Every Halloween the bats, minus Batman himself, would dress up.

If the rogues could go extra crazy and cause more trouble than usual, then so could they. There was no need to only let the bad guys have fun. At least that was the logic behind the chaos of tonight.

Once patrol was close to coming to an end, they had all decided to meet up on the roof of Wayne tower. Being one of the highest buildings around, they didn't have to fear too much if civilians saw them goofing off. They had a long night of a Scarecrow, Killer Croc and Grundy team up behind them. It's like all the spooky rogues decided today was the day to mess with them.

Too bad for them, the Batfam rolled up dressed to impress and ready to blow off steam.

Landing on the roof, Stephanie, dressed as Red Robin, collapsed in a fit of giggles. "Oh that was just amazing!"

Tim, dressed as Spoiler, landed right beside her. He half smirked at the giggly girl. "You think everything is amazing so long as you get to be a menace. I'm pretty sure you made some goons shit themselves when you popped up behind them." Much to his amusement, that only made Stephanie laugh harder.

"Tt, if anybody is worthy of such praise it would be me." Damian walked up to the pair, tugging off the Friday The 13th mask Dick had insisted on him wearing. While he hadn't wanted to do something so absurd at first, he had come to find amusement in the fear he instilled in some people. It brought back some fond memories of his assassin training days. Not like the others would call them fond per se but to him they were so that had to count as something.

"Come on, Dami. Don't be like that. I'm pretty sure I'm a good runner up too." Dick called out from the other side of the roof. Strutting over, he sassily flipped his extensions back and struck a few poses for his younger siblings to see.

"The only thing you did was give the poor fucks war flashbacks, Discowing." Jason finally arrived as well with Cassandra, dressed as Catwoman, on his heels. "PTSD from bad styling." The girl signed.

Dick dramatically fell to the ground in faux fainting. "Mocked by my own siblings, I don't know if I can take this." That got him a few hard eyerolls. "This was once fashion you know!

"Once, not now."

"Was it ever, though?"

"Tt. Are you sure that wasn't just a fever dream?"

"At least now it got immortalized as a Halloween costume for kids?"

Dick clutched his heart in a mock heart attack as he curled up on the floor. "None of you understand culture." He cried as the others openly laughed at his antics. All too soon he pouted and sat up. "At least I put in more effort than just shoving my head inside a pumpkin! What even are you, Jay?"

Jason laughed and struck a mighty pose for the crowd. "I," he declared, "am a Jack O' Hood! This took more work than you think! Do you have any idea how hard it was to carve this thing up so it would fit? Or to have the lens brightness of my helmet adjusted so it would light up the inside without blinding myself? This took days to make!" He proclaimed proudly as Cass and Steph started inspecting his handiwork.

"Is...Is this that old hoodie I stole?" Stephanie asked as she ran her hands over the tattered and ripped up hoodie Jason was wearing over his usual armor. The man shrugged as he twirled around with his arms open. "Yeah well I had to figure out something so this poor thing didn't go to waste after SOMEBODY wrecked it to hell and sucked the life out of it." Had it not been for the pumpkin on his head, Jason would have been glaring at his youngest sister.

Cass knocked on the pumpkin to take the attention off of Stephanie before a brawl could erupt. "Sturdy." She signed once she knew Jason was looking at her. He nodded and knocked on it himself for good measure. "Sturdy and stuffy as hell. Seriously, even the helmet fans can't keep up with the lack of ventilation." Jason tried to pull it off.

Keyword being tried.

He tugged on it a few times but the damn thing wouldn't budge. "Um...."

"Oh boy. Jay, sit down." Dick ordered as he geared up to give it a shot himself. He tried to pull it off the taller man too, but just like Jason, he too couldn't get it to move. "Hold on, maybe if I," He mumbled as he repositioned himself to have a foot on Jason's shoulder as extra leverage. Cass joined in too, pulling at Jason from the other side that Dick was pulling from.

From inside the pumpkin Jason yelled out in pain. "Cut it out! I'm not looking to become a headless horseman so quit trying to decapitate me!" Jason swatted at them both to make the two trouble makers back off.

"Well then how do you want to get it off? The damn thing is nearly indestructible! Just what the hell did you do to it?" Jason couldn't say much more than just shrug casually. "I just encased it in resin so it wouldn't rot away or collapse before I could wear it for tonight. But who knows, maybe I like being a pumpkin man. Who are you to judge me on what I want to wear, fashion reject!"

