The Graysons' return

Sorry if this is terrible. I wrote most of it at about 1 o'clock this morning while I had a headache, so please forgive me. 😊

3rd person POV

"So," John asked his son, once they were back on the road, "what is it you have to tell us?"

Dick took a deep breath, unsure of how his parents would react to the news, even if his mother already knew.

"It's a rather complicated story," he said.

"Why don't you start from the beginning?" Mary suggested.

"Alright," Dick agreed, "well, I suppose it all started after you died, when I was 9. As you know, I was taken in by Bruce Wayne, and I went to live with him at Wayne Manor. At the start, Bruce was hardly there, always at work meetings or out doing charity work. I was quite lonely, having my only company in Bruce's butler, Alfred."

His parents glanced sadly at one another.

"It was like that for the first month or so, that is, until I discovered his secret."

"What secret?" John asked.

"That Bruce Wayne," Dick announced, "is Batman."

His parents gaped at him.

"Well," Mary said, "that does explain a few things."

"When I found out," Dick continued, "I asked him to train me. I wanted to see your killer put behind bars. Reluctantly, Bruce agreed."

"How did you manage that?" John asked.

Dick smirked, "I may or may not have threatened to reveal his identity."

"When you were 9?"

Dick nodded.

"Anyway, he did as he'd promised, and about a month later, I went out into the field for the first time," Dick paused, "I'm sure you've heard of Robin?"

His parents gazed at him in amazement.

"You mean you were..."

Dick nodded, "Yes, I was the first Robin."

"The first?" his mother asked, "you mean there were more?"

"When I was 16," Dick replied, "I had an argument with Bruce. I ended up leaving, and ran away to Jump City for two years, where I became the leader of the team known as the Teen Titans. Once I'd left, Bruce got a second Robin, Jason Todd."

Dick sighed, "Jason was killed by the Joker 2 years later."

His parents gasped.

"After that, there was a third Robin, Tim Drake. He became Red Robin 2 years ago. Now, there's a fourth, Damian Wayne, Bruce's son. And Jason was brought back to life by Ra's Al Guhl."

They sat in silence for a minute.

"What did you do though," his father asked, "you couldn't be Robin anymore if there were others."

Dick smirked, his mother already knew what was coming.

"Where do you think I was," Dick asked, "at the bridge?"

His father looked at him strangely.

"I don't know," he replied, "you disappeared shortly before..."

He stopped abruptly as he realized what he was saying.

"You're..."

"Yep," Dick replied, popping the 'p', "I am."

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Dick drove his parents towards Wayne Manor.

"I think," he said, " that you should wait in the car while I explain everything to everyone. Once I've done that, I will come and fetch you so you can meet Bruce and the others."

"Alright," his parents agreed.

Dick left his car parked in front of the doors and used his key to gain entry to the large building. Once inside, he was greeted by Bruce, who had returned to the manor after seeing Dick at the bridge.

"Where have you been?" he asked, "what were you doing in the area anyway?"

"Well," Dick began, "it's rather difficult to explain."

He then spent the next 10 minutes briefly explaining everything to Bruce, the latter's eyebrows rising with every word.

When Dick had finished, the pair stood in silence for a minute, the Dark Knight mulling over what the younger he had told him.

"That is quite unbelievable," Bruce said, eventually, "and quite strange too. But you had better ask them inside."

"Of course," Dick said, heading back outside to where his parents waited in the car.

He asked them to come inside, and they followed him.

Bruce, when he saw them, had to admit that he could see the resemblance between Dick and his parents. Dick had his father's jet-black hair and facial features, but his mother's bright blue eyes.

The Graysons were then introduced to Bruce, and they thanked him for taking Duck in once they had gone. They all seemed to get on quite well.

The group was busy talking at the bottom of the stairs when the shouts started above them. Dick, knowing the cause, ran up the stairs to try and stop his brothers from killing each other.

He followed the shouting to the hallway outside Damian's bedroom, where he found all 3 of them there, Damian currently busy trying to stab Jason with a knife. Dick ran forwards and managed to separate the 2 of them, noticing Tim standing in the corner laughing silently to himself. Once he had pried the two apart, Damian then started lunging towards him. Dick dogged his attack,but Damian wasn't able to stop in time, and ended up crashing into the wall. Jason laughed, so Damian started going after him again.

They chase lead the group of four boys down the flight of stairs, startling 2 of the three adults at the bottom. Dick and Tim were running after Jason and Damian, Jason running from Damian who still brandished the knife.

The adults watched the science, Bruce with weariness, John and Mary in a mixture of curiosity and fright, granted that the youngest was going after his brother with a knife. A knife.

It's a good thing that the Graysons were aware of all the facts, or they probably would have called child services or something.

Dick and Tim eventually managed to wrestle the knife from Damian, gaining a few scratches from his sharp nails as they did so. Damian was then held back by Dick, who had him by the arms. Damian, meanwhile, was glaring at anyone who dared to look at him.

"Damian," Dick demanded in a tone his parents had never heard from him before, "apologise to Jason."

"Why should I?" he demanded, glaring furiously.

Damian, however, had only known Batman for 2 years, whereas Dick had known him for 11, so his glare beat Damian's in curiosity. It intimidated his parents, and it was even directed towards them.

Damian relented.

"Alright," he growled, "I apologise, Todd. Now will you let me go?"

Dick let Damian go.

Now that the commotion was over, the 3 younger boys finally noticed the two other adults in the room. Those adults, meanwhile, were all busy looking at the 3 boys, the ones their son thought of as brothers.

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