#DukeWeek2020

[lgbtqforeverything]

Candy, Pens and Sticky Notes, Oh My!

Duke week day 2! The prompt for today was pranks/daredevil stunts and i think i fulfilled it ;)

@duketectivecomics

“…”

“…”

Duke stared at the person on the other side of the rooftop. When he had first made his way to Gotham University’s campus, at a perfectly planned time when neither his target or the roommate would be home, he thought that this would be a fairly easy mission. Just get in, get revenge, and get out. Quick and simple. This was a definite danger to those plans.

“What are you doing here?” He asked carefully.

“What are you doing here?” Was the quick reply.

They stared at each other for a while longer before Duke acquiesced and answered. “Revenge.”

Eyebrows arched in a way that meant a smile. “Me too.”

Duke grinned, big and excited. “Team up?”

The answer was a quick nod.

“Well lead the way, sis”, he said with a sweep of his arm towards the roof access door.

Cass bounded over and gave his arm a quick punch before opening the door and slipping inside.

Duke smiled again as he followed her inside, those two weren’t going to know what hit them. 

——————

Twenty minutes, a set of bedsheets, a lot of pens, and a post-it note later, the two were sitting on the ledge of the same roof, revenge completed and now with stolen candy in hand.

They watched the ant-looking people scurry around campus as they passed the candy between them. The silence was reassuring and familiar, with the air of satisfaction that came with having  successfully pulled a prank. So, of course, it was interrupted.

“Hey!” Duke and Cass looked down in sync to where a student on the sidewalk outside the building they were on top of had called to them. “If you’re really a Bat, can you do a flip?”

Duke, the reckless daredevil of the family on a good day, and now coming off the high of a good prank, instantly stood up and complied with the person’s challenge. Cass, not one to be shown up, did the same after him. 

The student, and other onlookers that had gathered at their shout, clapped at the trick. Another student called up, “What about a cartwheel?”

The bumblebee bats did them on the ledge so that everyone could see. They were meet with cheers, and applause this time. 

“Who can do a handstand longer?”, was the next challenge to be shouted up.

They instantly went into handstands. Now, while Duke has been trained by quite a few impressive people, very few can beat Cassandra Cain in a battle of wills, much less a physical contest. Which is why after seven minutes Duke had to go right side up, but Cass kept the handstand for three more minutes, just because she could.

With Cass having firmly beaten him, and their targets having been spotted headed their way, the two waved at the crowd, and with a quick handshake, went their separate ways. Until dinner, of course. Alfred had promised homemade ice cream, and they wouldn’t miss that for the world. 

(Harper and Steph get back from lunch to a crowd of people around their dorm. When they asked what’s going on, the answer filled them with dread. After pushing through the horde to the entrance, they got to their dorm to see their worst fears realized. 

See, just recently, Stephanie had replaced Duke’s entire pen collection with scented markers after he said that they were stupid, and Harper had accidentally switched out Cass’s tea with ground up Sour Patch Kids instead of Cullen’s. 

Which is why, when they opened the door to their dorm room, it was to Harper’s entire bedsheet set being replaced with a Sour Patch Kids version, plain, black pens covering Steph’s desk completely, a bag missing from their joint candy stash, and a sticky note with the ‘;3’ emoticon and a bumblebee drawn on it.

After all, revenge is sweet.)

#dukeweek2020 #dc comics #duke thomas #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #harper row #fanfiction #a. j. writes

[robiinjason]

I saw one of @duketectivecomics‘ Duke Week prompts was Reverse Robins and wanted to draw him as the first robin 🥺

#duke thomas #bruce wayne #batman #dc #dukeweek2020 #toma draws #im late for this theme but jhbgkjbhjkghbjkg

[marybatson]

DUKE THOMAS WEEK 2020 DAY 6: ALL IN THE FAMILY → “You never know when you’ll see someone for the last time. Or what your last words will be. You think about the people you love. The people you consider family. And the impact those people have had on your life.”

#dukeweek2020 #dukethomasedit #comicedit #dcedit #duke thomas #WHY do i only notice now these look like nike ads... gonna go kwazy #umm yes after much searching i decided to replace tim w gordon #dukes had more interactions w him than tim anyway teeheee

[gothmotharts]

💛 💛 💛  Day 7 of @duketectivecomics‘ Duke Week!

