FILL: Robin and the Robins 5/6
anonymous
August 13 2012, 01:19:36 UTC
Tim takes the stairs three at a time as he comes down to breakfast on the seventh day. Damian is right behind him, grinning triumphantly. The two look like they’ve just conquered the Roman Empire together without breaking a sweat.
“I win,” Tim declares.
Dick looks up with a spoonful of cereal stuck in his mouth, and Jason just raises his eyebrows over his piece of toast. Then Dick breaks into a grin as Tim pours himself a bowl of cereal and Damian begins to toast a bagel. Jason just watches Tim nonchalantly.
“Says who?” Jason says.
“Says Damian and Peep,” Tim says, “He’s doing just fine. You were wrong.”
“The bet isn’t over yet,” Jason says, taking a bite of his toast. “I have until midnight tonight.”
“Jason,” Dick says, “Don’t speak with your mouth full.”
“We never agreed on midnight,” Tim says, “And anyways, it’s not like Peep is suddenly going to sicken and die in the next eighteen hours.”
Jason gestures with his knife. “You never know. People have taken a sudden turn for the worse in less time.”
Damian glares at Jason as he spreads chive cream cheese on his bagel. “You just want an extra chance to kill him. Drake wins, you lose, now I don’t have to worry about you murdering Peep.”
There is a tense moment when all three brothers glare at each other over the kitchen table. Dick very quietly lays his spoon in his empty bowl, takes his dish and stands up to leave the table.
Three pairs of eyes to towards him, and he groans quietly in the back of his throat.
“You decide, Dick,” says Tim, “Do I win?”
“No fair!” says Jason, “You’re his favorite.”
“Fine, let’s take a vote,” says Damian, “Two-to-one, Drake wins.”
“Robin!” Dick bellows in the Batman voice, and all three immediately shut up. Then they all glare at each other.
“I’m Robin,” Damian says. Tim is about to say something when Dick interrupts.
“We’ve all be Robin at some point, okay?” Dick says. “Let’s just work this thing out. Jason, I know you don’t really want Peep dead. Just forfeit and let Tim win. I’ll make it up to you.”
Jason gives him a squint-eyed, penetrating look. “How?”
Dick wracks his brain for something to bribe Jason with. “I’ll let you play Halo for an extra hour instead of kicking you off tonight.”
“Two hours.”
“Deal.”
Jason nods decisively and looks over at Tim. “Just don’t ruin the Redcopter, okay kid?” he says, “That thing’s my baby.”
Tim grins and pumps his fist, and Damian’s face relaxes as he starts in on his bagel.
“So let’s go see the miracle-bird, shall we?” Jason says, leaving his plate on the counter and starting up the stairs.
“Not without me!” Damian shouts, tearing after him.
Dick shares a look with Tim and sighs theatrically. Tim flashes him another grin and follows his brothers up the staircase.
Re: FILL: Robin and the Robins 5/6
anonymous
August 13 2012, 01:20:42 UTC
There was one thing Jason was right about - the veterinarian says that Peep’s wing has healed remarkably, but despite the recovery he’s had, the little robin will never be able to fly very far. If they release him to the wild, he’ll just be attacked and turned into a quick meal by the first predator that sees him. Naturally, this means that someone will have to take care of the bird for the rest of his life.
The birdcage seems to magically appear in Damian’s room, but neither Stephanie nor the brothers are fooled. They know Bruce bought the cage, and Alfred helped him install it. Still, they let the two men have their little secret, and quickly install the little bird in his new home.
The next time Peep molts, the beginnings of his adult, red-breasted plumage start to appear.
And if Damian can sometimes be found sitting on his bedroom, working on his laptop, with Peep perched happily on his head and tweeting, well, the rest of the Robins will just make sure that they don’t let him see them watching.
Re: FILL: Robin and the Robins 5/6
anonymous
April 1 2015, 20:56:23 UTC
That was adorable! I love their interactions, how they each react different to another sibling and how they are all still Robin at heart and thus fall silent whenever Dick uses his 'Batman' voice, heeehee! Great fill!
“I win,” Tim declares.
Dick looks up with a spoonful of cereal stuck in his mouth, and Jason just raises his eyebrows over his piece of toast. Then Dick breaks into a grin as Tim pours himself a bowl of cereal and Damian begins to toast a bagel. Jason just watches Tim nonchalantly.
“Says who?” Jason says.
“Says Damian and Peep,” Tim says, “He’s doing just fine. You were wrong.”
“The bet isn’t over yet,” Jason says, taking a bite of his toast. “I have until midnight tonight.”
“Jason,” Dick says, “Don’t speak with your mouth full.”
“We never agreed on midnight,” Tim says, “And anyways, it’s not like Peep is suddenly going to sicken and die in the next eighteen hours.”
Jason gestures with his knife. “You never know. People have taken a sudden turn for the worse in less time.”
Damian glares at Jason as he spreads chive cream cheese on his bagel. “You just want an extra chance to kill him. Drake wins, you lose, now I don’t have to worry about you murdering Peep.”
There is a tense moment when all three brothers glare at each other over the kitchen table. Dick very quietly lays his spoon in his empty bowl, takes his dish and stands up to leave the table.
Three pairs of eyes to towards him, and he groans quietly in the back of his throat.
“You decide, Dick,” says Tim, “Do I win?”
“No fair!” says Jason, “You’re his favorite.”
“Fine, let’s take a vote,” says Damian, “Two-to-one, Drake wins.”
“Robin!” Dick bellows in the Batman voice, and all three immediately shut up. Then they all glare at each other.
“I’m Robin,” Damian says. Tim is about to say something when Dick interrupts.
“We’ve all be Robin at some point, okay?” Dick says. “Let’s just work this thing out. Jason, I know you don’t really want Peep dead. Just forfeit and let Tim win. I’ll make it up to you.”
Jason gives him a squint-eyed, penetrating look. “How?”
Dick wracks his brain for something to bribe Jason with. “I’ll let you play Halo for an extra hour instead of kicking you off tonight.”
“Two hours.”
“Deal.”
Jason nods decisively and looks over at Tim. “Just don’t ruin the Redcopter, okay kid?” he says, “That thing’s my baby.”
Tim grins and pumps his fist, and Damian’s face relaxes as he starts in on his bagel.
“So let’s go see the miracle-bird, shall we?” Jason says, leaving his plate on the counter and starting up the stairs.
“Not without me!” Damian shouts, tearing after him.
Dick shares a look with Tim and sighs theatrically. Tim flashes him another grin and follows his brothers up the staircase.
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The birdcage seems to magically appear in Damian’s room, but neither Stephanie nor the brothers are fooled. They know Bruce bought the cage, and Alfred helped him install it. Still, they let the two men have their little secret, and quickly install the little bird in his new home.
The next time Peep molts, the beginnings of his adult, red-breasted plumage start to appear.
And if Damian can sometimes be found sitting on his bedroom, working on his laptop, with Peep perched happily on his head and tweeting, well, the rest of the Robins will just make sure that they don’t let him see them watching.
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