A/N: So sorry for taking so long! I kinda forgot I posted stuff on here since I'm mostly over on ao3 now. That's no excuse, but I really am sorry!

Damian was sketching in the living room when the younger Dick marched up to him with, pulling the younger Jason with him. He stopped in front of Damian and dropped Jason's hand. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Damian.

"What." Damian scowled at the boy.

"We're gonna go play, and you're gonna play with us." Dick puffed his cheeks out as he tried to sound demanding.

Damian scoffed and went back to his sketchbook. "I don't play games. I'm not some silly child."

Dick's frown turned to confusion. "Aren't you, like, eleven? That's a child."

"-tt-" Damian ignored him. His Grayson had tried enough times to get him to act 'like the child he was'. If his Grayson could barely do it, this version of Grayson definitely would not succeed.

The sketchbook was suddenly yanked out of his hands. Damian stood, baring his teeth at the insolent child. It took everything in him not to grab this more annoying version of Grayson by his collar. Said child trembled a bit as he tried to stand his ground. The younger Jason didn't move, but his glare spoke volumes—if you hurt him, I hurt you.

"I think that we should get to know each other 'cause I think it's cool that we get to meet a younger Dami." Dick's voice shook. He was still hurt by what this Damian had said yesterday, but he was determined to befriend him. "Jay and I always play Batman and Shadow, and we need a third so that someone can play a villain. I think you should play with us."

Damian's retort died as his eyebrows furrowed. "Batman and Shadow?"

Dick's eyes widened. "Oh! Would it be Batman and Robin here?" He grinned. "That's so cool!" He turned to Jason. "We should play Batman and Robin some time!"

"Dick." Jason reminded Dick with a pointed look at Damian.

"Oh! Sorry." Dick grinned sheepishly. "Our Dami was the first partner to the Batman, and he was known as Shadow. Timmy didn't take up the name when you became Shadowbat 'cause he thought it was too close, so he became Kid Bat."

"Shadowbat, huh?" Damian pursed his lips. "I will make you a deal. I will play this game of yours if you tell me about my older self." He could probably ask his other self, but after pissing him off last night, Damian did not want to talk to him. Maybe he could learn why his other self seemed to care for his 'siblings' through these two.

Dick beamed. "Great!" He grabbed Damian's hand, much to his disgust, and dragged him and the younger Todd to his room. "So do you wanna be Batman, Shadow, or a villain?"

Jason frowned. "Why does he get to choose first?"

Dick pouted back at him. "'Cause he hasn't played before, so he gets first pick. It's only fair. Besides, you're Batman all the time."

"Am not."

"Are too! You're only Shadow when Dami's Batman!"

"Am not!"

"I will be Batman!" Damian grit his teeth as he spoke. This was why he did not spend time around other children, except for Colin. Colin was tolerable.

"'Kay! Jay, can I be the villain? I wanna be Mr. Freeze!" Dick looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please, Jay?"

Jason and Damian glanced at each other, not ecstatic about the idea of having to 'work together', but Jason could never say no to Dick. He sighed. "Fine."

"Okay! Now, we need costumes!"

Damian suddenly smirked. "I have an idea…"

"Boom! Pow! Your feet are frozen, Batman!"

The two Tims had been discussing various differences in their worlds when they heard shouting coming from younger Dick's room. The younger Tim felt himself grin at the familiar cries of his younger brother. His grin only widened as he heard the younger Damian shout back.

"Shadow! Distract Mr. Freeze while I free myself!"

The Tims cracked the door open. The younger smiled knowingly while the older gaped. Damian and the younger Jason were chasing the younger Dick. They were both wearing a cowl and cape while Dick had a blue bucket on his head with two holes cut out for him to see out of. He was also carrying an empty water gun, which he would point at the other two and yelled 'Freeze!'.

"What the…" The older Tim stifled his laugh. The younger Tim simply grinned wider as he jumped into the room.

Dick gasped. "Riddler! Are you here to assist me?"

"Do I hate Batman, Freeze?"

Dick paused. "Um...Yes?" He put his hands on his hips. "But you can't help me until you put your costume on!" Dick noticed the other Tim standing at the door and pointed at him, much to the older Tim's surprise. "You too, Redbat! I mean—" Dick aimed the water gun at the older Tim. "Timothy Drake! I can hold you for ransom! Capture him, Riddler!"

The younger Tim gave the older a look—play along—and gave chase.

Bruce Wayne was walking by when he heard shouting coming from the younger Dick's room. Worried that something bad was happening to the younger, he slammed the door open, only to freeze in surprise.

The younger Dick, Tim, Cass, and Stephanie were all standing together. Dick had a bucket on his head, Tim had a green question mark taped to his chest, Cass had what looked like paper cat ears tied to her head, and Stephanie had a green sheet tied around her body. Bruce's Damian was wearing his cowl as was the other Jason. Bruce's Dick Grayson was wearing a trench coat and had a paper mustache taped to his face. The older Tim, Damian, and Jason were tied up in the corner, though Jason was the only one that was gagged (something he looked pissed about). The older Stephanie had a purple sheet tied around her neck, and the older Cass had a black one tied around her neck. They all froze when they heard Bruce come in.

Suddenly, a yellow sheet was thrown at him. He narrowed his eyes at the culprit, the older Dick, who simply winked. The younger Dick pointed.

"It's Robin! Poison Ivy! Riddler! Get him!" There was an awkward pause, no one knowing what to do for a moment, before Bruce smirked and tied the sheet around his neck. He heard a whispered 'I'm so proud' from the older Dick, but he ignored it and turned to Damian.

"Batman, I've come to help."

Damian smirked. "Shadow! Help Robin take down Poison Ivy and Riddler! Batgirl, save the hostages while Spoiler helps me take down Catwoman and Mr. Freeze!"

Bruce was confused by the name Shadow but didn't have time to think about it as the younger Stephanie and Tim leaped forward to attack him.

"On it, Batman!" The younger Jason leapt forward and tackled the younger Tim.

It was chaos after that. The game would have been better played in the Batcave or outside. With so many people in the room, there wasn't much room to 'fight'. People slammed into the wall, and 'capes' were stepped on, choking some people. The whole experience was strange for Bruce. Dick was the only one of his children he had ever played with, and that had been years ago. It was all worth it, though, when he saw the smiles on everyone's faces.

Finally, the four 'villains' were captured and tied up, and the hostages were 'saved'. The older Jason grumbled but didn't try to ruin the game. Dick, who Bruce figured was Commissioner Gordon, approached the younger Damian.

"Thanks for your help again, Batman." Dick grinned and looked around at the other 'heroes'. "You too, Shadow, Batgirl, Spoiler, and Robin."

"Of course, Commissioner." Damian crossed his arms.

The younger Dick yanked the helmet off his head. "That was fun! We've never had that many people play before!"

"It was pretty fun. Even if I was just a hostage." The older Tim had a smile on his face as he spoke.

The older Dick grinned and took the mustache off his face. "It was, but I think it's time for lunch now. I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving!"

The others agreed and made their way to the dining room. Bruce made to leave and was surprised to feel a hand slipping into his own. He looked down to see the younger Dick looking up at him, eyes shining.

"Thanks for playing with us, Bruce. I know you're not my Bruce, but you feel like my Bruce." Dick tugged at his hand. "Now, come on! Jason'll eat everything if we don't hurry!"

Bruce let this younger version of his son (a version that he missed often but would never admit it) drag him out of the room and smiled. Dick had always had that effect on him, no matter how old he was. Being from a different universe didn't change that.

A/N: Bruce loves all his children, but I feel like Dick will always have a special place in his heart.

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