you have a son!???!" Jason shouts in surprise, as if he had seen the plot twister from Star Wars.
"Yes, you, Damian, Dick and Tim are all my sons" Bruce jokes as he reaches up to ruffle Jason's hair, who groans in embarrassment afterwards.
"Why don't you guys show Damian the way to the dining room? Alfred should be making pancakes for your breakfast." Bruce says, he's worried about Tim waking up and seeing his room different.
"Yes!!! Let's go Jason!!" Dick says excitedly and wastes no time in picking Damian up, as if he was already waiting for an excuse to carry the boy.
"Duhh, you're too slow for me," Jason says, already running into the hallway, followed by Dick yelling at him to slow down, and Bruce swears he heard Damian yell "put me down!!!".
Bruce goes to Tim's room, he knocks on the door "Timothy?" He asks.
It wasn't long before he heard footsteps inside the room, as if he was desperate. Bruce was startled by the idea that someone had come in, so he quickly opened the door and...
He comes across a small Tim in super baggy clothes, looking like a hip hop dancer who listens to rap.
"Why are my clothes too big?" Tim asks with his eyes glazed over at Bruce, he is standing in the middle of the room in a pair of long jeans and a yellow short-sleeved shirt that is also large.
"Tim-" Bruce tries as he approaches.
"Am I in the future?" Tim asks again.
"Yeah....almost that" Bruce narrows his eyes.He crouches down in front of Tim, who is now staring at the ground.
"What do we do now? What if it's not true, but it's an alternate universe?" Tim rambles. "I can't remember what happened yesterday...But I remember last week we were investigating the--"
"How about we look for some of your old clothes around here, huh? Then we can talk over breakfast," Bruce suggests with a smile. He looks at the devastation in Tim's room as he starts opening drawers. "There must be some old clothes around here..." Bruce starts looking.
"So you're the first Robin? I thought you were taller and Bruce always referred to you as an adult" Bruce hears Jason from the dining room.
"Well... Actually I'm surprised that YOU'RE Robin now. My mom called me that," Dick replies, but he doesn't sound angry, just confused.
"What's Robin?" Now it's Damian.
The conversation stops when Bruce and Tim enter the room, Bruce after a lot of struggle managed to find one of Tim's old clothes.
Dick kept his old clothes in his old room as a keepsake. As for Jason...No one had touched his room since he had...Well...(No beta we die like Jason Todd)
Damian was wearing Dick's old clothes that Alfred found.But it's still too big, he was wearing a sweater and shorts, but it looked like pants on the boy.
It doesn't take long for Tim to sit down, he sits between Damian and Bruce.
"Uh...I feel like I've seen you somewhere before....Oh! You're the Timmy of the Drake family!!" Dick gets excited
It doesn't take long for Tim to fit the pieces together "Dick?" Then he looks at Jason sitting next to Dick "JASON?!?!" Tim is startled.
"What's going on?" Jason asks with a frown "is there something on my face? Is something wrong?" He whispers to Damian."Yes," Damian replies. "What?" Jason asks, "All over your face."o Damian smile.
"brat" Jason whispers.
"Is Tim our brother too?" Dick asks. "What? No!! I'm not an orphan" Tim replies, and Bruce feels guilty for thinking 'not yet'.
"Okay. Let's calm down, I owe you guys an explanation" Bruce begins as he raises his hands, the argument between the boys ends.
"You are in the present, but you were affected yesterday by a...Uh... Spell and you ended up becoming children with no memory" Bruce says trying to stay relaxed so as not to scare the children.
"So we're actually big boys?" Dick asks. "I think everyone except the little demon," Jason scoffs as he quietly chuckles at Damian.
"Boys-- Damian, drop the knife" eyes turn to Damian who dwelled on Jason with the knife he took from somewhere, he hesitantly leaves the knife on the table,but still stares at Jason with a murderous look.
"Yes, you are big little boys in the future, and I admit I am proud of all of you" Bruce smiles
"Are we still heroes?" Tim asks and Bruce nods.
"So why is everyone here...Robin?" Dick asks.
"In the future, you leave the mantle, which ends up becoming a legacy for Jason, Tim and Damian" Bruce responds.
"So... Jason, Tim and Damian would be from the future for me? Because I don't remember Jason or Tim, much less Damian" Dick refutes.
"But I remember" Tim joins the conversation "I remember you and... Jason..." Tim completes.
"Really? And what did I become in the future??" Dick asks excitedly, and Bruce is afraid of where this conversation might lead.
"You become another hero in Bluedhaven... I always thought you were cool because of your skills." Tim shrugs shyly.
"Wow!! What about me??" Jason asks.
Tim turns to Bruce with wide eyes, as if telepathically asking if he has permission.
"I..." Tim turns to Jason "I don't remember....I guess..."
"Ahhh" Jason snorts.
"But why don't I remember the 'Robin' cloak?" Damian asks with a frown.
"Maybe because you became Robin a short time ago," Bruce replies, and yes, that was indeed the case.
The wizard already knew this, saying that Damian was a violent boy and that he should behave like a young child. So, he decides to cast a spell stronger than the others.
"Wow," Dick says, "Well, looks like we have a lot to do now..." Bruce sighs.