~Third POV~With Danny~

"The last time you said that, the entire living room was red and white for a week after you blew up that paint bomb on everyone!" Tim's voice sounded from upstairs. 

"Well this time, nothing is going to be painted," Jason shouted back. "At least I think," he looked over at Danny who was biting his bottom lip and nervously cracking his fingers. 

"What is it, Todd?" Damian asked rather unkindly as his foot steps approached the stairs. 

"Well, if I tell you, it's not a surprise, is it?" The taller swung his arm around the older.

There was a huff, then a sound of things falling, some yelling, Danny almost attempting to get away if Jason didn't have an arm wrapped around him, and then there was footsteps leading to the stairs. 

"Better be ready 'cause you ain't getting away," Jason looked over at Danny, who tensed as the steps came closer. 

Next thing the halfa knew, there was a cry of his name as a body collided with his. 

"Hey, Dick," Danny soothed into his brothers shoulder, Jason releasing the boy as soon as Dick entered the room. 

"Why did you run, Danny? Do you know how worried I was when you left?! We can help you! Just don't leave me again..." Dick started sobbing into Danny's neck, the older having tears threatening to spill out in the corner of his eyes. 

"I won't," Danny whispered. "I promise I won't leave you again, Dick. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." And like that, he started crying with his brother. 

"Welp, my jobs done now!" Jason clapped his hands and started for the stairs. 

"Thank you, Jason," Danny muttered, running a hand through Dick's hair. 

Jason didn't respond, but he let a smile grace his face as he turned down the hall and up the stairs. 

After a minute or so, the twins broke apart and made their way to the couch. 

The other four people that had gathered in the room as to see what was going on, had already left the room. 

"Why'd you run?" Dick asked, blue eyes shinning bright with tears.

"I was being an idiot," Danny replied, looking at the floor.

"Yeah, you were."

The two sat like that for a few minutes, neither knowing what to say. Every once and a while the twins would look at the other like he was about to speak before changing their mind.

"So what now?"

"I don't know. I didn't think I'd get this far..."

Dick huffed out a breath of amusement.

"I actually have something I want to tell you," the younger twin paused and studied his brother's face. "I-"

Dick didn't get to finish as his phone started going off.

"Sorry, Danny."They Joker's been spotted with some of his goons. We'll continue when I get back?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll just wait here until you get back," Danny offered Dick a tentative smile, which the taller returned.

With that, Dick hurried off to Bruce's study, a multitude of footsteps heading in the same direction.

Danny sighed, running a hand through his ponytail.

"Maybe I should cut it..." The boy huffed undoing the ponytail only to re-tie properly a moment later.

"Master Daniel, the boys will be gone for a while. Would you like to take a shower And after, we can figure out what to do with your hair," Alfred spoke appearing from the arch way.

Danny nodded, blushing slightly. 

"Yeah, would you show me the way?" 

Alfred gestured for the child to follow him down a hallway.

"I do believe Master Timothy's clothes will fit you for now," Alfred muttered mostly to himself as he opened the bathroom door. "I shall bring some of his clothes and leave them set out for you, Master Daniel."

Alfred had started walking away before Danny could say any words in thanks.

Hey guys! Yup! I'm late! Again! Got sick on this chapter a bit is all, sorry about the wait. Leave suggestions in the comments about what you want to see. Until next time, bye!

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