Dick sputtered indignantly. "I-you- TIM! How about you quit filming us and use that brilliant brain of yours to figure this out?" He stared at his crossdressing brother who only gave him an offhanded wave in return. "No no," The purple man said, "I'm good here." Dick dramatically cried out again and fell to his knees. "Doomed to have a pumpkin man for a brother from now until all of eternity."

"Tt. Imbeciles." Damian unsheathed his katana from who knows where and started walking towards Pumpkin Hood. Nobody knows where he keeps the damn thing, but it only shows up when it's time for blood to be drawn.

From his cozy spot on the ground, Dick shot up to block Damian's path. "No, Dami! Didn't you just hear him? No decapitation! Put the sword down." Stupidly, Dick put his hand on the blade to try and push it down towards the floor. Stupid, because Damian just side stepped him so he could use the katana to gesture to the entrapped crime lord behind the elder. "Clearly Todd is in need of assistance to rid himself of his vegetative predicament. I will merely assist in opening up his not so perishable prison. I am not a mere child, Grayson. I know what I'm doing." The young boy glared up at the bedazzled man, daring him to challenge him again.

"Let the brat do it, Wing. It's not like he can hurt me. Still got the helmet on too so if anything he'll just hit that and not my beautiful face." Jason called out as he put his hands where his cheeks would be like a vain school girl. Seeing Jason just begging to get hit at this point, Dick stepped to the side with a sigh and let the youngest prepare to hack away at the pumpkin king. Damian raised his katana high over the kneeling buffoon of a man.

"Why does this look like the scene from a shitty samurai movie?" Stephanie stage whispered to Tim as they backed off from the weapon wielding child and his victim.

"Okay," Jason drawled out with a pointed look to Stephanie before looking forward to Damian again, "On three. One. Two-" Right as he was going to bring the blade down, they all froze as they heard a specific somebody yell from across the roof.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!"

Seeing Batman rapidly approach the group, chaos erupted once more as Tim struggled to film it all.

Seeing the elder hero run up to them, Jason scrambled up and started running off. Giggling as he went, it clearly wasn't anything serious. More like a child getting caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

Utterly disgraced that he wasn't allowed to hack away at the pumpkin head, Damian set chase after the idiot. He was promised violence and violence he will get.

Dick was yelling at them both to stop causing a scene and for Damian to quit running with a sword. Damian, indignantly, yelled back how this is a katana, not a sword, there is a distinct difference. Dick, fully in elder sibling mode kept trying and failing miserably to catch the child wielding a deadly weapon. Not a care for his own safety in true Dick Grayson fashion.

Cassie had decided to start throwing tiny rocks at their feet to try and trip them up. Seeing this, of course Stephanie had to join in and aim at their knees instead. The two girls kept shuffling around the roof to find better rocks to throw at their brothers.

As they were running around, screaming and screeching as they went, it all came to an abrupt end when one of the bigger rocks managed to trip Jason. Falling face first onto the floor, his orange containment device finally broke apart. Freed for the first time since the night had started, Jason wasted no time taking off his other helmet to enjoy the fresh air.

"UNACCEPTABLE!" Damian pouted as he stomped over to where Jason was laying down. The boy swung his sword at a piece of pumpkin, claiming his right to cut the vegetable apart. Unfortunately, one of the reinforced pumpkin pieces flew off and went straight into Jason's unprotected head.

Stunned by the sudden attack, Jason retaliated by throwing a piece of his own. Only, he missed the brat. Really, did he think the prized murder weapon of the Shadows wouldn't be able to dodge a bright orange projectile? That's child's play. The stray squash, however, flew off and hit Dick instead. Not one to let something like that slide, he too, grabbed a random piece and started throwing it around. Years of sibling fights were proving advantageous as Dick quickly rushed to higher ground for better coverage.

"PUMPKIN FIIIIIIGHT!" Stephanie screamed out in warning as she, too, gleefully joined in on the rights to desecrate the remains of what was Jason's Halloween costume.

Before long all the children were screaming and throwing pieces of orange at each other as the chaos attractors somehow roped in Cass and Tim as well. To the surrounding civilians it probably sounded like a bunch of seagulls fighting over food. Well, not like that was far off of reality.

Watching the chaos unfold before him, Batman wisely decided to slowly back away from his horde of maniacs before they all turned on him. He'll let them explain to Alfred how they managed to get pumpkin pieces in impossible places. He, at least, would not be the target of the British man's scolding this night.