Yes I know. It's been like two years since I last posted anything.  I blame my addiction with Percy Jackson and Superntaural. (and SPN's queerbaiting.) But this whole corona situation is getting to me and I really want to finsh this story. Don't hate me plz. Here is a nice long chapter of the brothers talking about feelings. 

Meanwhile with Tim and Peter

"And that's it." Tim said as he finally finished his backstory. Peter stared with wide eyes, not knowing what to say. He's never heard such a life before. Peters story compared to Tim's was like comapring the Percy Jackson movies to the book series. (hehehehehehe)

"And I thought my life was bad. Tim, I can't believe you went through all of that. I'm so sorry." Peter said with sorrow. Tim gave him a sad smile.

"It's alright Peter. I chose this life, no one asked me to step up and be the next robin. But Bruce, man, you should have seen him. He was so angry and dark. Even though I barely knew the man I had to do something." Tim said. It's safe to say that finally telling someone about his life and what he does is helpful. It makes Tim not feel worthless.

"Okay let me get this straight. You come from an alterante reality where instead of the Avengers its the Justice Leauge and you do all these things for your family and they don't appreaciate you once? That's so messed up. But I get how you feel Tim. Mr. Stark always kept me in the shadows and never did much Avenger things." Peter said. 

"Peter, what you are doing it fine. From what it seems, your world doens't have superheros that deal with small problems. Keep saving Queens, it'll be worth it in the long run. Hell, it'll be wirht it in the short run. I mean, you have the coolest powers ever! Spider like abilites. Man, I envy you for that."

"Well technaically I'm not the only hero on the streets. Just Queens. I mean theres a few in Harlem and Hells Kitchen. But you have the best fighting skills ever! You were able to fight Sam and not end up with a broken arm. And the way Damian punched Black Widows lights out! Bruce-Batman trained you well. Too well." Peter said like any fangirl would. 

"Yeah, well I'm afriad those fighting skill aren't enough."

"How do you mean?"

"You saw that fight. Did you see that guy with the owl mask?"

"Yeah, got a bad vibe from him. Why?"

"Peter you know how you have HYDRA here?" Peter nodded. "Well in our world that's the same as the Court of Owls."

"Court of Owls?"

"This organized crime group and secret society that controlled Gotham since the colonial times. I thought Burce, Dick, Kate, and Damian took care of them but apparently they're back. Peter, I'm not gonna lie, they scare me. they scare all of us. They brough us here to open a portal to our world so they can take over yours." Tim said.

"Why do they scare you so much?"

"They did a lot of damage to my family, to Gotham. " To Dick.

"Well, that's not gonna happen. You should tell Mr.Stark about this, if he knew-"

"If he knew, he would flip out! We weren't exactly disscreat with the Rouge Avengers. No, the court got to them. They tried to turn us in."

"But if the court wants you to make this portal then why try to take you away from the tech that can?" Peter asked. Tim needed to think about that. What did the court want? Why now? Why here? Deep down Tim knew the answer. But he couldn't allow himslef to think that way.

"The Rouge Avengers are gonna track us down. How secure is this base?" Tim asked.

"Not as secure as your Batcave of JL headquarters but secure enough. Man, Mr.Stark is gonna be so pissed when he finds out that somone has better tech then him." Peter chuckled to himself.

"Yeah, Peter look: You can't tell Tony about us. No matter what. Our secret identies are sacred and if anyone, I mean anyone finds out about it, we're all gonna be in danger." Tim said.

"Trust me, I know. There are plenty of bad guys out there that would love to know who Spider-Man is, but this doens't seem like the time to hide it." Peter said.

"My brothers will be pissed at me. Hell, two of them might just kill me." Tim said.

"Weren't you just in a fight with them?" 

"How do you know that?"

"My senses sort of dial to eleven. I heard the whole thing." Peter shyly admitted. Tim felt his face fluster. Peter felt guilty. The last thing he wanted was to make Tim feel embaressed. 

"It's fine. Arguments like that only happen when we're all together."

"I thought you were brothers?"

"Yeah but we don't always get along. I mean we have our moments. But most of the time its just chaos."

"Well it wouldn't be family if there was chaos. I don't have brothers but I used to have my uncle Ben. He and Aunt May would argue over the dumbest things."

"You know on the way here, Damian and I were fighting over chips. Chips. Actaully, in the manison it's just Damian, Alfred, Bruce, Damians pets, and me most of the time. Dick comes once in a while." Tim said.

"And Jason?"

"This is the first time I saw him in six months.  He and Bruce, well actually he doesn't get along with many but me and maybe Dick. But at times he'll call me replacemnt and treat me like shit. It's like he's on his period whenever he comes." Tim said angerly. Peter placed a hand on Tims shoulder.

"Maybe it's time to just be brothers and no longer heros? Maybe some brother time is all you need. Central park seems like a nice place to take out steam." Peter suggested.

"But the Court, the Rouge Avengers?"

