#de-aging

In that time, he's not a very fussy nor a very happy baby. Mostly he just looks at and interacts with the world with this vague look of disgruntled boredom.

(Tim marvels at Damian apparently being born with Resting Bat Face.)

The only exception is with Jason. Jason walks into the cave, pulls off his helmet, and baby Damian immediately smiles. Reaches for him. Jason, who just got here and has no idea what's going on, almost instinctively takes Damian straight out of Dick's arms.

(Dick is mildly offended, but too shocked at baby Damian smiling for the first time to even try to stop him.)

Jason takes a closer look at the baby he is suddenly holding for some reason, and realizes he recognizes him. Again, almost instinctively, he begins lightly bouncing Damian as he speaks in his thickest Alley accent.

"Damn, Bat-ling, someone fucked you good didn't they." The others would protest the language if they weren't too shocked to do more than stare at the moment. Damian smiles bigger and starts reaching up for Jason's white stripe. Jason lifts him higher to let him grab at it, just a little.

"Yeah they did. Not a single thought going on up there now is there." Jason pitches his voice a little higher. "Lookit you, just as empty headed as your Baba Brucie."

Everybody pray for Ratchet

https://archiveofourown.org/works/83117371

Usual stuff first, maybe it was a Gotham rogue with science, perhaps somebody external with magic; doesn't matter much. Except this wasn't an attack on Batman, it was meant for Bruce Wayne...meaning the manor was attacked.

First, the JL get rid of the threat, and then find the rest of the family. Diana finds Dick, he's a very small baby, maybe even months old, and he hangs from a chandelier.

While everyone freaks out about how he got there, Oliver, who remembers seeing Dick's first gala stunt, deduces he probably shrunk down until he was that age, and either an eight or seven old Dick was the one to climb there.

The ones who don't stay babying baby Dick and taking pics, look for Bruce. This has happened before, so they are betting on two options: a recently traumatized eight-year-old, or younger and looking for his parents. Hal bets on an angry teenager Bruce because it would be hilarious.

What they don't expect to find, is a twenty-something Alfred Pennyworth with Bruce on his hips and in a state of absolute panic. Because he is the youngest intelligence agent Britain has seen in a while, he can tell something is very wrong, and will not reason with these weird people in Wayne Manor for the life of him.

Hal tries to approach him, having apparently not learned his lesson of not judging someone's capabilities just because they don't have magic, powers or a ring, from Batman. Agent A has him immobilized on the ground in three seconds flat, Bruce on his hip and all.

Hal then understands this young man raised Batman after all.

Superman is ready for when he inevitably asks where the Waynes are, he's had this conversation with little Bruce before, and it was actually Alfred himself who advised him how to. Clark is not ready for Alfred to ask for his father, the previous butler who would indeed know what's going on, because what do you say to that? It doesn't help that Bruce is absolutely not letting go of Alfred, the only person he recognizes there.

It's not Batman's business, it's Bruce Wayne's business, so the GCPD does get there. The JL don't know what to do when instead of being understanding and helping out, Jim Gordon *pales*. "You're telling me...a young Alfred Pennyworth-an on edge young Alfred Pennyworth, is in there...nope, not in a million years, I remember the Martha incident" no one asks what he means.

It takes a retired Harvey Bullock to come down grunting to calm the Brit down a bit, he tells him to let them help out rather harshly, and the JL thinks Gordon fucked up by calling this man: But Alfred does back down then, the issue getting resolved after that.

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When you were young

Summary:

When Eddie gets a call from a frazzled Robin that Steve is somehow four years old, he rushes over to help. When he sees tiny Steve all quiet and unlike himself, he decides immediately that he's stealing him. What could go wrong?

The fic can be found >on ao3 HERE< more details/tags under the cut