"So there is a list for each of them." Marinette explained, "Allergy information, bedtime schedule, food they avoid, and emergency phone numbers."
"We are the emergency phone numbers." Jason interjected.
Marinette glared at him as Damian put down the duffel bag with the kids clothes and a diaper bag.
"Marinette, everything will be fine." Dick spoke calmly, "You both deserve a night out with out your kids."
"Yeah." Tim stated, "How long was your last date night that didn't involve a diaper change intermission or passing out on the couch?"
Marinette frowned, but Damian placed a kiss on top of her head.
"Angel, don't worry so much. Amaya, Jun, and Malik are in capable hands." Damian stated.
"Aw." Dick cooed.
"If anything happens to our children, I'll kill them in their sleep." Damian declared.
Jason sighed, "You both are making such a big deal about this! You are leaving them in Wayne Manor, one of the safest places in Gotham. We take care of a whole city; we can take care of our nieces and nephew. You're only going to be gone three hours max, depending on traffic and resturant service. You're not even leaving Gotham!"
"Jason's right." Tim explained, "Look, there's three of them and three of us. We can conquer and divide this. If you two can do it, us three can, too."
Marinette sighed, "Fine. Have fun."
Once they got into the car, Damian turned to her.
"You think they will call us?" He questioned.
Mari smiled, "No. They would have to put their pride aside for that. I'm sure they will do everything wrong."
Damian chuckled, "Well, Habibiti, let's go and enjoy our dinner."
"Man, it's like she doesn't trust us!" Jason complained.
"To be fair," Tim interjected, "we have never watched them by ourselves. Damian and Marinette are usually in the same room with us when we spend time with them."
Dick looked over Amaya, Jun, and Malik. They looked so different, but appeared so angelic. Suffice to say the Waynes freaked out when Amaya was born was an understatement. Amaya looked just like Talia, but Tom also had brown hair and green eyes, so he took the credit for his granddaughter having his appearance with Damian's skin tone. Jun looked just like Damian and Malik looked just like his mother. Dick's only worry was Malik. Malik was still only a years old. Amaya was six and was already in the first grade and Jun was in preschool, but he was sure that Amaya and Jun could help with tiny things.
"I'll take care of Malik." Dick offered, "Divide and conquer, just like you said."
"Have you read these lists?" Jason laughed, "Don't let Jun eat after 7PM and her bedtime is 7:30PM. Don't get Malik wet; not even a drop. Don't expect him to sleep when the others go to bed. Amaya's says to supervise when she color and her bed time is at 8PM."
"No water?" Dick questioned.
"Not to spill water on him." Tim sighed, "Just be careful when you bottle feed him. At least there's no bath time on there. I'll watch Jun and Jason can watch Amaya. He can read and she can color. Simple."
Damian and Marinette entered Wayne Manor to find the living room in chaos. It was 10PM and all three of their kids were still awake.
"What is going on here?" Marinette shouted.
Everyone froze.
"Maman! Baba!" Amaya and Jun shouted, running up to their parents.
Damian glared at his older brothers, "Why aren't they asleep? Marinette gave you specific instructions."
"Why is Malik wearing different socks and different clothes?" Marinette questioned.
"He spilled a drop, a drop, of water on his sock!" Dick complained, "He freaked out and wouldn't stop crying until I changed him. By that point, he was thirsty and then he spilled on his shirt. I changed him immiediately after that."
"That's why I said not to get water on him." Marinette sighed.
"I can see Amaya wasn't supervised." Damian declared, "I wonder how Father will feel about his new colorful mural at hip height."
"Blame Jason!" Tim cried out, "He was suppose to watch her, but he got too wrapped up in his book."
"Why aren't you asleep, Amaya?" Marinette asked their eldest daughter.
"Not comfy." she pouted.
Jason sighed, "She kept saying how the couch wasn't as comfy as her bed."
"Why didn't you let her sleep in your bed?" Damian growled.
"You want me to leave my neice in my room?" Jason shouted, "You know what I keep in there!"
Damian rubbed his forehead in frustration. He spotted Jun running laps around the living room.
"And Jun?" he questioned.
"Tim helped me with Malik when he was flailing around and I was trying to change him." the eldest Wayne admitted.
"And?" Mari snarled.
"We thought it would be okay to leave them alone for a moment." Tim whispered, "Amaya and Jun were watching a movie."
"What happned?" Damian demanded.
"She snuck into the kitchen and ate four cookies." Tim answered, "She's been burning off the sugar ever since."
"Sorry." the Wayne boys declared.
"Amaya, Jun." Mari called out, "I want all of your things put away in the bag, "Damian make sure everything is in there. I'm going to get Malik in his car seat and meet you outside. Both of you are going to bed when we get home. Jun, no cookies for you for a week."
Jun stomped her foot and began to pick up her toys in a sour mood.
"A week?" Dick whined, "It was a mistake that we made."
"No, Richard." Mari declared, "Jun knew she wasn't suppose to have any cookies before we got here. I spoke to her about it before we left."
Mari walked out the front door with Malik in her arms. Amaya and Jun made quick work of their belongings. Amaya waved to her uncles as she yawned and walked out the door. Damian held his second daughter's hand and the duffel bag. Jun sadly waved and walked out the door, pouting.
"Those three are gremlins." Jason stated.
"Sweet like their mother and a Hellraiser like their father?" Tim answered.
"Nope." Jason replied, "Like actual Gremlins, like the movie. Don't get them wet. Don't feed them after dark."
"It was don't get them wet, avoid bright lights, and don't feed them after midnight." Dick rebutted, "Those three love the park. Damian and Marinette take them all the time with Titus."
"And the other two?" Tim questioned.
"We should have listened to Marinette rules." Dick answered.
The three sighed.
Damian and Marinette smiled as their kids slept in the back of their car.
"You were right, Habibiti." Damian spoke, "They are asleep and likely my brothers' will be trying to get back in our favor. How about we go out for dinner same time next month?"
Marinette giggled, "I'd love too."