Just so you know I am very proud of that title.

BUT ALSO THIS ONESHOT WAS SUGGESTED BY MY FRIEND Writerking1

IF YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT THE SUGGESTION WAS YOUR JUST GONNA HAVE TO READ AND FIND OUT!

Normal POV

"NIGHTWING!" Red Hood shouted as the hero was shot with a ray gun which did who knows what. The four BatBoys were patrolling in Gotham together, when a low life thug was seen. He looked easy to take down but then he pulled out some high tech weaponary. The gun sent out a blinding light, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening to the oldest hero.

"I CAN'T SEE HIM!" Tim yelled.

"NEITHER CAN I!" Damian responded. It was impossible to see over the light. So they waited until, what felt like an eternity, for the light to fade away.

The three BatBoys didn't see anything where there brother had once stood. Tears welled up in there eyes.

Then a small yell came from the ground. They all looked towards the sound. Only to see that their brother was no where near dead. He was just . . . Shrunk? Nightwing was the about the size of a keychain toy. Which was a dramatic difference from his normal 6 feet. Lucky for them, his clothes had shrunk along with him.

Jason forced down a laugh, "You- You Good Nightwing?" He forced out.

"Yah I'm good! Except this SUCKS!" The mini man yelled. Tim AKA Red Robin (yummmm), gently picked up his brother and set him in his hand.

Damian and Jason burst out laughing from their brother's misfortune. Dick hung his head out of embarrassment and sadness.

"Awww it's ok." Tim said as he used his finger to gently stroke the top of the man's head comfortingly. Dick leaned into the touch, it felt very nice. Tim smiled at how the older appeared to enjoy being petted.

The idiot thug was still standing in the alley, staring dumbly at the heroes. He was about to leave when Damian walked up to him.

"Where'd you get that gun." He said threateningly. The thug made the right decision to tell the truth immediately.

"Joker s-sold it to me. Said if I hit one of you he'd pay me. I didn't have any clue it would do that." The dumbfounded thug said. Damian sighed and punched the guy, successfully knocking him out. He grabbed the gun and brought it back to his brothers.

"Joker made, so it shouldn't be permanent." Everyone sighed in relief.

"So. . .Back to the Batcave?" Dick said. Everyone shrugged, what else could they do?

IN THE BATCAVE

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, of course, this would happen to Dick.

"We're gonna have to run tests. Figure out how long you'll be like this." Bruce said moving towards his computer.

"We're gonna need supplies, we don't know how long Grayson will be like this," Tim said.

"Where the heck are we gonna- oh please no," Jason said, realization hitting him.

ITS A SCENERY CHANGE AND YOUR GONNA LOVE WHERE!

Red Hood, Red Robin (yummm), and Robin walked into Toys R Us, masks and all. Red Hood walked up to a worker.

"Where is your toy section." The hero said, his voice deeper than usual. The poor worker looked like he was about to faint as he pointed towards the aisle.

"Thank you." Red Robin said in a nicer tone as they walked past him.

The three walked into the doll section, straight-faced as ever. The grabbed some small doll clothes that would fit there brother ( Jason grabbed some barbie dresses for kicks ) and some tiny furniture (a couch, bed, small bathtub)

The heroes paid and left. Oh, they were never gonna live this down.

BACK IN WAAAYYYNNE MANOR!

"We're back," Jason said as the heroes returned. They saw Bruce sitting near the island, talking to Alfred.

"Wheres Dick?" Tim asked.

"He passes out. He saw the needle I had to sue to draw some blood and he was out. I guess it looked huge to him. I got the tests I needed to do though. I made him a small bed with a matchbox and some cotton balls." The boys nodded and set the bags down.

MORNIN'

"Gosh that was a weird dream," Dick said as he stood up. Only to see he was laying in a matchbox on top of Bruce's dresser.

Dick sighed, "Not a dream."

"Oh, cool you're awake. We got you some stuff last night." Tim said as he came into his father's room to wake the mini man. He walked over to Dick and set his hand down by the box and allowed Dick to climb on. The two walked to the kitchen to find Alfred finishing breakfast, and the others talking by the table.

"I got him guys." Tim said as he entered the room, placing Dick down on the table.

