Tim pov

Its been a few days since the whole cat, humanoid, transformation, neko, thing. It's been hard because being a cat in general is fucking hard. But I've learn, to blend in. And hopefully I can go back on patrol. To find Cat Woman and Posion Ivy.

But there is a party being held by Miss Gunner. She is a scientist, she specializes with the mental abilities. Such as personality disorder, schizophrenia, and bipolar disorder. She is trying to find a better way to cooperate with it. She says trying to cure it on the first blow, could compromise it. Learning to live with it first and cooperating with it is the first step. And that is some good thinking.

Sounds intriguing as I continue to read her article, on my phone. I felt Jason move next to my and slowly get up to put his head on my shoulder. To see what I am doing.

"What you doing, Babybird," he mumbles and yawns, pulling me closer.

I can feel my goddamn tail move, "Reading another article, Miss Gunner made."

"Doesn't she have a party," sounding stupidly confuse, why do you have to be so hot.

"Yeah."

"Do I have to go?"

"Yes, Jay. We have to go and maybe we could do something fun when we come back," I smile seductively.

"That sounds promising," and I giggle when he snuggles closer to me, tickling me while he's at it.

The phone was now abandon as I put my focus on Jason. He turns me on my back on the bed, in my room and kisses me.

I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my hand in his hair. His hands finds a spot on my hips, drawing circles on my hips. He deepens the kiss as he slides his tongue in my mouth. I moan as he does that, our tongues dancing together. I feel a hand slide up my shirt, then-

Knock, knock, knock

Then a knock comes at the door. Jason groans and shoves his head in my shoulder.

"Who is it," I yell.

"It's me, Alfred, Master Tim, I am here to inform you that it's time to get ready for Miss Gunner's party. And please do dress nicely, Master Jason."

Me and Jason both freeze and looks at each other, "Will do Alfred."

We hear footsteps disappear. We look at tthe door for awhile and look back at each other, "How does he know?"

"I don't know," I truly have no idea how Alfred knows, "Maybe nothing gets pass by Alfred."

"Maybe, or maybe he just a mindreader," I look at him, "What's with that face?"

"Mindreader, seriously. You still believe that?," I raise a brow.

"It makes sense," he shrugs.

"Oh my god," I said laughing at Jason's stupidity.

It took us maybe 30 minutes to get out of the bed. I watch Jason sneak out my room. Laughing while he does that and I lock my door. Picking a nice outfit, since the party is fancy, everyone dresses fancy.

To keep my the cat bullshit hidden. I have to wrap my tail around my waist and pin my ears to my hair and cover it with hair. And I pin the fuckers good.

*Moments later*

I get downstairs to see almost everyone dress nicely, some are still upstairs. Jason obviously not wearing a tie, has a few buttons, undo. Dick was the last one to get down.

"Is everyone ready?," Bruce asks, getting different forms of yes's.

We walk out the house and into the limo. The car ride was in the perfect, peaceful silence but was intruppted by teasing.

"Hey Damian, you ready to see your girlfriend," you could hear the smirk in Jason's tone.

"Huh, Dami has a girlfriend! Oh my god, that is actually really surprising," Dick said.

I laugh because I would be amazed if he did. Like who would want to date this demon.

"I don't have a girlfriend. You nosey, ungrateful-"

"Damian," Bruce has cut Damian off, with a stern tone.

Kinda hoping to see what he would have said, poo.

The bircking ended when the limo came to a full stop. Looks like we're here. Alfred got out and opened the door.

"We are here Master Bruce."

"Thank you Alfred," was said by all of us.

We stepped out and Miss Gunner has a nice house. Not as big as Bruce's but it's homey. We walk up the steps an into the open door.

We see all ages, well except for babies and toddlers. The inside seemed to be a ballroom. A giant crystal chandelier in the middle of the room that seems to be lit up by candles. There was even a fireplace, that was being used in the far right.

Child friendly as you can see a servant watching the children make Smores. That sounds good. The were more servants on the side serving food and drinks at tables. While others walked around serving drinks and smaller portions on trays.

People were litter everywhere some dance, some just simply talking. Then we see Miss Gunner walking towards us.

"Welcome Bruce and these must be your boys you love talking about," she smiles sweetly.

"Yes, this is Damian, Tim, Dick, and Jason," we gave very different versions of hello.

"That reminds me, were is my own," she looks around until she pauses and smiles, "J.J."

We see a girl with brown curled hair, who looks to be relieved. Her hair is covering her left eye. She was wearing a simple black dress and fingerless black gloves. I look at Damian, who seems to be sporting a red face. J.J. walks to us.

Jason being the sneaky person he is puts a hand on my lower back.

"Yeah," she moves her bangs out of her face, to reveal a blue eye.

"I didn't know you have heterochromia, " Bruce says.

She looks down, seems to be embarrass by her eyes, "Yeah, I wear contacts to see and change an eye color."

"I think there pretty," we look shock, well the Wayne party looked shocked because Damian, just complimented on someone.

"Why thank you, Damian," J.J. smiles.

We all continue to talk. Some going our separate ways like Damian and J.J. are still talking. Bruce and I talked to Miss Gunner because her theory and mental illnesses, is really interesting.

Jason and Dick went staring for the food. I still want Smores, dammit.

??? pov

"Ready to crash a party."

"Hell to the yes, dad."

"Good."