Batfamily x Reader Oneshots

Why Me?

(Credit to the artist of this image. I do not own any DC characters)

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Ages:                              Younger Version:

Dick: 22                          Dick: 13

Jason: 21                       Jason: 12

Y/N: 19                             Y/N: 19 (Still)

Tim: 17                            Tim: 10

Damian: 15                    Damian: 9

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Y/N's POV:

My tires screech echoing in the cave as I hurriedly turn off the engine, take my helmet off & run straight for the batcomputer. Somehow, of all things, I don't hear from the batfamily for days, then got an emergency call from the cave. The voices were full of exhaustion & panic. So I did what anyone would do, go help.

"Hello? Anybody down here?" I call out, only to hear silence in reply.

Suddenly giggles can be heard along with little soft footsteps. I turn to the side in complete shock when our eyes meet. It's Dick, but not the normal 22 year old. It's a 13 year old in his old Robin suit. 

My mouth hangs open in shock. I have only been gone for at least 3 days because of work & I come back to find Dick as a child. I shouldn't be surprised but I am.

 I might be hallucinating. Yeah, that's probably it. But ANYTHING is possible with these boys.

"Dick?" I ask, kneeling down to his height. 

"Hi Y/N!" Dick says, smiling. 

"What happened? Where are the others?" I question, looking around the cave for the others.

"Well we were fighting a bad guy & we all got hit by this bright light! IT.HAD.SPARKLES! SPARKLES Y/N! I WAS SPARKLING!!" Dick exclaims, his eyes showing pure amazement. 

"Okay...Where are your siblings?" I ask, trying to get his attention. 

"In the house," He responds.

"Where?"

"Not in the cave," 

"Kitchen?" 

"Nope," 

"Living room?" 

"No," 

"Their rooms?" 

"no ma'm,"

"HEY! I'm only 3 years younger than you. Well - was. But that's not the point,"

"What about Bruce's study?" I ask.

"Nope,"

"Ballroom?" 

"No,"

"Bathroom?"

"Nuh uh,"

"Ugh," I growl, putting my face in my hands.

"Come on, let's go find them together okay?" I announce, taking his small hand in mine.

"JASON! I found your stash of bullets that Bruce took away," I yell, as we reach the second floor of the batcave. 

"Y/N look! Up there," Dick shouts, pointing to the ceiling. 

I look up instantly & see Jason drop down from the ceiling, but not onto our floor. He's dropping onto the bottom floor with his 12 year old body.