(click for better quality! id below cut!)

[id: a digital drawing of Duke Thomas in grayscale with yellow. He is a black teenager with short curly hair, wearing a black varsity jacket with the Batman logo and the word Signal in all caps on the back. he is looking over his left shoulder, smiling, and holding up his left hand, which is emanating shadows. his visible eye is glowing yellow, and there is a slight yellow glow around the edge of his body. end id.]

#the moth draws #dukeweek2020 #duke thomas #the signal #signal #batman comics #detective comics #dc comics #batman and the signal #batman and the outsiders

[morganstrive]

it’s a bit messy but i wanted to do something for dukeweek

#duke thomas #dukeweek2020 #dc #also rip the quality

[duketectivecomics]

(Once again HUGE thank you to @dykecassandrawayne for the edits!!!!)

For Duke Thomas Week 2020 we’ve got the following themes lined up for y’all:

Day 1: Day vs Night

What does it mean for Duke to be a Daytime Defender instead of a Nighttime Protector?

Day 2: Gotham Pride

Got LGBTQ+ Headcanons for Duke? Now’s the time to share em!

Day 3: We Are Robin

The Run that started it all. A time to pay homage to Duke & his round of Robins.

Day 4: Reverse Robin

(Known also as the Age Swap AU) While Duke might be the latest addition to the batfam, this AU begs the question: What if he had been the first instead?

Day 5: Leadership

Duke’s more than proved his mettle as the leader of his Robins. Now it’s time to explore what that means.

Day 6: All in the Batfamily

Whether he likes it or not, Duke’s part of the family. Today’s the day to show that love for his place in the group!

Day 7: Light vs Shadow

As the only metahuman in the family, and with abilities both new and underexplored, it’s time to close out the week with something Uniquely Duke.

Rules and Guidelines:

Tag your posts with “#dukeweek2020” for the event! For the best results, please use it as one of the first five tags, and consider tagging this blog so that I’m sure to see it/reblog it here for others! (There’s also a Duke Discord group to post your works to, DM me for an invite link!)

Any medium of fanwork is allowed! In this same vein, multiple works for the same day are also allowed, provided they’re on-theme!

HOWEVER, NSFW art or fics will not be allowed/reblogged! Firstly, because the character is a minor and secondly, this event is meant for fans of all ages. 

Works that include shipping/background ships* are fine, just be mindful that Duke is meant to be the star of our week! (*no incest/questionable age-gaps, I will be blocking users who ship those things.)

Fics & ficlets that are “dash stretchers” (takes more than about two swipes to scroll by or are otherwise Lengthy) will also need a “Read More” cut to be up for reblogging. Please be considerate of your fellow fans by using a cut!

Finally, reposted/stolen art or edits will not be accepted or tolerated. 

Any Other Questions? Feel free to ask! (& remember to reblog and spread the word! Thanks everyone!!)

#duke thomas #batfamily #we are robin #batman and the signal #batman and the outsiders #dukeweek2020 #posting juuuuust a little early but!!!! here it is yall!!!

[coravao]

you’ve been in the dark so long

forgot that you had the sight

my piece for day 1 of @duketectivecomics​‘s duke week! theme: day vs. night! [IMAGE ID: A digital drawing of Duke Thomas. He is shown from the shoulders up, in his Signal suit, minus the helmet. Duke faces left with a smile. A sunrise is shown behind him. Cursive song lyrics are written centered around Duke. The text at the top reads “are you just gonna stay in the shade,” and the bottom text reads “when you were made for light?”. END ID]

#dukeweek2020 #duke thomas #the signal #dc #batfam #day 1 #robin #8/30/2020 #coravaoart #i love he and also im crying :') #the colors look so much better on desktop rip #im pinning this bc im very proud sjdh #thank you guys for the notes and kind words!! it made my week :’)

[shoosh360]

Some duke for the soul

For the @duketectivecomics duke thomas week : light vs. shadow

#duke thomas #the signal #batman #batfamily #dc comics #my art #sorry its late #and that the colors look off #dukeweek2020

[therapydidntworkforthem]

My little sibling’s addition to Duke Thomas Week: Gotham Pride

@duketectivecomics

#dukeweek2020 #duke thomas #The signal #batboys #Day 2 Gotham Pride #trans duke thomas #edit #dc edit #gotham pride

[dukes-cassettetape]

The Signal (Duke Thomas) GOTHAM, 2031

more sketches from my adult Duke Thomas commission concept by Nathan Skaggs, working out the suit design at this phase. we were experimenting an up-do but I'm thinking of going back to letting his locs hang.

