It had been an all around crappy night for Jason. It had been drizzling all evening, soaking Jason's clothes, even under his armour. He had taken a nasty hit to the knee earlier, and was now penned in by some of Black Mask's men.
In order to buy some time, and avoid making Bruce mad by taking kill shots, Jason sprinted down an alleyway and ducked around a corner, only to hear someone whisper: "Hey! Hood! Over here!"
Looking over his shoulder, Jason saw Nightwing peaking out from under the lid of a large dumpster. Jason vaulted into the dumpster as a last resort as his pursuers raced by, their heavy footsteps echoed through the alleyway. Releasing a heavy breath, Jason looked around, only to see Stephanie, Tim, and Dick chilling out in the empty-ish dumpster.
"What are you guys doing in here?"
Tim scoffed, "Talking, obviously."
"Also, you're welcome for saving your butt," Stephanie retorted.
Jason slowly looked over at Dick, "Are you seriously having a little club meeting in a dumpster?"
Dick shrugged, "Why not? It's the cleanest dumpster in Gotham 'cause no one ever comes down this street. We have cameras and stuff set up so no one can sneak up on us, and B thinks we're patrolling. It's the perfect place for taking a break or hiding from trouble."
Tim spoke up, "I wanted to put a mini-fridge in here but Dick said no."
Jason scoffed and stood to leave, only to drop down again as several of the people chasing him went by once again. He sat down casually, leaning against the wall. He had been in nastier placed before, so why not stick around?
"So, what do you idiots do in here to keep yourselves occupied?"
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Batfamily Short Stories
FanfictionA series of events within the batfamily. Life is crazy when all of your 'siblings' and both of your 'parents' are vigilantes in the most crime-ridden city in the world. Especially your home life.
