Dick sipped his coffee, smiling broadly as he watched Jason fuss over Tim in the booth across from him. Tim grumbled and tried his best to escape, but Dick knew that, secretly, the boy loved it. Tim loved it when anyone paid him any sort of attention and Dick was of the opinion that he didn't receive half as much as he needed.

It was also nice to see Jason opening up more and becoming more a part of the family than he had been previously. The café in Bludhaven was one of Dick's favorites, right in the heart of the city, the nice part anyway. Getting his brothers together here hadn't been that hard either. The life they led was such a hard one, family was something each of them craved. A support system such as the one they had was invaluable and Dick wouldn't have traded it for the world.

"Jason stop it", Tim whined, shoving the older man's hands away. Jason giggled and ruffled Tim's hair.

"I'm just trying to fix that shirt of yours Tim, it looks so stupid the way you have it."

"It's called style", Tim growled in reply, folding his arms, "I'm gonna go sit next to Dick."

"He'll mess with you too", Jason said, "I'm done now but as soon as you get over there, he'll find some reason to pick at you." Dick laughed.

"He's probably right." Tim rolled his eyes. Why is it you guys always do that, every time I get together with either of you, I end up being fussed over. What can I say, Jason replied, you're fun to fuss with. He put an arm around Tim's shoulders, kissing the side of his head. Tim rolled his eyes and blushed.

"Why are we even here Dick?" he asked

"What", Dick replied defensively, "I can't just call a meeting for us all to just hang out?" Jason shrugged and took a bite of his pancakes.

"I don't mind just hanging out. I suppose I have to admit, it has been nice talking to you two without having to worry about landing on the right rooftop or deflecting an "out of control" batarang although I have a sneaking suspicion when they come my way, they're not all out of control." Tim snickered.

"Hey guys", Dick said suddenly, "have any of you talked to Damian lately?" Tim snorted.

"Him and I don't really "talk" if you'll recall." Jason shrugged.

"I've been in and out of Gotham lately, you know, don't see squirt all that often." Dick frowned.

"Well, I did talk to him. I asked him what he and Bruce were doing for Christmas. Apparently, not much of anything. I don't even think Bruce is decorating."

"How come?" Tim asked.

"I guess 'cause he assumes none of us are going to be there and after all, we kind of told him we weren't." Tim rubbed his neck awkwardly.

"Well, you know, I mean, I'm really busy with the Titans."

"Yea", Jason agreed, "I'm kind of all over the place these days. I don't know where I'll be."

"Same with me", Dick agreed. "I seriously considered not even celebrating this year with everything going on lately but I was really hoping Damian would have a good holiday. Lord knows he needs one." Jason snorted.

"Fat chance of that happening. This is Bruce we're talking about here, he can celebrate Christmas about as well as he can fold clothes."

"Yea", Tim agreed.

"Well", Dick said, "are you two really all that busy? Maybe we could spend Christmas at the manor together, I'm sure it would mean a lot to Bruce and Damian."

"Yea", Tim agreed excitedly, "I mean I'm not that busy and it would be so much fun to have a family Christmas."

"Mmm", Jason sighed wistfully, "it's been ages since I last celebrated Christmas. We could do it as a surprise too, like show up twelve days before Christmas with something special planned out for each day."

"Yea", Tim exclaimed, "that'd be so cool!"

"We could sing!" Dick exclaimed gleefully. The other two stared at him.

"No", Tim said seriously, "Anyway, yea, that'd be so much fun. Let's do it." Jason grinned.

"This is gonna be the greatest Christmas of all time!"