According to plan
Prompt: de-aged Tim & Damian into Toddlers
Why Batlog Why: Because i wanted to write this when i started out, and to celebrate 900 i figured, it’s in demand, why not.
Characters: Nightwing x Reader, Platonic! Reader + Tim, Platonic! Reader + Damian.
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This was not his plan, Damian thought as you picked Tim up in your arms and placed him in the chair.
He was supposed to de-age Tim and drop him off an orphanage in Egypt, but unfortunately he had overestimated the accuracy of the spell and had de-aged the occupants of the room, him and Drake.
He had also underestimated how long it would take for Nightwing to discover and he quickly bought the both of them home to you, whilst he met up with Zatanna for the reversal.
From then things intensified.
Tensions were already high between the two brothers since Drake cheated at Mario Kart, causing the problem initially, but now there was a new problem, you.
You held him close after he asked for a cuddle,
You helped him make cards for Dick,
You praised his stupid flowers he painted for you, when Damian painted you a far superior dinosaur.
He knew he had the upper hand though,
He had logged countless hours with you previously and was allowed into your apartment almost every time. Which for Damian, a ten year old boy, was a huge deal.
He didn’t have a crush on you no. He found you far superior to other women, but attractive? You were pretty. Beautiful somedays, but you were not only his sister-in-law, but somedays a mother to him. Like now as he ate the food you had made for him, regretting the size of his stomach. But he didn’t fear, he’d be back tomorrow to complain about the day.
You cared for him when he was sick and even when he needed someone to unload his burdens onto. You were his.
Tim however knew this and constantly teased him about it, which would then lead to something broken. Usually Tim’s coffee cup. This time however he took it the next step too far.
As revenge for Damian’s plan, Tim did everything in his tiny might to pull your attention away from Damian.
He had drawn and painted hundreds of pictures “just for you” and attempted to help you cram them onto the fridge, where every inch was the perfect spot.
Tim eventually settled in making them into a picture book for you, which he read to you multiple times. Damian seethed from his spot as Tim sat next to you, pointing out every little detail in the pictures and even suggested movie time.
It wasn’t even a scary movie, yet Tim still managed to get closer to you during Finding Nemo
“Okay Ice cream time guys!” You grinned as you took away their dinner plates and they excitedly sat in their seats with their legs kicking. “What flavour do we want?”
“Chocolate.” Damian said confidently, knowing it was your favourite ice cream and grinned to himself before catching Tim’s look.
“Chocolate.” Tim replied of course being difficult for Damians sake.
“You don’t even like chocolate!” Damian whispered as you left the room to locate the chocolate ice cream in the bigger freezer. “When even was the last time you ate it?!”
“This morning.” Tim rolled his eyes and pushed his fringe out of his face.
“Okay so we have one Chocolate ice cream and one Dory ice cream.” You said returning with the ice creams. “So who wants what?”
“Y/N, go pick yourself one and i’ll give Tim my chocolate ice cream.” Damian said sweetly, as Tim opened his mouth, lulling you into a false sense of accomplishment to get them to stop bickering.
You nodded with a grin before leaving the room once again, preparing your gloating speech to your husband as you finally beat him at accomplishing the impossible. However as you entered the hallway, you heard a crash and a cry of “OVER MY DEAD BODY!” which prompted you to run back into the room to see Damian and Tim hitting eachother.
“THIS. IS. NOT. ACCORDING. TO. PLAN!” Damian yelled in his tiny voice as your physically seperated the two of them by putting your body in the middle.
Thankfully you heard the window slide open and sighed in relief as your husband slid through.
“I’ve changed my mind.” You greeted him with a low chuckle “No kids, ever!”
He responded with a confused look but it soon was replaced by his phone and the unmistakeable sound of his camera went off, capturing the two toddlers covered in ice cream and you posed as if you were Chris Pratt from Jurassic World Which you all really should have guessed he would have used for the Holidays cards