Prompt Post - Part Five [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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It wasn't that Jason was afraid of babies. He just thought they were BORING. Really boring That's why he felt shameless about putting a couple drops of Nyquil in Dick's lunch. That way Jason could get some of his stupid calc homework done by for Monday and Dick could keep nap on Jason's bed. Win Win.
Jason only made it half way through when Dick woke up confused. "Hey kiddo," Jason said in a soft voice. "How old are you? Age? Old? Years?"
Dick sat up and held up four fingers. "Patru!" he said. "I'm Fo-wer."
"Good for you, little dude. I'm your Jason, do you remember me?" It depended on the spell, but sometimes they had vague recollections of who they were. Other times it was more like they were that age exactly and they could access any other memories.
Jason didn't mind it, he was a pretty cool kid but he hated it when it had happened to Cass. She had been so cold and vicious. She nearly killed Alfred before he shot her out with a tranq gun. Jason wasn't a mushy emotional dude, but it broke his heart to see her like that.
Dick's tiny face scrunched up in concentration and then he looked confused. "Jay?" he said tentatively and when Jason nodded, he bounced up on the bed. "Jay!" He shrieked before he screamed with delight.
Ugh. Right. Dick was a screamer. Jason plucked him off the bed from under the armpits. "Come on little dude. We are going to the playground and to get you into some bigger clothes and possibly cut you out of these." The t-shirt that had been loose before the nap now looked like it was going to cut off his circulation.
"Jesus, Dick. When it come to growing up you don't mess around," Jason carried Dick into the nursery and put his comlink on speaker phone while he found Dick a much looser set of clothes.
"Hey Selina? It's Jason....Yeah, Bruce is fine. Dick got de-aged....He's changing back really fast, actually which is why I wanted to call you. You know how much Helena loves to play big sister, I figured if we were going to the playground anyway, i could grab her from Day Care if its okay with you.... Awesome. Thanks Selina!"
Jason managed to get Dick to stop swinging from the lighting fixture long enough to throw some baggy clothes on him and leave a note knifed on the door. He didn't have any tape so he just stabbed a throwing knife into it.
"One day, tiny padawan, you too can make our Dad look like he's going to shit a brick. Only then will you gain the respect of Roy Harper." Jason said, making faces at Dick so the smaller boy would giggle.
"Shit!" Dick repeated joyfully.
Jason pressed a hand to his forehead. "If anyone asks, you totally learned that from Tim."
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