Everyone knew that Batman was protective of his children. They learned very quickly that the Batfamily was just as protective of their father. However, the League noticed they were quite possessive as well. Which made sense, they were his children who always wanted their father's attention and affection. To their surprise, the most possessive over the Bat was his second oldest, the Red Hood. Upon learning of the love-hate relationship between the two, that Hood had even tried to kill his father in the past, they were scared for their teammate. Especially after his rather violent visit to Superman. After Cyborg brought up how little they really knew about the Bats, the rest of the League vowed to bring it up at the next meeting. However, upon walking into the Batcave for said meeting, they were met with all four males again, the Batman himself oddly absent.

"So we hear that you want to know more about us," Nightwing stated gleefully, swinging around on what looked like acrobat bars. Flash watched him with something close to admiration, fingers twitching like he wished to join the man.

"How did you-" Wonder Woman began before being cut off. She was beginning to get rather fed up with the lack of respect shown to them by these four.

"We keep an eye on you five," Red Robin spoke from the Batcomputer, not even turning around to address them. Cyborg swore that for a second, he saw a video feed of his dad's lab before Red Robin clicked out of that window.

"It helps that you fools never notice our presence unless we want you to," sneered Robin from where he was behind them, cleaning his weapons. Clark didn't want to bring up that he was aware of his presence due to the sound of his heart beat. He then had to question how Red Hood had gotten the drop on him in his own apartment. Someone laughed in response, and they followed the sound to the Red Hood himself, who was lounging on top of a glass case. It was something their eyes tended to slide over, uncomfortable with the torn and stained suit inside and what it implied.

"Please take a seat everyone, I've brought beverages and snacks for the meeting," Alfred announced as he entered the cave from an elevator they knew led up to the Manor. He didn't bat an eye at the four males now running for the only table in the cave that would seat this many people, only raised an eyebrow at the frozen League.

"Alfred, you knew about this? Where's Bruce?" Superman questioned, confused as Alfred had always seemed happy to see Batman with friends.

"He is currently asleep. It seems there must have been a malfunction with his alarm clock," Alfred replied, a glint to his eyes that reminded them that he just wasn't Bruce's butler, "Now please sit down." And with that, the League approached the circular table. They hesitated as they noticed someone would have to sit next to Nightwing and another next to Robin. The four had sat in the order of Nightwing, then Red Hood, then Red Robin, then Robin. Flash quickly sat next to Nightwing, shooting the man a smile. Cyborg reluctantly took a place next to Robin, earning him a nod of approval from said boy. Aquaman sat next to Flash, followed by Wonder Woman, and then Superman between her and Cyborg. Alfred placed the snacks and pitchers of beverages in the middle of the table before moving to stand behind the four males, his eyes never leaving the League.

"Allow me to begin. My name is Richard "Dick" Grayson, and I was the first Robin," beamed Nightwing as he took off his mask. It was uncanny how much his eyes looked like Bruce's.

"Grayson? The first Robin?" The Flash looked confused.

"I taken in by Bruce as his ward after the murder of my parents, the Flying Graysons, acrobats in a circus, by a mobster. I became the first Robin in order to avenge them, and then I retained the mantle when I became Bruce's son," explained Dick. Seeing no more questions for now, he nodded at Red Hood to go next.

"My name is Jason Todd, and I was the second Robin," the man said, removing his helmet, followed by his mask. His eyes were just as blue as Dick's, and they would've looked even more similar if not for the section of white in his otherwise black hair.

"Why did you stop being Robin?" Cyborg asked Dick, though he was eyeing Jason, who was now running his hands through his hair.

"To keep it short: I got benched after being shot when I was 17, went on to the Teen Titans to learn independence, and was forced to give up the mantle if I wasn't going to be in Gotham as Batman's sidekick. I became Nightwing instead after the mantle was passed on to Jason," Dick said. They could tell there was some details left out by the hint of bitterness in his tone, but, still, he smiled as he elaborated. Jason took that as his signal to continue.

"I was found by Batman when I was caught stealing the tires off the Batmobile in crime alley, and then was placed in a school for troubled youths. I was taken in and given the mantle of Robin after helping him catch a gang of thieves," he explained, his voice curt. Aquaman chuckled, admiring this kid who dared to steal from the Batman. Jason glanced at him, smirking.

"That case has a plaque with you name on it," Wonder Woman observes, pointing at the mentioned case as if they didn't know what she was talking about. Everyone tensed when Jason's eyes flashed green, followed by a growl.

