Imagine the Bat Family....

Imagine the Bat Kids

Tim walked down the stairs and into the foyer where Bruce stood behind a giant cardboard box.
Curious about what the box held Tim walked over to it.

"Hey Bruce."

Bruce, who was looking at the sheet of paper he had just signed, greeted Tim back with a nod.
"What's this big cardboard box for?" Tim patted the box.

"Well, your brother -"

Tim shook his hand in the air, stopping Bruce, "You gotta be more specific than that, I have three of them."

Bruce sighed, "Jason, ordered a," he paused squinting his eyes to get a better look at the paper, "treadmill, without my knowledge, used my credit card, and lied to the company about who he was."

"Why did he order a treadmill?" Asked Tim.

Bruce crumpled the piece of paper, "Reasons unknown to me. Now would you please go tell your brother to come down here."

Tim slightly rolled his eyes, "Yep."

~

Dick and Damian stood staring at the treadmill that was before them. 

"Jason." Dick spoke, stopping Jason from continuing to put the treadmill together.

"Oh hey Dickie bird, and Demon Spawn, didn't know you two were here. What's up?"

"Why aren't you putting this thing down in the batcave?" Dick continued, "I don't think that Bruce will like having a treadmill, right in front of the TV."

Jason put the screw driver down and dusted his hands off. "Well, Bruce will have to suck it up. There's a good reason for it being here. Plus Bruce is never around to watch TV anyway."

"And what is your good reason, Todd?" Damian crossed his arms and rose his eyebrow.

Jason's body shivered, "Oh don't do that. You look just like your old man." 

Damian looked up at Dick for reassurance. Dick glanced at Damian who shook his head clearly confused. 

"Damian has a point, what is your 'good reason'?" Dick said putting an emphasis on good reason.

Jason smiled evilly, and threw his hand on Dick's shoulder, "Just wait and see Dick, you won't be disappointed."

~

Jason silently pranced into Tim's dark room. This was one of the only times Jason would get a shot at this. This was also one of the only times Tim was asleep, and boy was he fast asleep.

"Oh Timmy." Jason sung.  

In one swift movement Jason swung the pillowcase over Tim's head. Jason covered his brothers mouth. 

Making his voice as deep as possible Jason whispered to Tim, "Be quiet, and you nor your family will get hurt."

Tim whimpered, and spoke into the hand that covered his mouth.

"I said be quiet." Jason whisper yelled and elbowed Tim in the back of the head knocking him out cold.

Jason dragged Tim down the stairs, across the hall and into the living room.  He smirked at the treadmill.

~

"Hello family.  I'm sure you're wondering why I have called you all here this evening." Jason began, before being interrupted.

"Master Jason." Alfred paused examining treadmill.  "Why is Master Timothy in a pillowcase duck tapped to the treadmill?"

Jason cleared his throat, "Thank you, Alfred for pointing that out.  That's actually the reason I called you here."

"Jason Peter Todd if you do anything to hurt your brother I will not hesitate to do my worst on you." Warned Bruce.

"What can be worse than letting your son die." Stephanie whispered to Dick and Damian.

Bruce glanced back at her, causing her to sweat nervously.  Dick elbowed her in the side and shook his head.  Secretly telling her to keep her mouth shut.

Jason cleared his throat and clasped his hands together, "Anyway, as you know I am the greatest prankster in this house." 

Damian cut in, "I'd disagree with that." 

"Not the point." 

Damian rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Pennyworth is."

"NOT THE POINT DEMON SPAWN." Jason growled. "You know what why don't you guys just watch ok."

Jason pulled the pillowcase off, revealing an unconscious Tim.  He walked over to the treadmill and started it on the highest level.

Tim's feet, butt, legs and forearms all skidded against the treadmill.  His head fell back causing him to jerk up.

He woke up screeching, he looked up at an evilly smirking Jason.

"JASON!!!" Tim screeched again, "IM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"

Dick looked horrified at the site.  Stephanie slowly hid behind Dick, while Damian held in his laugh.

Alfred shook his head, leaving the room.

Bruce sighed and slapped himself, rubbing his eyes along the way.  "One day, that's all I ask." He mumbled.