No ever writes about Dick before the fall, before Bruce. Or before becoming a hero. And I just realized how badly I wanted to read some of that.

SO HERES MY ATTEMPT TO DO THAT! YAY!

Normal POV

"Dick, stop running!" The strong man yelled, almost falling as the child ran right under the crate he was carrying.

"Sorry!" Dick smiled, through his heavy accent. He slowed down until he was out the heavy-lifters sight, then started running again.

The 6-year-old ran past tents and filled over boxes, sprinting all the way to his destination. The boy stopped, breathing heavy through his bright contagious smile as he stepped into the tent.

"Hey there, Dick!" Haly, the ringmaster, said stepping away from the paperwork he was doing from behind his desk. "You looked like you just ran a marathon, bud! You run all the way here?"

Dick just laughed and nodded, "Mr. Simms yell at me and almost fall."

Haly sighed, but ruffled the youngest Graysons hair. "Well if you ran all the way here you must have some good news. What did you want to tell me?"

"I-" Dick paused thinking over his words. "Mami and Tati say I can try the big trapeze!"

"Can you now! You sure your big enough for it?" Haly teased, earning a little glare from the boy.

"I can do it! Big now!" Dick said, mouth becoming a smile. "I want you to come watch." Dick walked over to him and started trying to drag the older man out of his tent.

"Okay okay, buddy. Just give me a minute!"

"AM DOMNUL HALY!" (I have Mr. Haly) Dick shouted as he ran into the big tent, seeing his parents standing in the center ring. The two were casually talking, but were interrupted as the small ball of pure energy threw himself at his father.

John easily caught his son, "We can see that."

Mary walked over to Mr. Haly, "Sorry he dragged you all the way down here, he just really wanted you to see."

Haly smiled and shook his head, "It's fine, besides I wanna see what the kid can do, too." Mary smiled and walked back over to her son.

"Ready to fly, my little Robin?" Mary cooed, pinching the boy's sides. Dick laughed and nodded enthusiastically. "Ok then let's let Tati put the net up so you can try it."

The avian scrambled out of his father's arms and went to stand besides his mom.

John and Haly put the net up, securing it properly then checking it twice. Mary and Dick climbed up to the top and waited for the men to give them the 'OK'.

"READY!" John shouted upwards.

Mary turned to look at Dick, who was staring at the ground uncertainty. "Ready?"

Dick looked up at her, "Înalt . . ." (High . . .) Was all the boy could say. Mary smiled at her son.

"This is the big trapeze, so it's higher. But the nets there to catch you." She ruffled his hair, "But your so good you won't even fall."

Dick was beaming and turned back towards the trapeze, his excitement returning.

"I'm ready." He said, using his limited English.

"Ok." Mary nodded stepping back so Dick could have space. Dick looked between the bar and the ground before sighing and taking a step back.

And he flew.

He jumped off the ledge, grabbing the bar with practiced ease. Swinging from back and forth to warm up.

Mary climbed back down to the ground and watched with the other adults.

"When do you think he'll be show ready?" Haly said, awe obvious as he continued to watch the boy.

"I think he should start at 10." Mary said.

John chuckled, "And I say 8."

Haly shook his head at the two with a smile, "Whenever you two decide, I'm sure he'll be a show stopper."

Dick did numerous flips, still not perfecting the family's signature, but he was close.

"He definitely earned his name."

The couple nodded. They smiled as their boy swung from bar to bar, with as much grace and joy a Grayson should have.

That was their little Grayson.

Not to shabby!

And to sound like a broken record or anything . . . But I'm sorry again for not updating.

(But Super! Why don't you stop apologizing and just update to solve the problem?)

Yes, Yes. I know that's an easy solution. But when do I ever makes things simple! 😂

HAVE A STAR STELLAR DAY WEEK MONTH AND YEAR!