#duke thomas #black superheroes #dc comics #the signal #late nights in gotham #batman and the outsiders #batfamily #batman family #dukeweek2020

[mrdinoart]

First drawing for Duke Week 2020 hosted by @duketectivecomics!

Day vs Night: What does it means for Duke to be a Daytime Defender instead of a nighttime protector?

I would imagine Duke would definitely see more of the people of Gotham and vice versa : D

#Dukeweek2020 #Duke Thomas #The Signal #Marker #Traditional art #Got a late start!

[marybatson]

DUKE THOMAS WEEK 2020 DAY 7: LIGHT VS. SHADOW → “My mom was a social worker who would visit her clients at dawn. Her personal philosphy: Interviewing people in the morning meant catching them in their most authentic state. ‘There’s no time for mystery in the morning,’ she would say. ‘But if something does slip through the cracks—you’d best believe that it’ll rear its face by nighttime. Nip it in the bud before nightfall—and you’ll live to fight another day.’”

#dukeweek2020 #dukethomasedit #comicedit #dcedit #duke thomas

[gothmotharts]

ok but what if he was small🥺🥺🥺 day 4 of @duketectivecomics‘ Duke Week!

(click for better quality! id below cut!)

[id: a digital drawing of Duke Thomas as Robin and Bruce Wayne as Batman. Duke, an African American boy, is younger than he would be in canon, and is asleep on Bruce’s shoulder. Bruce is seen from behind, his cowl and cape the only thing visible, and he is carrying Duke down a dark alley. end id.]

#the moth draws #dukeweek2020 #duke thomas #signal #the signal #robin #bruce wayne #batman #batman comics #detective comics #dc comics

[dukethomas]

Summary: Is Duke a leader? Dick sure seems to think so.

Written for @duketectivecomics’ Duke Week! This is for Day Five, Leadership. It’s a bit of a short, bittersweet entry, I may have procrastinated writing it until today.

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Duke trains when he gets taken in by Bruce. Trains and trains and trains. He’s not up to Bruce’s level, he’s not up to anyone’s level, and he knows that. He needs to work at it. 

He rushes towards the mannequin, using his escrima sticks to strike it in the would-be ribs area. 

“Don’t stick around,” says a familiar voice. Duke’s eyes widen and he turns to see Dick Grayson walking towards him. “You hit, you get out, but if you stick around you’re asking to get hit back. Get out of the way as soon as you can.”

“Good to know,” Duke responds, nodding. 

Dick Grayson grins and whips out two escrima sticks of his own. (Where was he hiding those?) “Want to use that advice right now?”

“Sure—?” 

Dick runs at him before Duke can actually finish processing that.

He evades, stepping to the side, and uses Dick’s momentum to land a solid kick in his chest. Dick stumbles back. 

Wait, Duke thinks, I actually hit him?

Then Dick hits Duke, taking the chance to drop down and sweep Duke’s legs. “See?” Dick tells Duke as he groans on the mat. “You need to get away before they can hit you back.”

“Yeah,” Duke grunts, wincing as he rises. “Yeah, I see.”

Dick pats him on the back. “But you’re good. Good instincts, other than that. You’ll get better.” He eyes Duke, up and down, and Duke furrows his eyebrows in anticipation. “Still leader material in my eyes, you just need to work on it.”

“You know I let a kid die?” Duke blurts. “I told a kid—Travis—I told him to turn himself in. Hold himself accountable and take responsibility. He died.” The unspoken words: “How can I be a leader if I lead people to their deaths?”

He frowns, turning his head sideways and crossing his arms. Troy Walker, Travis Price, his parents—all people he failed.

