Jason Todd ||BATFAM ROADTRIP||

Ah, nothing is better than being stuck in the van with nine people. Ten including you. Bruce is driving, speaking with Alfred up in the front. Dick and Damian are arguing over something stupid like always, Cass and Barb are talking about boys, Tim is reading with his headphones in, Duke is looking out of the window, and Jason is...sitting with you in the back.

You're the youngest. The quiet reserved one who likes to draw and read and stay out of people's way. You don't ask for much, the occasional lunch money (which coincidentally always gets stolen by those bullies at school) or new book. You're a sweet kid, and Jason can see that. You're his favourite. You're very similar, you both like knives and watching...people suffer. Sort of. You're still young. You shouldn't be thinking about that yet. Yet you're the newest Robin.

Jason stares at you as you look out of the window, leaning against it watching the stars go by. He knows you always liked astronomy. That's why he got you that cool constellation book for your eleventh birthday last year, and why he got that pretty awesome galaxy projector for your room. He also knows that you tend to get ignored, hence why you keep to yourself. He's really the only one that cares enough to spend the littlest amount of time with you. Because the more you avoid someone, they end up that way too.

Jason knows. It happened to him.

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"Hey, little guy," He says, after about two hours. "You good? You're awfully quiet," He says, quietly, not wanting to disturb sleeping Cass and Damian in front of them.