A/N: I got this idea after waking up and immediately thinking of Dick/Nico being Selina's birth son and playing 'Kill the Kitty Ninja' with Jason, Tim, and Damian. Yep, Dick is going by Nico. I'll reveal his full name later.

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Chapter 1: Was That A Dud?
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"Did you see Bruce with Selina last night?" Jason piped up whilst walking into the dining room with Tim beside him and Damian right behind the two, scowling. Alfred was putting down the dishes on the long, polished maple wood table, not paying much attention to the boy's conversation.

"No. What's going on between them?" Tim answered back as he sat down beside his older brother, jumping when Damian slid into the chair on his other side.

"Sex, Drake. Father was banging Catwoman last night."

Tim started flustering madly while Jason spat out his beer, spraying the substance mostly on the back of Tim's head but some unfortunately got on Damian.

One Bat-glare from the youngest boy told the two others to run, even though Tim had scowled at Jason.

Jason jumped out of his seat and ran out of the room just as Damian unsheathed his katana he forced Bruce to have made for his recent birthday. Tim screamed wildly as the sword swooped down at him. He quickly somersaulted out of range and ran away from the kid holding his katana in the air with his left hand and yelling "BANZAI!"

"Come back here Todd!" Damian screamed before running past a very astonished Alfred. "Master Damian! Do not run with your sword! And no yelling!"

Alfred's call went to deaf ears as Damian continued to run throughout the house. Tim yelped as he ran into the front door when Jason shoved him out of his way, yelling, "Move it, slow poke! You're going to get us caught!"

Jason ran up the stairs only to slam right into Bruce as the older was exiting his room, dressed in an elegant suit and tie. He caught Jason before the 16 year old could fall to the floor and steadied him by his shoulders.

"Jason? What's wrong?" Bruce asked, looking for signs of intruders.

"Uh...n-n-nothing Bruce. You uh--look nice. Wha-What's up?" Jason forced a smile while squirming under Bruce's gaze. He shifted uncomfortably and rubbed the back of his head with his right hand whilst his left rested on his hip.

"Selina is coming over for dinner. Can you tell your brothers to go get ready? She'll be here in 10 minutes and it'd be best if you three were neat and tidy." Jason knew better to question Bruce's orders so instead of pushing with the questions he was dying to ask, he ran downstairs and yelled at Tim. He then grabbed part of Damian's sword with one hand and yanked it out of the little boy's hands, ignoring the pain coming from the long cut now on his right hand.

"Listen you little shit. Selina is coming over to dine with us so Bruce wants us to get dressed and tidy the fuck up. Meaning leave your goddamn katana in your room and don't grope it at the dining table or try to poke Selina's eyes out with it. GOT IT?"

Damian just stared at Jason unconvinced, which pissed the older off. He raised his hand and whacked his younger brother on his back and carried the demon spawn up the stairs as he wiggled around.

"Put me down this instant, Todd! You hear me!? You will suffer the consequences if you don't!"

Jason ignored the boy's protest and walked past their grim father and a wide-eyed Tim. Damian suddenly ceased his protests and bit down on Jason's right arm...hard. Jason screamed in pain before grabbing his brother by his hair and threw him into his room. "You little shit! You'll fucking pay for that!" He yelled and whipped out two silver hand-guns. Tim gasped and ran in front of Jason's line of sight. He wrestled with Jason for the two guns. They tousled around while Bruce walked into Damian's room and shut the door, ducking and scowling at the door after two shots rang out and two new holes were in Damian's door, making that 99 holes in total.

"We need to get you a new door." Bruce sighed.

"We need to get Todd's guns out of the house." Damian growled, scowling at his dad.

"Damian. We've spoken about this before. Jason and Tim are your brothers by blood."

Damian's scowl grew more ferocious. "Well, that's your reward for being a playboy and having sex with mainly three women who gave you babies in return for you fucking them."

"Language." Bruce snarled while holding out a perfect sized suit for Damian.

"Seriously? How is sex a bad word? It's better than what Todd says."

"You said fucking. That's what I was talking about."

"Master Bruce! Language!" Alfred's voice was all the same because of the holes in Damian's door. "Sir, when will you replace this door? It's beyond repair!"

"As soon as Jason is rid of his guns, Alfred." Bruce responded.

"Miss Kyle is here by the way, along with her son."

Bruce's hand froze, making Damian scoff because his father had just been in the middle of tying his...well...tie. "Son? Alfred, Selina has a kid with her?"

"Why yes, master Bruce. Masters Timothy and Jason are currently speaking to him downstairs in the living room. I'd say you're in trouble. The boy almost looks like you." Alfred said teasingly as he walked away.

"Make that four women you've-" Bruce covered Damian's mouth with his hand and growled, "Not another word."

He uncovered Damian's mouth only to sigh as the kid snickered evilly.

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So what do you guys think? Good or bad first chapter? Yes, I've made Dick, Tim and Jason be blood brothers to Damian.

Nico Kitten "Dick" Kyle-Wayne

Jason Peter Todd-Wayne

Timothy Jackson "Tim" Drake-Wayne

Damian Al Ghul-Wayne