#batmoblie

Tonight was one of the rare nights that Bruce and the boys stayed home, and went to bed earlier than 4 AM. It was storming pretty bad outside, and I was grateful that Bruce called off tonight’s patrol. The boys argued the entire night over a game of monopoly that ended with Damian flipping the board. He even went as far as to throwing the metal alloy top hat piece at Jason.

“Cheater! You cheated, Todd!” The 12 year old boy screeched and both you and Bruce stared at him. “Damian Wayne! Was that necessary?” I asked and the boy looked at me, “But mother, he clearly cheated! Since when has he been smart enough to win a game that uses some mathematics? Or Monopoly in general?” Damian said as he gestured between the now scattered board game, and Jason.

Jason stood up, “I didn’t cheat, you demon spawn!” Damian got close up to Jason’s face, “Yes.You.Did. I never lose a game of monopoly and this time should have been no different.” Damian seethed and everyone was watching the argument go back and forth.

Dick was laughing and Tim rolled his eyes, trying to pick up the scattered cards. Bruce rubbed his forehead, “Boys, it was just a game. Damian, other people can win, you know….” Damian turned to Bruce, “But father, I never lose a game. I understand if it were you or Mother, or the other two dingbats. BUT TO JASON? It doesn’t make sense!” He said and I stood up from the carpet.

“Damian and Jason, I expect you two to clean this mess up, now. I don’t want to hear another word from either of you. Damian, honey, you need to learn that you can lose and it is okay to lose.” I say as I ruffled his hair. Usually, the person who wins the “Wayne’s Friendly Game of Monopoly”, gets a little trophy that says: “CHAMP”. It started as a joke, and we continued on the little tradition.

I handed the little trophy to Jason and he smiled, “Good job, Jay. Help Damian clean up the mess, please.” I say as I gave him a hug and Jason put the trophy on the table and began picking up cards. Damian was on the floor searching for the metal pieces, “Stupid. Jason. My trophy. I can’t lose to that moron..” Damian mumbled.

Bruce picked up my hand and led me up the stairs to our bedroom. “Should we really leave those two out there alone?” I ask and Bruce grinned. “Y/N, they will be fine. Let’s go upstairs and we can have some much needed alone time.” He whispered and closed the bedroom door behind me, and locked the door.

He pressed a kiss to my neck, “Okay, I like the sound of that…” I say and he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Bruce gently laid me down on the bed, and hovered over me pressing kisses to my cheeks and his hand ran down underneath my shirt.

………..A FEW HOURS LATER………..

Bruce’s hand rested on my naked hip, “Goodnight…” he said and it barely came out audible. We both were exhausted and ready to go to sleep. “Goodnight, Brucie.”

I was almost asleep when I heard a click and the doorknob turned. Assuming it was Bruce, I closed my eyes and snuggled closer into my pillow. I felt Bruce pull me closer and when I opened my eyes, Damian was standing next to my bedside. Letting out a scream, Bruce jumped, “What! What?”

“Damian! What are you doing?” I ask as I pull the sheet closer to my body.

“Mother, Father, I need to know where we keep the extra chloroform at..” he said and Bruce flipped over and pulled the sheet over his head. “I don’t know Damian….. Check in the bat cave,” Damian was about to exit the bedroom.

“Woah, woah, hold it right there mister.” I say as I sat up straight, holding the bed sheet tight to my body. “Why, exactly, do you need chloroform at-“ I looked over at the alarm clock, “at 2 in the morning?” I ask and Damian put his hand on his hip. “Because, mother, I can’t sleep and I need to put some on my utility belt.” He said and I rolled my eyes.

“Go to bed, Damian.” I say and he closed the door behind him. “Bruce, didn’t we have the door locked?” I asked and Bruce shrugged his shoulders. I heard another click, and sighed. “Bruce….” I say shaking his shoulder.

Bruce flipped over, “What, babe? I’m tired, please let me sleep..” he said and I shook his shoulder again. “Do you attach chloroform to the utility belts?”

“No, Y/N. I usually just punch the criminal to knock them out. I hardly ever use chloroform…” he said as a soft snore left his lips.

Then it hit me. Damian and chloroform equals an unconscious Jason. Quickly, I put on a robe and tied it closed, and rushed to Jason’s room. The door was cracked open and Damian was standing with a rag in his hand, over a sleeping Jason. “Damian Thomas Wayne…” I hissed and the boy looked up. “Get over here, now!”

Damian walked away slowly from Jason and came out in the hallway. “I just wanted the trophy, Mother! The chloroform would just knock him out while I took it. Plus, I would’ve done everyone a favor.” He said as he glared into the bedroom.

“How would that be doing anyone a favor?” I asked and Damian looked back at me, “Doesn’t his snoring annoy you?” He asked and before I could answer, a loud snore emitted from the dark bedroom. I closed the door and shook my head, “Damian, bed, now.” I say as I took the rag and bottle from the dark haired boy. I watched him to make sure that he went back to his room, and once he did, I went back to bedroom and tossed the rag on to the bathroom counter.

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THE NEXT MORNING

Bruce woke up and then I followed him into the bathroom. He picked up the chloroform rag and was about to wet it so he could wash his face. “I wouldn’t use that rag if I were you.” I say and Bruce looked down at it. “Why?” He questioned looking at it.

“Because our son tried to drug our other son in order to get last night’s trophy.” I say and Bruce tossed the rag into the trash. “Did he succeed?” He asked and I shook my head. “Nope, momma got there before he got the chance.” I say and Bruce smiled and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Good.”

The sound of a thud came from the hallway and Tim yelled, “MOM, DAD, DAMIAN USED CHLOROFORM ON JASON!”

“IT’S MINE! I TOOK WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE!” Damian yells as he barrels down the stairs. I look over at Bruce, “Did you lock the cabinet?” He asked and I gasped.

“You have a cabinet full of chloroform that Damian is able to reach?” I ask and Bruce’s cheeks turn red, “I didn’t think he’d get into it!” He said as he followed me out of the bedroom.

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