Prompt Post - Part Five [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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It was irritating. Mother had sent him him a package when she left him with Father. Dates, assassin grade poisons, an assortment of throwing weapons, and Damian's childhood a stuffed tiger whom Damian had purposefully left behind. If he was to be Father's heir, then he had to behave as a mature heir. Tiger did not fit into that plan. Tiger had never fit in to that plan, but every time Damian tried to leave the infernal stuffed animal behind, he always found it in Mother's suitcase. However, Damian wasn't with Mother anymore. He was with Father, in mansion overflowing with heirs.
Grayson lifted one hand to reach in Damian's direction. "Bao," Grayson said somberly. "Bao." His saliva had left the small stuffed item completely damp. If Grayson must requisition Damian's comfort item, then he had to be instructed in his comportment.
Clearly this behavior of salivating like a dumb beast was Drake's influence. "Grayson." Damian began.
"Awu?" Grayson replied, reaching his hand towards Damian. He put his mouth back on Tiger's tail the minute he finished his communication. At least Grayson showed consistency.
Damian held up the bag of pacifiers. "These items are for sucking. You will be assigned a prosthetic nip- nipple," he ignored the burning in his cheeks. Appropriate terminology was never anything to be ashamed about. Mother had been very clear. "...and commence use like so." Damian pulled one of the pacifiers out of the bag and placed it in his mouth to demonstrate before spitting it out.
He pulled one from the bag and placed it in Grayson's hand. He waited until Grayson's small fingers had grasped the item before he released. Grayson waved the bright green pacifier in the air and then released his other hold on Tiger. With his small hands, Grayson examined it closely, dark eyes looking at the pacifier in confusion.
Damian waited until Grayson seemed completely taken with it before pulling Tiger's tail out of Grayson's mouth.
Grayson's face scrunched in displeasure and he began to wail. Damian pulled another pacifier out of the bag and tried to force it into Grayson's mouth, but his older brother continued to wail. Damian took one look at his old, one-eyed comfort item and knew what he must do. He picked the plush off the ground and held the tail out for Grayson to put in his mouth. Damian then left the nursery and hit Brown's door.
He found Stephen less irritating that Drake, but highly confusing. In almost every case, completely incomprehensible. He could understand a change of pronouns but a change of civilian names seemed pointless. The only name that mattered was the name that struck fear in the hearts of villains everywhere. Colin thought she was pretty which was simply unacceptable.
Unacceptable.
"What?" She yelled through the door. Peasant behavior - choosing to raise one's voice rather than open a door. Colin's mind must be addled from the venom.
"I'm disowning Grayson until he is returned to an appropriate age. Notify me when such a thing has occurred," He yelled back before walking back down the hallway. He might as well get in some training time in. No need to make the entire morning a waste.
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AA you're spoiling me! not that I mind
Damian and Dick interaction! YES! Operation get Dick to suck on the pacifier was a failure. Oh Damian, foiled by a baby.
Haha... at least Damian tried. Lol. Though, shame on you Damian leaving Dick there all by himself!
AA, ilu.
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I'm gonna super spoil you and give you six entries with all the bat babies before I duck out.
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