"I was killed by the Joker, that is the suit I died in," he bit out, leaning back in his chair. They noticed Alfred and Dick fret slightly but ultimately, not making any moves.

"Bullshit. People don't come back from the dead," Aquaman seethed, slamming his fist on the table. Jason's eyes flashed again, and this time Dick took his hand that was beginning to reach for his guns. Aquaman, realizing he just messed up, quickly backed down.

"Can you please explain how you came back?" Barry asked softly, sending the coldest glare he was capable of at Aquaman.

"We don't know anything about the how, though I clawed my way out of my grave. I-I didn't come back right, more like a zombie. I was found, and placed into a Lazarus Pit, restoring my mind. But it had certain side effects," he responded, grimacing and looking away.

"What side effects?" Superman asked the question on everyone's mind.

"My emotions are all fucked up. When I came back and saw I had been replaced as Robin and that my death wasn't avenged, I attempted to kill the Joker, Robin, and Batman in a fit of rage. It took a long time before I could even be in the same room as Bruce," he explained, a lost look on his face. He quickly came back to attention though, scowling when he saw the looks everyone was giving him. He nodded at Red Robin, making it clear he was done talking.

"I'm Timothy "Tim" Drake, and I was the third Robin," introduced Red Robin to divert their attention from Jason. Upon removing his mask, they could see his eyes had dark bags under them. It was now apparent why he always had a cup of coffee in hand.

"I found Batman and demanded to be the new Robin. I had known for awhile who Batman was, and, after Jason's death, he had become rather violent and needed a Robin. He took me on as Robin after a lot of convincing from myself, Dick, and Alfred," he continued, smiling as if at fond memories.

"After the death of my father at the hands of Captain Boomerang and many years, I accepted Bruce's offer to be adopted. During a time when we thought Bruce was dead and Dick took on the mantle of Batman, I became Red Robin," he summed up, trying to eliminate the need for questions or clarification.

"I am Damian Wayne al Ghul, the only true son of Bruce Wayne, and I am the current Robin," he introduced formally. Jason snorted at the middle part, earning himself a glare from Damian. Upon removing his mask, the League concluded that he did look the most similar to Bruce.

"Al Ghul? As in, the League of Assassins?" Cyborg asked, concerned at why Bruce would have anything to do with the League of Assassins.

"Yes, I was raised by the League of Assassins to be the rightful heir of Ra al Ghul until Mother gave me to Father. I then became the rightful Robin and will one day succeed Father as Batman," he confimed, sneering with a glance at his 'brothers', who just rolled their eyes. The League, struck speechless by this reveal, stayed silent.

"Demon Brat, as if Dick would ever let you become Batman," jeered a female voice. They looked to see four females had joined Alfred. And of course, they were all wearing costumes that indicated their affiliation to the Batclan.

"Dammit, not more of them," Aquaman moaned, putting his head in his hands as Robin began to shout at the new comers and Red Hood began to cackle.

"May I introduce Batwoman, Batgirl, Orphan, and Spoiler?" Alfred seemed quite amused with this new development if his tone was any indication. The chaos continued, with the League beginning to believe Bruce had a slight problem with collecting children.

"What's going on down here?" Boom a deep voice from the elevator that had just openned to reveal a rather peeved Bruce Wayne. His look quickly went from peeved to confused upon seeing most of the Batfamily and the Justice League around a meeting table.

"You're wearing the pajamas I got you!" crowed Jason happily, as it became clear that the clothes Bruce was wearing were actually custom Red Hood pajamas.

"Yes, you know I cycle through all of your-"

"Father! It is Wednesday, which means you should be wearing the Robin pajamas I got you!" Damian asserted (whined). As the table descended even further into chaos, Bruce came to a stop next to his teammates.

"Just go. Please," he muttered, lifting Flash out of a chair and sitting down himself. He rubbed his eyes, clearly in need of a few more hours of sleep. The rest of the League got up, deciding it was better to leave now, before the rest of the Batfamily notices. As adorable and blackmail worthy of a scene this was, they didn't want to offend anyone by overstaying their welcome. As everyone filed out, Flash and Cyborg fell to the back and looked back. The scene they saw was Dick sitting crossed legged on the table in front of Bruce, Damien attempting to stab one of the females, Tim asleep in his chair, Jason playing with Bruce's hair from behind, one of the females sitting on the seat next to Bruce while staring intensely at him, and the other two females chatting with Alfred.

"What did I miss!" Just then, a boy in all yellow ran past Flash and Cyborg towards the chaos, only sparing them a glance.

"I think it's time for us to leave," Cyborg muttered, the Flash nodding his head quickly in agreement.