I'VE WRITTEN TO SANTA THAT THIS ONESHOT BRINGS YOU ALL SOME MERRY CHEER

PLEASE SPRINKLE SOME CHRISTMAS JOY BY HITTING THAT VOTE BUTTON

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It was Christmas Eve and all the batkids were home at the manor, living peacefully together for once. All of them were calm and happy as they settled into a relaxation as they waited to do Christmas eve patrol before spending Christmas day together once waking up at lunchtime.  

The radio had been turned on the smaller longue, leaving them all to listen to the Christmas songs playing as background sound. All of them all sat or laying around the room, reading, playing games or just existing. 

But one song slowly caught the rooms attention.

It started with Cass casually signing the lyrics as she watched Stephine, Duke and Tim play a boardgame. Damian sat with his back leaning against where Dick was curled up on one end of the sofa, the youngest drawing while the older were fondly watching his siblings in the room. Jason sat on an end chair, book in hand and stealing pringles from the tub in Cass's lap where she sat leaning against his chair. 

He's making a list, 

And checking it twice, 

Gonna find out, 

Dick started to sing, a grin stretching against his face as he glanced between all groups of his siblings. His eyes cheeky and happy as he looked to them all, some noticing and rolling their eyes while others held no clue they were being stared at in such a teasing manner in tune with the words. 

Who's naughty or nice. 

Santa Claus is coming to town!

Damian merely tutting over his baba's antics and focusing on his drawing over Haley who was fast asleep and chasing bunnies by the twitches of her paws. Titus laying beside the smaller dog, getting kicked but seeming to not mind much. Alfred the cat was laid by the window, basking under the stars filling the night sky above. 

All of them glancing towards the doorway as they heard footsteps, watching Alfred calmly passing by with a clean basket of laundry. 

"He sees you when you're sleeping..." Jason started to sing as he glanced towards Cass, the girl always being caught when she's fallen asleep with her eyes open during an event. 

"He knows when you're awake..." Damian started to mumbled as he looked towards Tim who's never been able to stay up past Alfred's allowed time limit. The butler always knew when the boy was still awake and always knew how to drug him to sleep without the teen knowing. 

"He knows if you've been bad or good..." Cass started to sing as she glanced between Damian, Steph and Jason. Knowing the Alfred's always known whenever one of the three have done something naughty or that he disapproved over.  

Jason, Cass and Damian all shared a look of realization on their faces as they suddenly connected a whole lot of dots they've overlooked every Christmas.  

"So be good for goodness sake!" Dick sang out suddenly with a shit eating grin and watching his siblings jump out of their skin as if they've just been discovered with their hand in the cookie jar. 

Duke, Tim and Steph glaring towards Dick before staring at the other three who were all shaken up and paled. Looking as if they just learnt a very dark secret that none of them were meant to know over. 

"He's Santa" Cass signed as she knew they were all thinking over the same man. 

"Everything makes so much sense now" Jason blurted out in awe as he thought over all the dots that connected Alfred to Santa Claus.

"Do we greet him as Mr Claus or do we never speak of our findings again?" Damian quietly asked with a troubled look as he didn't want to be rude to Santa and wishing to show his respect to the man. 

The other three watched with worried frowns and confused eyebrows furrowed together. Sharing looks and wondering if the other three had finally lost it or if they've missed out on something they're best not learning over. 

Dick just crackled as he hopped over the back of the sofa and headed for the door. Ready to see if Alfred held anymore cookies for him to place on the snack table for them all to nibble on happily. Whistling the tune of the song as he walked along, smiling fondly as he wasn't the only one who learnt over a certain Christmas secret. 

He'd keep the secret to his death bed but it'd be nice to watch others suffer in silence as they try to keep the secret unknown from the others. To watch and learn as Bruce, the greatest detective, hasn't even figured it out just yet either. To cry over knowing they held something over Batman's head and knowing they'd never be able to expose it. 

Dick knew Christmas was about being nice and kind but he was allowed to be a little evil as half of his siblings were left torturing themselves over a certain Alfred Claus. 

"Master Dick.." Alfred started to greet his oldest grandson as he entered the kitchen, falling silently as he noticed the glee in the mans eyes. 

"Still fancy those Jacobsens biscuits for Christmas eve? I have a feeling you might be gaining a few extra tins left out for you to enjoy this year" Dick asked with a bright smile, a skip in his step as he headed towards the freshly baked cookies. 

"Anything but those blasted cookies or mince pies. Whoever started those god forsaken rumours will forever stay on my naughty list" Alfred huffs back annoyed and forever having beef with such a person. 

Dick merely chuckling as he grabbed the plate of cookies, knowing he'd be having to share such a plate with a certain set of siblings this Christmas eve. As much as he loves his grandfathers baking, a whole plate of having hurrying to eat them before any bat wakes is never enjoyable. 

Extra: During Jason stay with the League of Assassins..

Ra's Al Ghul slowed to a silent stop as he spotted his daughter up ahead and hovering outside the bat's adopted son room. He knew the young man was asleep, sensed it and wondered what his daughter would be doing hovering outside his room as he slept. 

"Daughter, what brings you to his room?" Ra asked as he stared to his daughter, taking notice as she started to pull something that she was hiding behind her back for him to see. 

"Santa" Talia admitted as she held up a neatly wrapped present.  

"We do not celebrate such a holiday here" Ra stated rather unimpressed over what his daughter was doing. 

"But the boy did, back in Gotham. I'm making sure that he's not forgotten by Santa this year" Talia replied as she carefully held the present in her hands, planning to sneak into the late teen's room and leave the present by his bed. No tag or note was added to the present, it would surely be left by only Santa.

"He is grown enough to know the truth by now. Do not waste time, effect and money on-" Ra started to argue back as he stepped closer to his daughter and ready to snatch the present and throw it away. But he was sure stopped by his daughter cutting him off. 

"I respect you deeply, father. I do. But I'm much more afraid of Pennyworth than I am of you. I will not face his wrath if he learns his grandson was left without Christmas. To learn the boy was out of Santa's reach. I may have trained his grandson harshly, fuelled his inner monster but I will not remove Christmas from him. The butler is a terrifying foe" Talia calmly explained her reasoning for bringing Christmas to the boy. Showing her respect for her father but making it clear that she more frighten over Batman's English butler than she was over her own father. 

Ra stayed silent for a mere minute as the butler mentioned came to mind and he slowly gave an understanding nod. His face stayed neutral but he soon spung round on the spot and headed away. 

"Father?" Talia called out to the retreating man. 

"I am going to fetch some gold for the boy. He must be spoiled so our island will stay protected from that man's wrath. It had taken me years to build it up, I shall not allow a single man to destroy me due to not spoiling his grandson on Christmas. I'll have a sword made for him overnight and left outside his door by morning" Ra yelled back as he hurried away, knowing he'd rather face all his enemies at once than deal with the butler's wrath.