Dick places hands on his shoulders, and Duke looks up to see clear blue eyes, resolute but not unkind. “That’s… that’s the job, Duke. I wish I could tell you otherwise. But that’s how it is. Sometimes people die, and it’s not right, but I’m sure you did the best you could. And I’ve seen you in action. When you speak? People listen. You care about your people. You try. Those are all qualities of a good leader. A great one.”

Duke averts his gaze. “Yeah. If you say so.”

“I do,” says Dick. “Like I said. You’ll get better. And I can’t wait to see you grow into it. So just… trust me, okay?”

Duke wants to.

#duke thomas #dukeweek2020 #dick grayson #crys writes #death mention tw

[thebatvest]

Day 2: Gotham Pride, Heck Yeah

#dukeweek2020 #Day 2: Gotham Pride #art #dang i really need to come up with an art tag for my self #but yeah Duke's a gay a trans lad and theres nothing y'all can do about it

[peppersonironi]

Siblings: The Truth of the Matter

For @duketectivecomics‘s Duke Week Day Six: All in Batfamily

Summary: Duke had a strange family. Two of his siblings had been raised from birth to be assassins. One was born in a circus. One had been a crime lord for a time. Yet another was the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company by the age of seventeen. All of them dressed up in spandex every night to punch bad guys.So when he was woken up by icy water being splashed in his face, tied to a chair in nothing but his boxers, he wasn't surprised. Now, that's not to say he wasn't worried. Duke was definitely worried. Especially since it was these two. AKA Duke gets tied up and questioned by his siblings, all while drugged with Truth Serum!

Notes: I’ve had this for a while (it was going to be a chapter of my Batfam/Avengers Crossover), and figured I might as well submit it! What’s family without pranks, right? I might do a new one later on, but we’ll see!

Duke had a strange family. Two of his siblings had been raised from birth to be assassins. One was born in a circus. One had been a crime lord for a time. Yet another was the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company by the age of seventeen. All of them dressed up in spandex every night to punch bad guys.

So when he was woken up by icy water being splashed in his face, tied to a chair in nothing but his boxers, he wasn't surprised. Now, that's not to say he wasn't worried. Duke was definitely worried. Especially since it was these two.

“Now, Thomas,” Damian said, setting a now empty water bucket to the side, “we have a few questions for you-”

“And since we loaded you up with truth serum, there's no way you're getting out of it!” Jason finished. He had an evil grin on his face as he fiddled with a hanging lightbulb that provided light to the otherwise pitch-dark room.

“Of course, the results of this session will go straight to Father. I'm sure he will take them into account with your training.” Damian had produced a clipboard from somewhere, and began to write on it with a… was that a feather quill? Gosh, Duke's brothers were so extra. “Todd, you may now commence.”

Duke could have sworn he heard water drip slowly into a pool as Jason bent over into Duke's face.

“Okay Duchess, what did you do with my power puff girls guillotine? I know you were next to it last week.”

“Umm …” Duke didn't quite know what to say. This was not what he was expecting from The Red Hood. How could he even keep a straight face?! “Jay, do you know how weird that sounded?”

Jason did not find that funny. He stood up straight. “I guess we're doing this the hard way.”

“Wait, what?” Duke started to panic. Knowing Jason, 'the hard way' would probably involve lots of guns. “I don't know what you're talking about! I didn't know you even had a guillotine, let alone a power puff girls one!” Duke couldn't hide the upturn of his lip at the end of his speech. That was one sentence he never thought he would say.

“You saw it when you were in my room last Thursday!” Jason paused, and Duke once again heard the ominous drip. Drip. Drip. Of the water. “Say, Duchess, why were you in my room last Thursday?”

Duke thought back. “I think I was looking for you,” he began, “Dick wanted everyone together for a movie night.”

Jason shook his head. “That may add up, but you've still been around my stuff an awful lot, lately.” 

“Like what?” Duke asked, honestly confused.

“MY CANDY STASH!” Jason blew up. He waved his hands around, almost hitting the hanging lightbulb. “In the kitchen! You got into it, I know you did!”

“Do you mean the single Snicker's in the bottom cabinet?” Duke had found it just yesterday, but didn't touch it for fear of a glitter bomb booby trap. “I'm sorry, if there were more, I didn't touch them. I'm not your perp!”

