AN: I own nothing and this follows no real timeline in the DC universe. Speech is in '', thought is "", signed is (). The member of the Rogues are as followed: Leonard 'Len' Snart(Captain Cold), Lisa Snart(Golden Glider), Sam Scudder(Mirror Master), Hartley Rathaway(Pied Piper), Mark Mardon(Weather Wizard), James Jesse(Trickster), Digger Harkness(Captain Boomerang), Roscoe Dillon(The Top) and Mick Rory(Heat Wave).

Pint sized Pied Piper?

The Rogues were all in their hideout, except for Piper, when a large crash sounded from outside. Len was the first to his feet and freeze gun in hand. He strode over to the door and opened it. James was close behind him.

Both men froze. A small blue eyes ginger toddler sat there. A Pint sized Pied Piper looked up at them with watery eyes, whimpering as he fiddled with the too oversized hood to his cape.

'The hell~?' Len stared in disbelief at the toddler. James was near rolling on the floor laughing at the scene. The others were staring at the two in questioned of what was going on. Len picked the child up and turned to the six other curious villains in the room. Turning around with the child clinging to Len. This elected gasps of surprise from Lisa, Mark and Digger, while it got a laughter from Sam, Mick and Roscoe.

'Hartley! My god what happened to you?' Lisa asked the child as he approached her older brother, Len, and she took Hartley holding him up to look at him closely. The usually perfectly fitting cloak, was nearly falling off the child. The mechanical implants that adored his ears, were gone. This Lisa released left the boy deaf.

'Looks like we need some kids clothes for a while. How old would you say he is?' Mark asked as he approached along with the others. Lisa held him up so they could all see and guess his age.

Three-five was the age they settled with due to when he got the hearing implants and his tiny size. They also confirmed he was deaf. Mark was now holding Hartley close to his chest rocking the toddler unconsciously. He was waiting for the others to come back with some toys, clothes and anything else they need.

'How long are they planning on being out? It's already been an hour and a half.' Mark mutters to himself instead of Hartley as he knows the child can't hear him. Hartley was wrapped up in his cloak, dosing in and out of sleep, thus far he had been next to no trouble. When he started crying he was way too loud. This they all agreed was due to the fact that he didn't know how loud he was being.

Just as he was about to think they had been arrested, the door opened. Len was the first in carrying a high chair, James was next with a bag full of toys, Mick had a bag full of baby food and diapers, Sam and Digger were carrying a baby bed and finally Roscoe came in with some books and dvds on sign language.

'About time you guys got back. How long does it take to get this stuff? Hartley has been fine, but he must be getting fed up like me.' Mark grumbled annoyed and change his hold on said boy.

'Yeah, yeah, keep you pants on.' Was Len's reply came from the kitchen area. Sam and Digger set the bed up by the sofa. Mick was also in the kitchen, putting food away. Then Lisa took Hartley into the bathroom to change him into some proper clothes.

Sam was sat on the sofa flipping through a book on sign language, not really taking any in. Len snatched the book away from Sam and started studying it, taking it in.

'Will he still be deaf if we find a way to bring him back to his right age?' asked James from his place on the floor, rummaging through the bag, finding all toys that stimulate by hearing and making noise. 'No need for these.' He muttered.

'Who knows, I hope not.' Mick said as he left the kitchen and entered the living area.

'You guys ready?' Lisa called. The others had no time to reply, Lisa walked into the living room the tiny toddler stumble behind her.

Hartley was wearing a dark green long-sleeved top and grey jeans, little black boots adored his feet. Lisa had tied Hartley's shoulder length hair back into a ponytail. Hartley's eyes watched his feet carefully, his balanced seemed affected by his lack of hearing.

Once he bumped into Lisa and realised she had stopped he looked up at the two men on the sofa. Len smiled and signed (Hello). Hartley giggled loudly, and signed back (Hello. My name is Hartley.)

'You understand that?' asked Roscoe wondering if Hartley was taught by his parents, but quickly dismissing the idea as it must have been the Nanny that treating him like her own son.

'He said "Hello. my name is Hartley." Didn't think he would know any.' Len quickly scanned the book. Hartley ran up to Len nearly falling flat on his face twice. He clung to Len's leg before he climbed onto his lap.

'Wait a minute! Damn forgot he can't hear me.' Len grumbled as Hartley grabbed at the book and point to the signs with much glee that he was voicing loudly. 'Hmm, maybe we should have got a picture book or two.' Len mused.

James grabbed a brightly coloured rabbit, light green with gold stars, a pink nose and blue eyes. James jumped up and ran over, he jiggled the rabbit in front of Hartley to get his attention.

Which worked a charm. Hartley made a loud high-pitched noise, grabbing the rabbit, a smile spread across Hartley's face and a happy gurgling sound left his lips.

James grinned from ear to ear knowing he was going to have so much fun. James grabbed the book Len had then after a few seconds turned towards Hartley. (I'm Trickster, let's play!). He dived and got a different toy and started to play with Hartley.

The young Pied Piper squealed as Trickster chased him around the base with a giant dinosaur teddy that was a hot pink in colour and seemed to resemble bot a T-Rex and Pterodactyl, while laughing like a loony.

Len sighted and put his head in his hands.

This was going to be one of those nights...