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    Sometimes a family is three assassins and a baby, and that's fine.

     

     

    This is a multi-part series, but each little arc is complete in and of itself, and can be read in order. There's no real cliffhangers, we just haven't made it forward in time to the next bit yet.

     

     



     

     

    Stunning art by the amazing and talented Wyxan

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    Another pause. "And you-" Dick coughed. "And you've dealt with this kind of stuff before?"

    "Who. The fuck. Else. Is going to." He gritted, glaring across at him. Dick went quiet, and the basement's darkness seemed to flatten the air around them as they stood in each other's company, slightly awkward.

    Dick swallowed, making an aborted gesture over at him. "So what are you a ghostbuster or something?"

    "Oh my god," Jason groaned to himself, instantly turning and walking over to the hole leading out, preparing his grapple so he could leave. He did not have time for this.

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    Having use of the All-Blades means Jason's pretty used to being the most qualified person in Gotham to deal with supernatural issues. Why Dick's randomly started trying to help he has no fucking clue.

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    “Hey,” the kid says, offering a gloved hand. “I’m Spider-Man.”

    Jason stares at the hand. “Get. Out of. My face.”

    “Cool, me too,” the kid says as if that made any fucking sense. “But also, there’s, like, a very large man with a weird Red Riding Hood thing going on pointing a gun at my face, so I’m calling this a teachable moment.”

    “I don’t point guns at faces,” Jason says. He absolutely does. “I point them at kneecaps.”

    The kid’s hand hovers in the air a second longer, then drops. He bounces on the balls of his feet, kinetic energy with a conscience. “So what’s your deal? Big red bucket, voice modulator set to ‘haunt my enemies,’ a fashionable assortment of weapons. Batman adjacent?”

    “Batman distant,” Jason says. “And the deal is: you’re in my territory.”

    “Oh. Sorry! I didn’t know territories were, like, a thing. Do you have a flag? I can make a flag. I’m very DIY when it comes to silk-based products.”

    Jason racks the pistol and holsters it because if he doesn’t, he’s going to do something unhelpful, like shoot this idiot charmingly dead.

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    "Uh, I dunno, used to? Didn't really use wooden forks much though, so not really." Apparently happy with the choice, he pulled the bowl out and scrapped the covering, next going for a large serving spoon from one of the doors so he could shovel it into his mouth like a starved dog. "Fuckin' chopsticks was what we had to keep an eye on." He added in between mouthfuls, giving Dick a smirk and a knowing glance, as if they were both in on it and Dick knew anything about what he meant. "Anyway, I'm out. See you next family reunion, or tragedy or whatever."

    And then he was gone, as was one of Alfred's favourite serving spoons and bowl, and the potato salad Dick knew for a fact Bruce had been saving to eat for lunch the next day. Jason probably knew that part, to be fair.

    "...Chopsticks?" He muttered to himself, baffled, in the now empty kitchen.


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    Damian has some concerning habits. Jason's the only one that seems used to it. The rest of the bats scramble.

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    Dean didn’t wait for the man to write anything else, storming out of the room and down the stairs. He didn’t stop at the information desk, ignoring Barbara calling his name as he headed for the exit. Strong fingers wrapped around his wrist. He twisted around, breaking the hold and glaring at the man.

    “Don’t fucking touch me.”

    The man held up his hands. Amusement made his eyes brighter.

    “Jason,” Barbara said as she wheeled over to them. “I told you to be gentle. Not bulldoze him.”

    Jason, apparently, gave her the finger.

    She snorted. “Dean, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out. Jason is my boyfriend’s little brother.”

    Jason stiffened at the words and signed furiously at Barbara. She concentrated on what he was saying before rolling her eyes.

    “Jason is not my boyfriend’s little brother. He is completely unrelated to my boyfriend and his whole family. He only puts up with me because I provide him with int—” she cut herself off. “Gossip.”

    Jason crossed his arms like he was done with the conversation.

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