-I thought this was a funny idea. If you don't know the 1966 Batman show, the dialog/narration may seem odd. Everything underlined is the narrator/announcer voice-

Damian - Finch, 18

Tim - Cardinal, 16

Jason - Mockingjay, 15

Dick -Robin, 14

A beautiful morning at stately Wayne Manor, where Millionaire Bruce Wayne and his youthful wards prepare for a long day of school and work.

"Damian is going to help me with my Science fair project after school." Dick explained, diving into his hearty breakfast; just what a growing boy, and crime-fighter, needs.

"Can he do mine too?" Jason asked, mouth full. "I'm not doing good in science."

"Well, Jason." Their Guardian corrected, lowering his paper to address his wards. "It's important to appreciate the details of the English Language."

"Gosh, Bruce." He grumbled. Why did adults always act like this? "It's only one little word."

"Small words can contribute a lot."

"They sure do!" Tim added.

The boys leapt a little at the clearing of a wise throat, belonging to their faithful butler, one Alfred Pennyworth.
"The batphone, sir. It seems The Penguin has escaped Custody once again."

"Yes!" Jason shot up, Dick on his heels. 

"Tell the commissioner we'll be right there!" The younger announced as they raced to the door.

Bruce stood from his chair. "Hold it, boys." The two turned to face him. "You two and Timothy have school this afternoon."

"Aw, Bruce!" Dick pleaded. "We'll catch Penguin a lot faster with the five of us!"

"Six if Batgirl shows up." Jason added, lingering for a second on who the cutie behind the cowl may be.

"No. No, school comes first." Bruce reminded. "Alfred will drive you boys to school once you've finished your breakfast." He started to the office to answer the hotline. 

Damian followed his father. "I'll come with you, Father. Batman needs at least one person incase things turn sour."

"But Damian, don't you have classes?"

"Not until late this afternoon." The eldest bird replied. "I can cover until Cardinal and Mockingjay are out of school."

"Hey! What about Robin?" Dick interjected. 

"I believe Dick Grayson's aunt Harriet is coming into town this afternoon, she may need company as she goes shopping."

Dick groaned. "You're right."

 Jason smiled, glad that he was still better off than his fellow Robin. "Don't you worry, little brother, I'll bring back   nyou an umbrella."

"Gee thanks." The youngest muttered, sinking back in his chair.

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"Commissioner Gordon?" Bruce put on his batman voice, answering the hotline

"Batman! That feathered fiend The Penguin has escaped again!"

"I'm on my way." He waved to Damian, and the teen was at the bat poles almost before he was.

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The Dynamic Duo, Now in the office of that Civic servant, Commissioner Gordon

"The penguin was spotted with Richie O'Donner, fiancé of famous female boxer Stella Montez."

"If I recall," Finch, AKA Damian Wayne, interrupted. "Before Penguin was taken into custody, he was seen with Betty Morton, niece of famed television producer Howie Horwitz."

"Yes, as well as Trever Elliot, teenage son of millionaire Benjamin Elliot." Batman, AKA Bruce Wayne, added. 

"Why, yes. how did you know?" Chief O'Hera exclaimed

"Betty Morton and Trever Elliot are on the younger side, I believe our companions; Cardinal, Mockingjay and Robin may be familiar with them."

"Yes, all three of which have since gone missing." The commissioner told them. If Richard were there, he'd probably make some comment about holy-missing-socialites.

"Of course." The teen hero muttered.

"Perhaps we should ask your bird companions?" Jim Gordon proposed. "Say, where are the boys today?"

"In school." Finch answered. "I'll give them a call from the booth in the lobby."

"You could use my phone if you like."

"No thanks." The teenager said. 

"If we're contacting the robins in their civilian life, prefer to do so in privet." The bright knight told them.

"I understand."

"Finch, do you have a dime for the call booth?" Batman asked. The boy nodded.

"Yes I do. It's almost lunch break at school, I'll call now."

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Meanwhile, in Gotham's own Woodrow Roosevelt Highschool...

"Have you been working on your robot signature-signing arm?" Bart asked, leading their way to the library.

Tim nodded, books held against his cardigan."Yeah, but we're still waiting for one more piece to be delivered into the shop."

"Wow, I can't believe you're almost done, Tim!" Stephanie Brown, a twelfth grade girl who'd been worming her way into the trio, commented. "I'm not as academic as you or Bart."

"Maybe you're the cheerleader type." Conner leaned in by her. "I'm not a stranger to that."

"Off, boy!" Bart called.

Stephanie giggled. "No, I'm not really into cheer. I do take Mrs. Harris' fashion design class."

"Wow, Fashion design?" Tim asked, but before she could answer, there was a shout down the hall.

"Hey Tim!"  The foursome turned to the voice.

"Hey, what is it, Jason?" He turned to his friends. "This is my little brother, Jason."

"One year younger." Jason objected. "There's a Call for us in old Schoolfield's office, Dick's handling it right now."

"Got it." Tim said seriously. "Con, can you .carry my books? I'll meet you at the library!" 

He and his friends shouted goodbyes, and the who brothers jogged to their principle's office. Dick was standing at the empty secretary's desk, phone pressed to his ear.

"It's him!" Dick told them, he boys huddled around the phone to hear. "Okay, we're all here."

"What do any of you know about Trever Elliot and Betty Morton?" Damian's voice rattled over the line."

"Hmm, the names sound familiar..." Tim observed.

"Elliot is around Todd's age." Damian told them. "and Morton attends your school. She's about a year older than Drake."

"Well, I'll ask my friend Stephanie, she's in twelfth grade."

"Ooh, Tim has it for older women?" Jason smirked.

"Todd, do you know a Trever Elliot?"

"Yeah, he transferred schools last year. Now he's on our rival football team." Jason recalled. "He's the Timberwolves' Quarterback."

Finch paused over the line. "Find out everything you can about them both and we'll catch up after school."

"Got it, Dami." Dick exclaimed. "I'm working in the library  next period, I'll look through the yearbooks."

"I'm meeting Steph and the other's in the library, I'll ask them." Tim added.

"Great." Jason stuck his hands in the pockets of his varsity bomber. "I'll ask the guys on the football team!"

"Great, we'll meet in the foyer after school." Tim proposed.

"Right!" The other two chorused. 

(Part 1...? Idk)