So, finished the story fast, but hey, when the ideas come to me, I just have to let them flow. I apologize for the chapters being so short, but trying to get the story to have 4 chapters with 4 pages each on this story, well I know I couldn't pull it off.
Even When You're Making Too Much Noise
Dick was really sick, and it was a nasty case of the flu. Bruce had just entered the 21 year old's room to check on him and see if he needed any medicine.
"Hey, Dick, you feeling any better?" Bruce asked as he walked up to the side of his first son's bed.
"A little, but I'd feel better if I were helping you in Gotham." Dick said before he started having a slight coughing fit.
"Jason, Tim and I can handle Gotham, you just get better, and that's an order." Bruce said as he started pouring up a dose of cough medicine.
Dick took the measuring cup and cringed as he drank the nasty concoction. He handed his father the cup then let out a sound of disgust.
"So, you going to that charity event tonight?" Dick questioned, noticing Bruce was wearing a tux.
"Yes, Alfred is catering the event, so it will just be Tim and Jason; think you can handle that."
"Jason's grown, he can watch Tim." Bruce said.
"Alright, I'll be fine; have fun at your event. Bring me some of Alfred's cookies, k?" Dick said as Bruce was near the door.
"You got it, Dick." Bruce said and with that, he headed out of the room.
Two Hours Later
Dick was sound asleep, trying to breath right through his one good nostril. Suddenly, there was a loud crash coming not far from his room. He had to make sure his brothers were okay, so the 21 year old weakly climbed out of bed and headed for the bedroom door. When he was out in the hall, he saw what was making the noise. Jason and Tim were playing with the new dog that Bruce took in, and really the dog, who they named Ace, was winning in a game of tug and war.
Suddenly, Ace pulled the rope and Tim and his older brother fell forward, Jason landing on top of the 11 year old. Dick let out a tired sigh and walked over to the area and pet Ace on the head, then the dog took off, before checking on his bothers.
"Oh, Dick." Tim said when he looked up to see his oldest brother standing close by.
"What in the world happened?" Dick asked, his sickness heard in his voice.
"Ace got hold of some of the rope for the grapple hooks and we were trying to get it back." Jason said, which was the truth.
"I'll get the rope from Ace, but you two better be quiet from now on." Dick said, and so he headed off to talk to Ace about getting the titanium rope back.
It wasn't long before Dick came back to the two boys and handed them the rope.
"You just have to be nice to him if you want him to give something back. Remember, he's been hurt really bad, so you have to be nice and show him love." Dick said, before handing Tim the rope.
"Okay." The two boys said, and with that they headed back to the cave.
Dick returned to his room and lay back down, and Ace decided to join him in that rest. It wasn't long before the original Robin was fast asleep.
One and a Half Hours Later
Bruce had returned home from the charity event, with Alfred right behind him. The first thing the billionaire wanted to do was check on Dick. When he got there, he saw Ace laying at Dick's feet, and the boy was having a restless time.
"Dick, are you okay." Bruce quietly asked.
The boy slowly opened his eyes and looked at his father.
"Yea, Jay and Tim woke me up a bit ago, but it wasn't anything life threatening." Dick said.
"I'll talk to them." Bruce stated.
"I don't think they'll do it again. They were just trying to get some grapple rope from Ace. I got it, gave it to them, and they disappeared into the cave. I just hope they haven't gotten hurt." Dick said as he started to get out of bed.
"I'll check on them, you just rest." Bruce said as he put a hand on Dick's shoulder and lightly pushed his son back down.
Just then, Jason and Tim walked into the room to check on their brother.
"Sorry about earlier, Dickey." Jason said.
"Yea, we knew you were sick, but we made enough noise to bother you." Tim said as he looked at the floor.
"It's alright guys, I forgive you." Dick said, and with that, he turned over and fell asleep.
Bruce ushered his second and third sons out of the room and they left Dick to rest up.