“That Snicker's is my stash, duchess! And you looked at it funny! I know you were thinking about taking it!”

“Do you know what happens to people in this house when they eat the last of something?” Duke was filled with horrible memories of things he wished he could unsee. “There was all out war when Steph finished Dick's Captain Crunch cereal!”

Damian nodded his head as he kept writing. “Avoiding the questions and denying blame. Good, Thomas. I didn't think you had it in you.”

Jason glared at his partner in crime while Duke denied the … compliment?

“No I'm not! I'm answering the questions honestly!”

Damian gave Duke a look that was eerily similar to Dick's 'oh, honey' face. 

“What about my rubber bullets, kid?” Jason once again leaned down over Duke, and rested his hand on the back of the chair. “You took them. Thought using a vacuum would be sneaky, did'ja?”

Ah, now Duke was in trouble. He and Stephanie had been teamed up for a prank war, part of which involved stealing Jason's ammo. “That's what was all over the floor in the living room?” Thank goodness Bruce had taught him how to evade truth serum.

“What the f*** did you think they were?!” Jason was leaning in close now, his glare boring into Duke's soul. Drip. Drip. Drip. Went the water, its pace ever steady. Damian stood to the side, a small smirk on his face as he wrote down every twitch in Duke's face, every breath. Duke began to sweat from the pressure.

“What's going on?”

All three of the rooms occupants looked over to the sudden intruder. Stephanie stood in the now open doorway, flooding the room with light. She looked very confused.

Duke pulled his eyes away from his savior long enough to take in his now revealed surroundings, and was quite surprised.

Instead of some dark, dank corner of the Batcave, or some KGB torture cell, Damian and Jason had set up shop in one of Alfred's drawing rooms. The windows had been blocked off to limit to the light, and the furniture had been pulled to the sides of the room the only other thing on the floor was a large bowl of water. The lone lightbulb swung precariously from a wire pulled from the chandelier. The Chandelier itself seemed normal, except for -

“Dick?” Duke was open-mouthed at the 20-something year old man wrapped around the gold and crystal, an eyedropper in hand, which he seemed to be using to produce those ominous dripping noises. 

“Uh,” Dick laughed nervously, “hi?”

Stephanie laughed, grabbing the doorframe to steady herself. “Oh, this is gold! What are you even doing?”

Jason grinned, standing straight. He hit his head on the light bulb, but didn't seem that bothered. “We're interrogating Duke. Wanna join in?”

“Truth serum?”

“You know it.”

Stephanie beamed as she skipped over to the others. Before she could join in on the Duke-torture, however, Dick dropped down from his perch and put a hand out to stop the purple-clothed terror.

“Wait, you gotta be in character.”

Crap, Duke thought, as Stephanie nodded solemnly before shutting the door. Once the room was back to darkness, Dick retreated into the shadows, and the dripping continued.

Stephanie walked up toward Duke, pausing to take a deep breath. She put her hands in front of her face, drawing them down as she let out the air. Within moments, Stephanie Brown became a whole other person. A much, much scarier person.

Jason cursed as Steph stalked forward, giving Duke small satisfaction that he wasn't the only one scared. “Duke,” Stephanie drawled as she bent down, “Pancakes or Waffles?”

“I …” Duke looked around, searching for help. Some kind of help. Anything that could get him out of this mess. H***, he'd even take Bruce at this point.

“Duuuuuuke?” Jason asked. “Why don't you answer the lady? Surely old Alfred has taught you some manners while living here?”

“I …” Duke closed his eyes. “My answer is … yes.”

A small snicker floated from the darkness. Great, at least Dick found this amusing.

Stephanie, however, did not. She unleashed upon her prisoner the full brunt of her own batglare(TM). It was different than Bruce's. More Vicious. She accessorized it with a tight smile.

“Which you prefer, Duke?”

“I … I couldn't tell you.” Not if he wanted to live. “I … haven't had them in a while …” Ah, there you go Duke, he thought, beating the system.

Stephanie looked to Jason, and they both grinned. “Oh, I think we can help with that.” From somewhere behind her, Steph pulled two plates, one with a stack of pancakes, the other with waffles. Somehow, they were both warm. “Which do you like better Duke? Pancakes, with their light, fluffiness?” Stephanie waved the plate of pancakes under Duke's nose, and he had to admit they smelled divine. “Waffles, with their crisp exteriors, eggy interiors?” She switched the plates, and her smirk grew as Duke began to tremble. “One is clearly superior.”

