Walkabout Memories 3: Successor
Crossover: Young Justice/Pokemon
Characters: Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Babs, Steph, Cass, Alfred
Summary: The Batcave Gym needs a successor
Ages:
Dick: 19
Jason: 17
Tim: 15
Damien: 9
Babs: 23ish
Cass: 16ish
Steph: 14ish.
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“Wait… the family emergency I rushed home for is because they finally got Dad to agree to become the Justice League Champion?”
“That is correct Master Dick.”
Dick stared at Alfred slightly stunned. He had just spent the last week traveling home thinking something horrible had happened, like unbreakable brooding session (read: Bruce), a certain someone (read: Jason) had run away from home like he always threaten, a hostage situation (Timmy why are you so kidnap-able?), a direct need of intervention (Babs and her computers…), someone was in the hospital (Damien wasn’t allowed to hold sharp objects!) or god forbidden someone broke Cass or Steph’s heart (that bastard will die).
He didn’t expect to rush into the living room with all his siblings present, patiently waiting for him.
“So… why call me home?” Dick asked, looking at Alfred. He placed his Eevee, Night, down on the ground. Night wandered over to the window watching the full moon hang in the sky.
“Master Bruce wished the leadership of the Batcave Gym to remain within the family,” Alfred said in a neutral tune.
The pieces clicked together in Dick’s head. He gawked at his family. “I don’t want to take over the gym!”
“Eldest son,” Tim pointed out.
“Not allowed,” scowled Jason.
“Too young,” Damien grumbled.
“Don’t want it,” Stephanie said.
“Already working,” Barbara defended.
Cassandra shook her head, indicating that she didn't want the position either.
“Don’t I get a say in this?” Dick cried out.
His siblings shared a look. “No,” they chorused.
Dick gave a pleading looked to Alfred. Before Alfred could say anything, a bright light filled the room. When it cleared, at the window where Dick’s Eevee was sitting, now sat an Umbreon. She blinked her yellow eyes at her master. Her blue rings glowed, casting the room in a light blue color.
“Um!” she greeted.
“Oh look,” Stephanie said dryly. “Night evolved into an Umbreon.”
“Just like Dad,” Jason said with a smirk.
“Can't argue with proof like that,” Tim agreed.
“All in favor of Dick taking over the Gym raise your hand,” Barbara said. Instantly, seven hands went up.
“I hate you all,” Dick grumbled. How was he gonna tell Wally that he had become Gym Leader? ’Oh second thought, let’s not. ’
Characters: Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Babs, Steph, Cass, Alfred
Summary: The Batcave Gym needs a successor
Ages:
Dick: 19
Jason: 17
Tim: 15
Damien: 9
Babs: 23ish
Cass: 16ish
Steph: 14ish.
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“Wait… the family emergency I rushed home for is because they finally got Dad to agree to become the Justice League Champion?”
“That is correct Master Dick.”
Dick stared at Alfred slightly stunned. He had just spent the last week traveling home thinking something horrible had happened, like unbreakable brooding session (read: Bruce), a certain someone (read: Jason) had run away from home like he always threaten, a hostage situation (Timmy why are you so kidnap-able?), a direct need of intervention (Babs and her computers…), someone was in the hospital (Damien wasn’t allowed to hold sharp objects!) or god forbidden someone broke Cass or Steph’s heart (that bastard will die).
He didn’t expect to rush into the living room with all his siblings present, patiently waiting for him.
“So… why call me home?” Dick asked, looking at Alfred. He placed his Eevee, Night, down on the ground. Night wandered over to the window watching the full moon hang in the sky.
“Master Bruce wished the leadership of the Batcave Gym to remain within the family,” Alfred said in a neutral tune.
The pieces clicked together in Dick’s head. He gawked at his family. “I don’t want to take over the gym!”
“Eldest son,” Tim pointed out.
“Not allowed,” scowled Jason.
“Too young,” Damien grumbled.
“Don’t want it,” Stephanie said.
“Already working,” Barbara defended.
Cassandra shook her head, indicating that she didn't want the position either.
“Don’t I get a say in this?” Dick cried out.
His siblings shared a look. “No,” they chorused.
Dick gave a pleading looked to Alfred. Before Alfred could say anything, a bright light filled the room. When it cleared, at the window where Dick’s Eevee was sitting, now sat an Umbreon. She blinked her yellow eyes at her master. Her blue rings glowed, casting the room in a light blue color.
“Um!” she greeted.
“Oh look,” Stephanie said dryly. “Night evolved into an Umbreon.”
“Just like Dad,” Jason said with a smirk.
“Can't argue with proof like that,” Tim agreed.
“All in favor of Dick taking over the Gym raise your hand,” Barbara said. Instantly, seven hands went up.
“I hate you all,” Dick grumbled. How was he gonna tell Wally that he had become Gym Leader? ’Oh second thought, let’s not. ’