Author: The Laughingly Looney Lark, or Lathryl of the Larentari. Sorry…I have slight fondness for names that just sort of pops out every now and then

Disclaimer: I don't own the Justice League, the Teen Titans, Alfred, Babs, Leslie, or any babies of my own, though I've been borrowing some of my aunts' munchkins this summer, much to their delight. College age cousins are the prime rate of babysitters.

Author's Note: Shyly dedicated to Syl Francis for writing several fics that took me by the shoulders and shook me until I admitted I liked the Teen Titans even if the Raven-Terra-Starfire drama irritates me.

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The Baby Titans

The Dark Knight of Gotham, the Batman himself, was worried. Mostly this took the form of irritation to untrained eye, as he paced back and forth in his cave, awaiting the return of his tardy ward.

Finally, the computer came to life as the communicator screen popped up with a high-security call. The image of the last son of Krypton appeared, a very nervous Kryptonian to be exact. Few people could make the famous Kal-El truly nervous, in fact the list was three: Lois Lane, Martha Kent, and Bruce Wayne. Unfortunately, his very reluctance to broach the subject gave away a fair bit of what the subject matter was to the intuitive man on the other end.

"WHERE..IS..HE?" demanded the grimmest Bat Superman had ever seen.

"The Titans are actually here at the watchtower, they just had a minor incident with a sorcerer that needs to be fixed." explained the Man of Tomorrow as he tried to sooth the anxious father.

"Explain."

"They got turned into babies."

The dark knight stared expressionlessly at Kal-El for several tense moments.

"I trust you are already fixing this?"

"We're trying, but it, uh, might take a little while."

"It had better not take too long to fix." the dark knight threatened. "I'm taking him home until you do."

"I figured. Barry and Diana are already here to pick up Wally and Donna."

"You called them first?"

Superman swallowed. How do you say to Batman's face that you were afraid he would freak out? Luckily the Batman's rapid mind had gone into problem analysis mode and had discovered several complications involved in having the five teenagers now as infants.

"Is Arthur coming?"

"Yeah, he's on his way."

"Good, caring for an infant Atlantian may be tricky. I trust you've been finding food for all of them?"

"Yeah, Jzon just got back from the store."

"I'll be right there."

"An interesting turn of events." Commented the droll butler to his employer.

"I told you this Titans thing was a bad idea."

"At least you will be able to experience some of the aspects of parenting you have missed from Master Dick's earlier years."

"I'm not his parent."

"Indeed. It is getting more and more difficult to believe that asertation, young sir."

Batman stormed past the Green Lantern towards the conference room, where the Flash was cooing baby words at the red-haired baby in his arms while Diana sang to her infant sister, Superman rocked the crying Speedy, and the Martian Manhunter fed the dehydrated Aqualad a bottle of water.

"Hey Bats, look how cute Wally is as a baby!"

Batman ignored the Flash and made his way directly to the dark-haired infant whimpering from his spot on the table.

The four other superheroes stared at the odd picture the large Bat made with the small boy cradled in his black gauntlets. The baby Robin was staring up in surprise at the large creature holding him and reaching up a tiny fist to touch the man's chin.

"Well, there's something I never thought I'd see" whispered the Green Lantern from the door. When he had followed to see Batman's reaction, he certainly hadn't expected this.

As if noticing the others for the first time, Batman looked up and glared at those in the room, gathering the infant closer to his chest.

"This never would have happened if we had kept constant supervision on them as I insisted!"

"Now Batman, the children aren't hurt, merely out of their natural states." soothed the princess. "Jzon has sensed nothing but the usual infant emotions from them."

"You let him read their minds as well as get turned into infants?" the dark knight thundered at Superman and the Flash as loudly as possible without disturbing the babies although he was still properly shushed.

Thankfully they were saved from having to answer to the outraged parent by the arrival of another guardian.

"Ah Minnow, we have already done this before. I remember when you were this size, you are barely bigger than when I first found you." Exclaimed Aquaman as he reached for the purple-eyed merchild in the Martian's arms. "Have you put him in water yet?"

"We thought that was best left for you" answered Diana. "He's on his fourth bottle of water though."

"I'd better find him a tub then… He'll be needing a soak."

"You can take him home for a while if you want." said Hal Jordan. "Diana and Batman insisted on taking their tots home while we found a proper magician."

"There's no such thing." grumped the still somewhat ticked off Bat as little Dick Grayson pulled at his cowl. "No Robin. You many not have that."

"He probably has no idea you're talking to him, you know." commented Superman.

"Infants understand tone better than words, you know" supplied the still fascinated Flash.

"He's been called Robin all his life, and you have no proof that he doesn't remember me despite an infant brain, since you obviously have no idea what exactly this 'spell' includes."

The king of Atlantis shook his head at his colleges rant as he place the little boy in his arms into the small tub that had appeared as the Martian Manhunter came through the floor. All of the children seemed to be content now, Aqualad splashing under water, solemn Robin starting at the Bat, the young Kid Flash giggling at his uncle's entertaining antics, the small Wondergirl happily smiling at her foster sister, even Speedy had quieted after relieving himself of both his bladder and breakfast onto the Man of Tomorrow.

"Um Hal, could you get me a new burp cloth, while I change his dipper?" asked the now damp Superman as he swatted at the spills onto his costume from both ends of the young Roy Harper, with the one in his hands.

The scourge of Gotham smirked to himself at the sight. To bad it hadn't been Oliver Queen holding Speedy. Now that would have been something Bruce would have paid good money for.

Those not holding babies were still staring fondly at them, including the tiny Atom who had walked in unnoticed as they dealt with the babies. Batman glanced at the room briefly, realizing this was the case and it was time for more affirmative action.

"Enough of the coffee break. Get back to work on this and remember not to let Green Arrow have access to the children unsupervised."

And with that Batman marched off to the transporter with his miniature partner still in his arms.

"I hope he remembers to bundle the kid up," commented Green Lantern. "Caves tend to be a bit chilly for anyone, much less a baby."

"I'm sure Batman can adequately deal with Robin in his current state." said Diana firmly.

"I sure hope so.." whispered Superman to himself as he watched though the wall as the pair disappear through the beam of the transporter. 'And even if he can, he's not going to have patience for this very long…we'd better get to work fixing it soon!'

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