“Stay strong, Thomas.” Damian said. The little gremlin had a small grimace on his face. Ah, so he was perfectly fine with stabbing his siblings, but Stephanie's emotional torture was now inhumane?

Yeah, it really was.

Duke smashed his lips together, the only part of his body that wasn't trembling. He wasn't going to tell Steph he preferred pancakes. He'd rather die.

“He's close.” Steph said, deadpan. “He just needs a bit of a push.”

“I got it!” Jason pulled out a syringe from his cargo pants. “One more dose of truth serum. This'll get him singin' like a bird!”

“But I was never Robin!” Duke blurted out before he could stop himself. Jason, Damian, and Stephanie looked unimpressed. “it's true ….” Duke muttered. 

“Poor banter,” Damian said as he took another note on his clipboard. “And to think you were doing rather well. Unlike Todd.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Jason said as he tried to inject the dosage into Duke's neck.

“Jason, please!” Duke begged. “Don't! This is too much, even for you!”

“Duchess,” Jason said, shaking his head, “I've killed, maimed, and tortured people. Do you really think this is too much for me?”

“Damian?” Duke turned as much as he could in his restraints to look at his little brother. “Please, have pity! I thought we were good? We play video games together! You've told me I'm acceptable!”

The former assassin turned his head aside . “I apologize Thomas. This must be done.”

“Dick!” Duke was almost to tears at this point. “You're supposed to be the nice one! You're supposed protect your brothers! Protect me!”

Dick's voice trailed from the shadows, full of regret. But also … excitement? “Sorry, Duke, but I also have some questions for you.”

Duke wailed in horror as Jason launched himself forward, jabbing the needle into Duke. “Three minutes should do it.”

“BETRAYAL!” Duke called. Hopefully Alfred would hear. But Alfred knew everything that occurred in his house, so the chances that he wasn't already aware, were slim. Heck, the butler probably approved!

“Once again, Duke.” Stephanie announced, once the allotted time for the serum to start working had passed. She tented her fingers. “Do you prefer Waffles or Pancakes?”

Duke tried to stay quiet, he really did. But none of Bruce's training had prepared him for the horrendous, unstoppable force that was Batman's children.

Just then, Tim Drake opened the door to see a strange scene before him. Duke, tied to a chair wearing nothing but boxers. Jason, standing to the side with an empty syringe, a maniacal gleam in his eye. Stephanie, looking much like the super villains that they fought, her fingers tented, her face dark. Dick, once again wrapped in between the coils of the chandelier, eyedropper in hand.

His eyes were wide and unblinking as his mouth opened and closed, trying to form words.

Unfortunately, fate was not with the captive that day. Duke Thomas couldn't help but blurt out the words that sealed his fate: “I like pancakes better! The texture of waffles is just weird!”

“Uh …” Tim began before cringing as he heard Duke's words, then saw Stephanie's face. He looked to the heavens, as if begging for strength. “You guys look like you need some privacy. I didn't see anything.”

“No!” Duke called. “Tim, don't leave me!”

Tim shut the door behind him, but not before calling out: “Sorry dude, but I value my life.”

Stephanie tutted, shaking her head. “I'm sorry Duke,” she did not look sorry, “But no one's coming to save you.”

Jason whistled. “Wouldn't want to be you right now, Duchess.”

Duke slunk down in his chair. “Me neither.”

Stephanie opened her mouth, about to start a rant on the glories of waffles, when Dick leapt down from the chandelier and handed Steph his eyedropper. “Nuh-uh, it's my turn!”

The purple patron saint of waffles harrumphed, but retreated into the shadows. “I'm not doing that freaky contortion stuff on the chandelier though!”

Dick grinned as he sat down in front of Duke. From a pocket of his jeans, he pulled out an envelope. Out of which he plucked a piece of paper.

“Now, Duke, I have collected some fan-questions for you. All are completely harmless. Do us all a favor and answer … truthfully, eh?”

Duke groaned. “That was just bad, Dick.”

