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Jason grumbled as he waited for Bruce. The big Bat had called him for a meeting, saying it was urgent. If it was so fucking urgent, then why was he late. The fucker.
He then saw the fucker seining through the air to land softly on the parapet. He stepped down and walked toward him.
“ What is it old man?” Jason growled.
“ I need your help.”
“ Is there a reason why you aren’t asking Tweedle- Dumb and Tweedle Dumber?”
“They will both be in school and you have a larger sense of responsibility then them.”
“ Did that hurt to admit that?” Jason said.
Bruce didn’t say anything.
Jason sighed. “ How bad is it?”
“ It’s not necessarily bad. You shouldn’t get injured.”
Jason shook his head. “ Lead the way.”
He was going to regret this.
-/-
Jason couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
It was a Talon. Witty gold eyes, black protruding veins, and borne patterned wings. Where his fingers should be were long, black talons. He was in front of Bruce glaring at Jason and growling loudly. If it weren’t for that, he probably would look very handsome with his tan skin and black hair that reach past his ears.
Jason took out a gun and pointed it at it. “ What the fuck is this?” He snapped at Bruce.
“ This is Dick Grayson, the situation I need you to watch.”
Jason could feel his eyes bulge.
“ Oh fuck that shit! You remember when he had to deal with these bastards? They are all ducking nuts! It was a freaking miracle we killed them all and the fucking Court.”
“
He helped bring them down and has been proven non threatening. “
‘No threatening’ Jason mouthed under his helmet.
“ What Bruce means to say is that he is a lot like an overgrown pet. He is cuddly and likes to follow us around.” Tim supplied as he walked up from behind Bruce.
Bruce went up to Dick from behind and tapped his shoulder. The Talon quickly turned and climbed bruce like a tree, settling himself on his hip and wrapping his arms around Bruces neck. Jason noticed that his feet were bare and his toes were replaced with the Same long talons. Bruce’s arms came around him to secure him at his hip. He kept glaring from Jason even from his perch.
“ What the fuck is this? Is this your adopting addiction ?”
“ He can’t be let into the general population and has no skills currently to acclimate to society. I’m going to be going out of town with Alfred and he needs someone to watch him.”
“ So I’m your damn baby sitter now ?”
“ He can do most things on his own, but he needs help with making his own food and starting his bath.”
“My fucking Christ, are you meaning to humiliate me? Why can’t Tim do it.”
“Because I have school and I can’t separate him from the Demon Spawn.”
“ God he’s in kahoots with the brat?” Jason whined.
Bruce sighed, “No he thinks Tim and Damian are his young. The files said-“
“ I don’t give a damn what the files say! What the hell were you thinking Bruce? “
Dick grabbed onto an ear of the cowl and began to tug on it. Bruce pulled it off and allowed Dick to rub his face against his cheek and he cooed, occasionally keeping a sharp eye on Jason. Was that supposed to make him jealous? Oh please.
Bruce sighed, “ Jason I really need someone to watch him. I will owe you one if it makes
You feel better.”
God now he was begging. He won’t be able to pass this up but then again he didn’t want to be filleted by this Bird thing.
God dammit.
“ Fine. I want my next shipment of narcotics to be distributed uninterrupted. So no bats. Otherwise no deal.”
Bruce glared at him. “ Deal,” he growled.
Bruce maneuvered his cargo to hold out a hand to shake. Jason goes up to shake, but is stopped when the Talon keeps him back with a foot to his stomach.
Lovely. It’s going to be a great week.
-/-
Alfred, his bless him, had invited Jason to stay
For dinner and had set up his room before hand. He knew Jason couldn’t say no to him.
Dick had made a whining noise and fluffed out his wings when Bruce placed him on a chair and then told him no when he has tried to follow Bruce to his own chair.
Dick looked at Bruce pleadingly.
“No.” He warned.
He the. Looked toward Damian and Tim and they ignored him. Dick pouted.
Alfred placed a bowl of dry cereal in front of the Talon. He smiled up at him and dunk his head forward, eating ravenously.
“ Are you sure he needs me to Feed him? Why can’t you just give him cereal?” Jason asked.
“ Because it’s not exactly healthy.” Bruce commented as he ate another piece of bacon.
Dick looked up and whined when he saw the bacon. Bruce handed another strip over and Dick snatched it quickly bill and shoved it into his mouth.
He turned to Jason and sniffed in the direction of his food.
“Nope. You have your own food. Go eat it.”
Dick huffed and rolled his eyes at Jason. Accepting another strip of bacon from Tim this time. Great so they enable the prick. Just great.
“ Jason,” Jason turned toward Bruce as he got up. He was probably heading to bed. The old man’s age was catching up with him. “ You will begin tomorrow. I will leave instructions on the kitchen table. If you have any questions please feel free to call.”
Jason grumbled. This was going to be a long ass week..