"Dick I did some research on the gun you were shot with. You should only be small for little over a day." Bruce confirmed, Dick smiled.

"Also here's all the crap we had to go and buy." Jason grumbled, angrily muttering about how people saw them buy doll stuff. Tim pulled out a few doll outfits, which were made for boy dolls and action figures.

A SHORT WARDROBE BREAK

"What am I supposed to do all day." Tiny Dick whined.

"We could watch a movie." Tim said. He was, by far, being the nicest to the shrunken man. Dick shook his head yes. Tim smiled and gently picked the small man up. He walked to the living room and put in Stranger than Fiction.

Tim shrugged as he walked back to the couch, "It's a good movie." He sat down next to Dick, who he had put down on an arm rest. He started petting Dick's head again, much to his pleasure.

The movie began, and soon Jason and Damian came into the room and started watching too.

AND LIKE THAT THE MOVIE WAS OVER

When the movie finished all the regular sized boys stood up. Tim looked to where Dick had been seated, but saw no one.

"shoot. Do you guys see Dick?!" He said in a frantic tone. The other boys looked around them, slight panic on their face too.

"DICK!"

"GRAYSON!"

Then a heroic battle cry came from the doorway. It wasn't very intimidating however because it was quite high pitched. The three looked towards it only to see Dick riding Damian's cat.

"What the heck Dick!?!" Jason half yelled. Dick did a tiny laugh before riding away.

"Only he would do this while being shrunk." Jason sighed but went to follow him.

THE ADVENTURES OF TINY DICK GRAYSON

Dick was singing the mission impossible music as he scaled the dresser. He was even doing a dialogue like a mountain climber would.

"It's been around 100 minutes, and I'm about halfway up." "I don't know if I'll ever make it to the top and reach my reward." Tim stood nearby, a flashlight and camera in hand. He shone a light on what Dick had been climbing for. It was just a cookie, but Damian had set it up there to annoy the small man.

"Dick this isn't safe." Tim said, though it was quite enjoyable to watch.

"Don't ruin this Timmy. This. . .This is my moment!" Dick said as he finally reached the top. He pumped his fists into the air and reaped his reward. (Which was just as tall as him.)

Dick picked up his oversized cookie and broke off a piece that was within reasonable size. Tim smiled and put his hand down in the desk and let Dick climb onto it again. Still nibbling his tiny cookie.

"Hellooooo." Dick whispered in a ghosty voice.

Jason whipped his head from side to side. Looking for wherever the voice was coming from. He was completely unaware that Dick had climbed onto his shoulder.

"What! Whose there?!?" Tim and Damian were watching him from afar. Taking a video.

"You, you have done wrong. And you will feel the wrath of me! Unless. Unless you say the words 'Ballerina Superpower go!' Every morning when you wake up. Only then will you be safe."

Jason was spooked. He was so freaked out he completely forgot that his brother was shrunk and could've been doing this to him.

"REPEAT IT NOW!" Dick screamed in the heroes ear. He then jumped from his shoulder landing gracefully on the couch nearby.

"BALLERINA SUPERPOWERS GO!" He yelled, his face visibly pale. Everyone silently laughed, glad they got it on video. They left, never letting Jason in on the joke.

"Alright Dick you should turn back any minute." Bruce said.

"Wait! These clothes won't grow with me!" Dick screamed, his face bright red. Tim made a hasty decision and grabbed a blanket. And Dick screamed at them all to get out.

Once they came back in Dick was normal sized again. His lower half covered. He was swaying from side to side, about to pass out. Jason ran over to his brother and caught him quick.

"Well welcome back normal Dick."

Dick woke up completely fine after a few hours. They watched the video of him riding the cat, and him climbing mount dresser-ess. They didn't show Jason the video of him flipping out though. They say he still repeats the words every morning.

THAT WAS KIND OF LONG. But I hope it wasn't awful. In all honesty it would've been done yesterday but I've been procrastinating all day. Sorry 😅

SO MY FRIENDS, GOT ANYMORE SUGGESTIONS? I'VE GOT A SMALL RED BOOK WITH A COUPLE OF IDEAS I'VE BEEN SENT AND THOUGHT OF, BUT MORE WOULD BE AWESOME!

HAVE A STAR STELLAR DAY WEEK MONTH AND YEAR!!