The acrobat didn't seem discouraged. He then unleashed a barrage of questions, completely unrelenting. Luckily, Duke was prepared.

“Best prank you ever pulled?”

“Was prepared.”

“Worst punishment you ever received?”

“Dolled out by Alfred.”

“Most embarrassing memory?”

“Not worth me telling you.”

Jason laughed appreciatively. “He's good.”

Dick narrowed his eyes slightly. “Your funniest pun was …?”

“Better than yours.” 

Stephanie, Jason, and even Damian let out a laugh at that.

“Kid, you are now my favorite brother.”

“Hey!” Damian and Dick said, simultaneously.

“Thanks Jay,” Duke said, “If only you felt this way before you drugged me!”

Jason laughed. “You're funny, Duchess.”

Once again, the door opened. This time, Harper Row stood in the doorway, and she did not look happy.

“What's this that Tim told me about you tying up Duke?”

“It's not what you think!” Dick began.

“Yes it is!” Duke cut in. “They gave me truth serum and are interrogating me!”

There was a war going on in Harper's eyes. On one hand, she seemed to be trying to be the responsible sister. On the other, Harper loved chaos. 

In the end, she sighed. “You guys really shouldn't be doing this. And you, Dick! You're supposed to stop these kinds of shenanigans!”

“That's what I said,” Duke muttered.

Once everyone looked properly remorseful – or at least pretending to be – Harper nodded. “I'm going to go now. This is your only chance.”

As soon as the door closed behind her, and Duke's last hope left, Jason let out a sigh. “That was close. Let's continue, shall we?”

Duke let out a moan, “I thought you were going to stop!”

Stephanie's voice was gleeful as it came from above: “Aw heck no, Duke! This is the most fun I've had in ages!”

“Better hurry up,” Jason said, “B will be home soon.”

Dick nodded sagely. “Of course.” He turned to Duke. “Okay, middle D, one last question for you.” Duke cringed. “It involves ducks.”

Duke’s eyes widened. “NO!” He yelled, knowing exactly what Dick was going to ask. “NO! You can’t make me!

Dick shook his head. “Aw, come on!” Duke continued to shake. “Duke Thomas, how many times have you-”

“What on earth is going on here?” Duke let out a relieved sigh as Bruce opened the door and strowed in. He glared at everyone, and even though every single member of the batfam was immune to Batman’s glare, it still gave Duke’s attackers  siblings pause.

“Just some brotherly bonding, B.” Dick said tentatively. “You know, what you’re always trying to get us to do?”

Jason snorted. “Nothing harmful going on here,” he said, “and that’s the truth.”

Dick chuckled. “Ah, that pun was good, little wing.”

Bruce was not impressed. “Stephanie?”

“We’re having fun!” She said, dropping from the chandelier. “And we’ll clean it up.”

Bruce let out a long, suffering sigh. “Damian, will you tell me what all this yelling is about?”

Damian frowned at his father, before glancing around at his accomplices. “Todd and Grayson insisted on drugging Thomas with Truth serum. I was roped into assisting. I believed that I could keep them from going too far.”

Bruce rubbed his temples and sighed once more.

“If I may, father, Thomas performed admirably under the pressure. You may refer to my notes.”

“Little brat,” Jason muttered, and Stephanie and Dick nodded along.

Bruce shook his head. “I don’t need to see that Damian. Right now I want all of you to go to your rooms. As soon as Alfred is back from the grocery store, He and I will be having a discussion about your cookie privileges.”

Dick, Stephanie, and Jason deflated all at once and filed out of the room. Damian nodded to Duke, then stalked out. Huh, maybe the kid did feel bad.

Once the room was clear, Bruce untied Duke. "I'm sorry about them. If it happens again, come tell me or Alfred."

Duke nodded, "Thanks, B."

Bruce paused at the door on his way out. “The cure is in the cave. Or you can just wait it out.” He frowned, then sighed. “Also, I hope you don’t need me to say this, but please don’t attempt vengeance.”

Duke nodded solemnly as Bruce walked out. Then he smirked. He may be comparatively saner than his family, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t up for a bit of payback.

“Maybe Cass will help me,” Duke muttered to himself. “That’ll be fun.”

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