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(Strays Future-Fic) 2/4 violenttomboy January 5 2012, 16:07:02 UTC
"Oh! Oh! Don't tell me there's some actual discord in that big happy family if yours!" he cackled. When the wheezes died down, he readjusted his purple suit and gave Jason a jaunty wave with the crowbar still in hand.

"Well, Batsy might've lost one kid already, but seeing how he already has so many, I'm sure he won't miss just one more-"

The doors promptly exploded, and the Joker barely had time to react before a foot collided into his solar plexus and sent him flying away.

He managed to get to his feet, and he actually had the gall to look disappointed at whom he saw. "Oh poo, all the kids are here but no daddy Bats."

Four pair of furious eyes all but radiated anger that would've sent most men choking underneath their intensity. The Joker was pouting.

"He's on a mission with the JLA," Nightwing said, his voice a deadly calm. "Good thing too, because we're the ones who're going to kill you. Right here, right now."

Joker slumped his shoulders. "Honestly, Batsy really has been too busy with that little club as of late to spend time with me. Why else would I go through all the trouble of doing this?"

Dick? Jason managed to mouth out, feebly trying to sit up but to no avail. Everyone?

His siblings all spared him a glance, silently telling him that everything would be okay now before charging in, intent on permanently bringing down the one who did this to their own.

It took less than half a minute to leave the Joker in an equally bad shape as Jason.

"Any last words?" Nightwing asked.

"There's nothing I ever wanted more than to see the Bat lose it. Unfortunately, I won't when all of us die together," he said before something slipped out of his jacket sleeve and neatly into his hand. He pushed the button.

They couldn't see where the beeps were coming from, but they knew they had to get out now.

Everyone raced for the exit, Dick barely stopping for a precious second when he stooped down to scoop up Jason into his arms. The five of them just made a couple steps out the door before the explosion sent them flying into a stack of crates. Dick twisted his body midair as to absorb most of the impact as to lessen the pain for Jason.

"You think he died?" Stephanie said a little hopefully. Jason let out a pained moan.

"Check body later, get Jay medical attention now," Dick barked out. Everyone nodded in affirmation.

"Dick...you're...back..." Jason managed to force out. Dick gently brushed aside Jason's bangs before adjusting him more securely in his arms.

"Shh, Jaybird. Rest. Glad to know you missed me."

"Dick...face...shut...up..."

Despite everything that had just happened, everyone couldn't help grinning. Everything was going to be okay.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

The first thing Jason saw when he woke up was a round, cherubic, angry face.

The first thing he felt was a tiny fist punching him straight in the gut.

And the first thing he heard was, "You're a stubborn ass, Todd."

"Too stubborn to die. Now get off of me, Little D. All that extra pizza is making you fat and heavy."

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