The Bat boys were sitting down at the kitchen island, eating the pancakes that Dick had whipped up a few minutes before hand. The three proper age boys watched in amazement as Jason ate pancake after pancake, syrup dripping down his chin. He wiped it away with the back of his hand, looking up at his siblings with a smile. "May I have some water, please?"

"Of course." Tim came back with a glass a moment later, settling back in across from the tiny child.

"Thank you." After Jason had chugged about half the ice water, he leaned back in the stool and swung his feet. "Can we see the library today? I wanna see if it is as cool as the city library, but seeing the house I think it is. Ooh, will I get to read any of the books? Please?"

Damian smirked, collecting the dirty plates and putting them in the sink next to the pans. "We can head to the library now, if you would like Jason." The five year old squealed and jumped on Damian's back, not noticing the way he slightly tensed.

"On we go, Dami!" The two current youngest boys trotted off towards the library, leaving Dick and Tim to trail behind.

"While we are up here, maybe we can search for more information on Klarion's spells and magic. There is bound to be some information." Tim whispered to Dick, "I really don't want to call Bruce about this. Or worse, summon the witch himself."

Dick gulped, shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts. He reassured Tim it wouldn't come to that before they opened the doors the Wayne Manor library and all its vast glory, smiling at little Jason's look of awe. Dick went to towards the section of old case files and information on villians, while Tim went to the section that contained everything to do with magic, spells, and interdimensional beings.

Meanwhile, Damian had his hands full with Jason, who was bouncing around from section to section, grabbing books off the shelf at a whim. Damian wondered if he would even be able to read most of the books, but still followed behind with a soft smile. They settled down on a couch by the fire place, Damian lighting a fire while Jason started a book from his stack.

Damian was very good at reading body language and movements, so he was a little shocked to see Jason was reading a fourth grade level book at the age of five. He did pause a few times and ask his older brother what one of the words meant, but those pauses were far and few between.

However, Damian did end up reading a book of fairytales to Jason and before he knew it, the little tyke was curled up to his side with his head on Damian's chest fast asleep.

Well, it was only six am. Damian thought, leaning his head back to rest his eyes.

And that is how Tim and Dick found their little brothers half an hour later, Jason curled up to Damian thumb in mouth snoring softly with Damian's arms around him and the rest of his body curled protectively around his brother.

Tim cooed before snapping a photo, shrugging when Dick shot him a look. "Blackmail purposes." Dick rolled his eyes and gestured for Tim to follow him to the couch across, sitting down and opening up the only two useful things he had found. Tim sank into the cushion next to him, placing a single book with a bookmarked page down. "Any luck?"

"Eh, sort of. What I found was only slightly relevant." Dick pointed to the file on the table. "Klarion has done this before and the good news is it was not permanent. Bad news, it took combined efforts of both Klarion and Doctor Fate to reverse the chaos magic."

"How are we going to get both of them in the same room?" Tim groaned.

"Summon Klarion and call Fate. Speaking of, his file." Dick slid it over and let Tim take a few minutes to go through it. When Tim nodded to sign he was done. "What did you find?"

"The spell Klarion used, I remembered some of the words he used." Tim did the same for Dick, letting him read it over. "If we can't manage to get Fate and Klarion, it says it will last six months to a year."

"Too long. How do we fix this like, today, with out letting Bruce  know?" Dick mumbled.

His brother's eyes lit up with an idea. "Superman!"

"Superman? He is with Batman and the League off world, remember?"

"No, he stayed back so Earth would have a defender. Plus, he can bring us Fate and Klarion!" Tim smiled brightly, excited for the thought of Bruce not killing him for letting Jason be turned into a five year old.

"You wanna yell or should I?" Dick cupped his hands at the same time as Tim, both turning to the window.

"Superman!"

A few moments later, the caped Kryptonian flew through the open window they had left for him, strolling up to the older two Bat boys. "Hey guys, what's going on?"

"We need your help with-" Tim got cut off by a little squeal.

"Is that Superman?" The three turned to see a sleepy looking Jason buzzing with excitement. He ran over over and scaled Dick's body, sitting on his shoulders. "You guys didn't tell me you knew Superman, oh my gosh this is so cool! Does Damian know? I should wake him up so he doesn't miss this!"

The little ball of five year old energy shot off Dick's shoulders and ran back to Damian, squealing the whole way. Superman stood there stunned, turning back to Tim and Dick. "Was that who I think it was?"

"If you think it was Jason then yes." Tim launched into the story of how they got here, wrapping up just as Jason came running back with Damian.

"See! I told you Superman is here!" Jason beamed up at Damian, bouncing on his toes. "Isn't that awesome, Dami?"

"It sure is, Jay." Damian laughed, swinging him up onto his back and causing an explosion of giggles. Superman raised an eyebrow, Damian just glared in return. "Hey, Jay? Why don't we go bring those books to your room?"

"But I want to hang out with Superman!"

"We will but we always have to clean up first." Damian ruffled his hair, leading him back to the pile of books.

"He sure brings out a different side of Damian like this." Superman chuckled. "What do you need my help with?"

"Getting him back to his right age." Dick handed him their research. "We thought maybe you could bring Klarion and Doctor Fate here to fix him before Bruce got back and no one would be any wiser?"

"Doctor Fate is off world with the rest of the League and without him I have no way of contacting Klarion." Superman apologized, handing the books back. "Bruce will find out eventually, anyways. He always does."

"I was afraid you were going to say that." Dick sighed, feeling his phone vibrate. He looked down and swore.

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot I had invited the team over for drinks tonight." He groaned. "What do I do? I can't cancel, they will just show up anyways."

"Damian and I will take Jason out for a bit, no biggie." Tim shrugged, turning to Superman. "Please don't say a word to Bruce."