"I'm sure they wouldn't attack in broad daylight. They don't seem the type?" Peter said questionably. 

"I guess your right. I hope everyone can get on board with it." Tim said. He really wanted to fix the bond with his brothers. They all hode behind their mask so much they forget that they're actually people.

"And once that's done we can tinker in the lab and find a way to contact Bruce. Just you and me."

"I'd like that Peter. I actually have an idea of how to do that. Thanks a lot. And no telling Bruce alright?"

"I promise. I have to go now,  Aunt May doens't like me out after 11 PM." Peter said.

"See ya later Peter!" Tim said as Peter crawled out of the window and ran across the field. As Tim closed his window  he felt like the air had finally cleard fro him. Maybe a day of just being brothers was what they needed. 

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Meanwhile with Dami and Jay

The two brothers sat on opposite ends of the room, not daring to say a word to each other. Even though their faces wouldn't show it, they felt bad for taking their anger out on Tim. 

"You know Todd, father comapred me to you once. He said that we both had the temper and idiocy to jump the gun on missions." Damian stated.

"Guess he's right then." Jason said. "Damian, I think we went too far this time. Tim, Tim was just trying to help and we just always get in the way."

"You mean you always get in the way." Damian said. 

"I was trying to be noce but I guess mommy never really taught you that word in the vocabulary." Jason said.

"No, she didn't." Damian siad through his teeth. Jason felt like an ass, more than usual. He knew first hand how Thalia al Ghul was. She sort of gave him his sanity back after being brought back to life.

"Sorry. Damian, look........... we both didn't have an........easy life and......... I guess we have a lot of ........anger that we need to get out." Jason said as nicley as he could. It's easy to notice that Jason Todd was not one to share his feelings.

"What do you suggest then? We go to a damn shrink?" Damian said.

"I'm saying we're climbing the walls trying to find a way home. I'm getting cabin fever from being in the base."

"We've only been here for at least three days, Todd." Damian said.

"Yeah well the pressure of the Court and these off brand Justice Leauge members is killing me. Maybe getting out of here might help."

"Last time you did that, we got in a fight." Damian said.

"I remember. Look we just need to get out. Go somewhere, do something." Jaosn said.

">TT< like you ever cared about us."

"What?"

"I mean when was the last time you ever wanted to be with us? Any of us? All you do is run from your feelings and then you come back to the manor as if you never left and you expect us to welcome you with open arms! Maybe Grayson, Drake, and father can forgive you for that but I can't! We needed you and you weren't there. So I'm sorry if your little feelings are hurt." Damian said. Before Jason could say anything Damian stromed out of the room, slamming it behind him. Jason flinched.

Jason knew Damian had every right to say what he said. 

Tomorrow he wants to make thing right.

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The next morning Tony wakes to see that the four brothers were all very distant from each other than usual. Jason and Damian barley talked to Tim or each other. Dick tried to talk to everyone but they all just shrugged it off. Tony was hoping Dick would handle the situation.

"So, anything on those four people?" Dick suddenly asked. 

"No, maybe they were just new heros?" Tony suggested. Tony knew that new heros kept on poopping up in New York, but the fact that they could beat up Steve and Natasha like it was nothing was a warning sign of some sorts.

"So are you gonna fix whatever is going on with your brothers?" Tony asked Dick.

"I wouldn't be a good brother of I didn't. I just don't know how." Dick admitted.

"You could go out, feel the breeze.  Get some vitamin D." Tony said.

"Definatly This pressure of trying to get home is making me go crazy."

Dick got up from where he was and walked to see that his brothers were all in the same living space, but they were social distancing themselves from each other, as if they thought the other was a deadly virus that needed to be avoided. 

"Guys, I think we all agree we need to clear the air." Dick said.

"I was thinking the saem thing actually." Tim said. 

"I guess." Jason quielty said.

"Whatever. Why now? What's so special about now?" Damian asked.

"Dami, the court is back and we don't even knwo the first thing they want. If we are going to get through this, we need to do it together. All these arguaments and bottled up anger leads to no where." Dick said.

"Um, we can go to Central Park?" Tim suggested.

"I thought you wnated to hang out with your nerd boyfriend or somthing." Jason said. Tim glared at Jason.

"His name is Peter.  And maybe if you took the time you would notice that hes a genius and could really help us with getting home." Tim said to Jason.
"Plus, Peter deosn't come back until after school or something. So we might as well go out and try to clear the air." Tim said.

"Yeah or else this tikcing time bomb will explode." Damian said.

"Yeah it just might Damian." Tim said bitterly.

"Alright. Enough. Guys, I'm tired of this back and forth between us. Let's just go to Central Park and try to be brothers." Dick sain in defeat. The brothers knew that voice, it was the voice of deafeat. The last thing they wanted was to make Dick feel like he was failing. Jason put out his cigarette, not even going to acknowledge the fact that Dick didn't bother him about smoking.

"Alright. I'll drive." Jason said. 

And the four went off.