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It was a normal day in Blüdhaven Police Department. People were coming in and out. Holding cells full of criminals which wasn't surprising in a city like Blüdhaven. Detective Dick Grayson was sitting on his desk filing paperwork when an officer approached him.
“Detective Grayson?”
“Yes?”
“There are three boys in holding claiming they know you.”
“Let me guess the oldest is Bulky and has a white streak of hair. The second looks like a skate boy. The little one is talking like he is the British Royalty.”
“Yeah, how did you know that?”
“Because I am a good detective and those idiots are my brothers.”
Dick got up and started walking towards the holding cells. The three brothers were fighting. Jason had Damian in a headlock. Damian was trying to bite Jason and kick Tim. Tim looked like he was about to pass out from exhaustion. He probably hadn’t slept in several days. An officer was trying to separate them but the officer wasn’t making much progress.
Dick stood in front of the bars and sighed. He looked disappointed, exhausted but unsurprised. He waited for his brothers to realize he was there but they were too focused on their fight. So he shouted “Enough!” His brother's attention turned to him but they didn’t let go of each other. They looked sheepish.
“Jay let go of Damian. Damian stop trying to bite or kick them.”
The three let go of each other slowly. Cautious of each other.
“Bigbird, how you doing?” Jason asked in a cheerful voice which was obviously fake.
Dick glared at him.
“My day was going great until my idiotic brothers decided to get arrested. What did you guys do this time?”
“Why must you always blame us, your adorable little brothers. We were just coming to visit you.” Tim said in an innocent voice.
“Okay and?” Dick said. Urging him to continue.
“We did not do anything, Grayson.”
Dick gave his brother a pointed look and turned to the officer who called him.
“What did they do?”
“They were all on the same motorcycle. All three of them. Going over the speed limit and the little one was driving.”
“JAY! You let Dami drive. Just because he knows how doesn't mean he should. I am calling Bruce to come pick you up.”
“No, don't call Bruce. He will ground us.”
“Well, it's Bruce or Alfred because I am not bailing you out. Any of you.” Giving Damian a pointed look as he started to make sad puppy eyes at him.
“Call Bruce. I fear Alfred more than I fear Bruce. “Jason said.
“We all do, Jaybird. We all do. I will call Bruce for you.”
He turned and started to leave.
“Wait, where are you going?”
“I have work to do. So I will see you at dinner.”
“Grayson, don’t leave me alone with these imbeciles.”
“Shut up, Demon Brat. You can't leave us alone with the Demon Brat. He will eat us alive.”
Dick rolled his eyes and continued to walk to his desk. He called Bruce.
“Hey, B. Can you come pick the little birds up?”
“What did they do now?”
“Got arrested for speeding, underaged driving and carrying three people on a motorcycle.”
“THEY DID WHAT?”
“Yeah, they are in holding.”
“I am coming. Tell them they are grounded for life.”
“Tell them that yourself. I have work to do. See you. “
Dick hung up the phone and went back to his work. An hour later he could hear Bruce shouting at his brothers.