"Scouts honor." He chuckled.

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"Tim isn't joining us tonight?" Wally asked, crashing on a couch next to Artemis.

"I sent him and Damian on a brotherly bonding trip." Dick told a partial truth, shrugging with ease. "They gotta accept it some day."

The team chuckled, raising glasses to that sentiment.

Alfred came in a few moments later with the phone held out towards Dick.

"Master Dick, its Damian."

"One night, come on guys." He muttered as he answered the phone. "What happened Damian?"

"It's Jason. We went to the pier and he started to freak out, saying he wanted to go home. He was having a total melt down. I think it was a flash back or something but we didn't know what to do so we are on our way back."

"What? Is he okay?" Dick gasped, forgetting his team was there.

"Shaken up, but okay. He is currently playing eye spy with Tim. We will be back in one minute."

Dick hung up the phone and groaned. "One job, one freaking job."

"Is everything alright, Dick?" M'gann asked cautiously, feeling the anxiety coming off of her friend.

"Yeah, Tim and Dami are almost home. Night didn't go as planned." He sighed, rubbing his temples. His eyes bulged when he remembered the third person just as the front door of the Manor opened.

"We're back!" Tim yelled, strolling into the lounge area.

"Where's Damian?" Wally asked, looking for the third Bat Bro.

"He, uh, is freshening up." Tim shrugged, catching Dick's worried glance. "Don't worry, he's okay. I gave him a hug and he was eager to come home."

"You hugged Damian?" Artemis snorted. "I'd love to see that."

Before anyone could say anything else a high pitched giggle erupted, as did the pitter patter of little feet. A squeal soon followed.

"You can't get me, nanana poopoo!" A small voice teased, a shrill of laughter sounding out as the door burst open and in flew five year old Jason with Damian hot on his heels. He easily scooped up his little brother, tickling him and ignoring the stares. "N-no f-air! You're taller so you're faster!"

"Well grow taller, short stack." Damian grinned, sticking his tongue out.

"Dick, who is that?" Conner whispered.

Jason finally noticed the others in the room and squealed, scrambling for the tallest of his brothers. He leapt onto Dick's shoulders, clawing at his hair. "Dickie, who are these people? Why is she green? Why does he look like Superman? Is Superman going to come play hide and seek again?" He peeked around the side of his brother's head, poking his cheek.

"These are my friends, Jay. They came over to hang out. They are safe and very nice. Do you want to say hi?" Dick asked, switching Jason to put him on his hip. Jason nuzzled his head on his chest, looking over the team.

"Hi! I'm Jason! I like to read and color but I'm not as good as Damian. Tim says it is cuz I'm still little but oh well. Oh! Tim is good at eye spy but not as good at bed time stories as Dickie!" Jason blurted in one breath.

"Jason? As in-" Tim cut Kaldur off.

"Mind link, please."

Mind link established. What is happening?

So, I was fighting Klarion the other day with Jason and he got hit by a magic blast. It de aged him and now here he is. We are working on a cure but it involves Doctor Fate and Klarion, not options at the moment.

Everyone turned back to Jason who had his tongue squished between his teeth as he wiggled out of Dick's grip. "Dami?"

"Yeah Jay?"

"You are a slow poke!" He squealed backing towards the door. Damian narrowed his eyes playfully.

"Oh, I'm going to get you."

"Gotta catch me first, slow poke!" Giggles erupted as he dashed out the door, Damian waiting a beat before giving chase.

"Those two seem close." M'gann cooed. Tim smirked and Dick shook his head at him but it was too late, he pulled out his phone with the picture of them cuddling asleep in the library. "Oh my goodness, so pure."

"I want to see!" The team crowded and melted at the picture, drinks forgotten.

"Does he know about...?" Kaldur gestured at the team pointedly.

"No, when he de aged he didn't even know who I was." Tim sighed, stretching across Artemis and Wally. "One step at a time."

"Dickie! Save me!" Jason screeched, bursting back in and diving into his lap, burying his head in his chest. Damian followed suit, walking towards him. "Nuh-uh! Dickie is home base, can't get me while I'm here, you nincompoop!"

"Takes one to know one!" Damian shot back teasingly, sticking his tongue out.

"Take that back." Jason giggled, getting comfortable in his brothers lap.

"Fine, you aren't a nincompoop. You are a slow poke."

"Says the one who didn't catch me." Jason grinned, squealing when Damian yanked him from Dick and tickled him mercilessly. They fell on the floor, Jason cuddling into Damian with a happy sleepy face.

"Jay, are you tired?" Tim grinned fondly.

"No! I don't get tired." He mumbled, clinging to Damian as he yawned. "I wanna be with you guys and your friends."

"Okay Jay, but bed time is soon." Tim reminded him, patting his head.

"Mmm." He was struggling to keep his eyes open. "Okay Timmy, okay."

The team watched as he drifted into sleep, his thumb going into his mouth as he snuggled closer to Damian. He mumbled before fully going to sleep. "Best...brothers...ever..."

The three shared looks and smiles, staring at their youngest.

"He is nothing like his grown up self." Conner murmured. "What happened between this and then?"

"Too much." The Bat boys replied with such fierceness the team actually flinched.

"Dami, why don't you take him to his room?" Damian gave Dick a pointed look, the two having a silent conversation. "Those don't happen til closer to four in the morning. He will be okay Damian."

He glared, standing with little Jay and stalked out. Tim looked uneasy, looking at Dick. "After what happened at the pier, what if he is more vulnerable?"

"All we can do is be there for him."

"What are you guys talking about?"

"Nightmares." They growled in unison.

"At this age? What could possibly have ha-"

"Too much, Artemis, too much." The team had never seen Dick Grayson's eyes get that dark before.

And they hoped they never did again.