Part 13 - Tumblr Posts

After sixty pages, it will be concluding! It started all the way in part 7, everyone!

Part 13 is in the work! This battle is coming to an end soon!

This part will be the end of this battle of the siblings, stay tuned to see how this would end! ;)

-The SagaVerse Team

Hmm, what kind of intervention could there be, I wonder...

Part 13 will be posted tomorrow!

Saturday, 8.30 AM EST. Ring a bell or set up an alarm lol ;D

It's time to end the sibling fight.

-The SagaVerse Team

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 1/3- Azul Ashengrotto

You were waiting inside Mostro Lounge, hoping one of the twins would bring your meal, as you have been craving for Jades mushroom soup. You swear to yourself that you would never eat mushrooms ever in your life, but Jade was changing that as his cooking skills were amazing."Koebi-chan~." Turning around, you saw Floyd running at you with his arms wide open; ready to give you a giant squeeze that you didn't mind too much as you loved getting hugged. Floyds arms wrapped around you in a tightly as he placed his chin on your head: "Hehe~, so happy to see you Koebi-chan~. I see you here almost everyday, did you miss me and my brother that much~? "Haha, Hi Floyd. Well, I cam because I'm addicted to your brother's cooking." You muffled against Floyds chest. "Aww. So you didn't want to see us?", Floyd said sadly as you felt his arms loosen. "No Floyd. I'm always happy to see you, Jade, and Azul-senpai. Also, you know I enjoy hugs, and you give the best ones." You moved your head to look up at Floyd, smiling with pink cheeks. Floyd gave you his famous sharp teeth smile, and hugged you tighter to his chest; rubbing his cheek against the top your head like a cat: "Awww.. Koebi-chan is so kawaii~. If you ever want a hug from me, don't hesitate to ask~."

"Hehe, Floyd, I know how much you love to hug Y/N, but they can't eat with you squeezing them." A voice said behind you both. Peeking your head from Floyd's chest, you saw Jade smiling, with your meal. "Hi Jade." "Good afternoon Y/N, Here is your order of mushroom soup. Enjoy.", Jade then placed the bowl down on the table and gave you a bow like a proper gentleman. Floyd released you from his hug, and left to go do some work, not before ruffling your hair with his hand. Jade, however, stayed to tell you something: "Oh I had forgotten to tell you, Azul wants to have a private discussion with you." Confused, you asked Jade why, but Jade didn't know as Azul only said that to him and no more. Shrugging, you thanked Jade for telling you and proceeded to eat your soup with a smile, as Jade gave you a smile back and left you alone to enjoy your meal. After finishing your meal, you headed to Azul's office, and knocked on the door. You heard an enter and made your way inside. Azul was seated at his desk, and looked up from his work, and spotted you: "Ah, Y/N, I take it Jade mentioned to you that I wanted to discuss something with you." Nodding, you made your way closer to his desk, and sat down on one of the chairs: "What do you want to talk to me about?" Azul smiled and leaned back on his chair, placing hands together on his lap. "It has come to my attention that you have been coming to the lounge a lot lately." You looked at Azul with a shy smile: "Yes I have. You can thank Jade's cooking for that." Azul chuckled and gave you a business smile. "Yes well, I assume you are here for another reason." Tilting your head, you looked at Azul, confused. Smirking, Azul said: "You're here for a deal, aren't you." Shocked, you shook your head at Azul saying that wasn't true. "I'm surprised at the lengths you would go to make a deal, but I'm not surprised as humans tend to be blinded by their own greed or envy, including you." Azul moved his hand to open a drawer from his desk, pulling out a golden rolled paper and quill, and placing them on his desk "What do you say? Would you like to make a deal?", Azul said as he leaned back against his chair. Casting your eyes down, you were in utter disbelief that Azul would assume that of you. "I refuse.", as you pushed the contract away "Don't lie to me Y/N. The twins mentioned you asking for me whenever you come to the lounge. Don't be shy. Tell me what you want?" Azul said. "ENOUGH!", You slammed your hands on the desk, knocking the quill to the floor, and shocking Azul as he jumped up in his chair. "THE REASON I COME TO THE LOUNGE IS BECAUSE I ENJOY THE FOOD HERE, AND THE LEECH BROTHERS ARE MY FRIENDS. I ASK FOR YOU TO SEE HOW YOU ARE DOING AND NOT TO OVERWORK YOURSELF. BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU! Once you finished yelling, you turned around and ran from his office, leaving behind a stunned Azul.

How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have

They had planned to leave before Bruce got back to the Manor, but plans change all the time and it wasn't Danny's fault!

Alfred had invited a friend of Dick's, Barbra Gordon, to the Manor for dinner, meaning that Dick had to stay if he wanted to see her. And since Dick was staying, Danny was staying. Tim wasn't about to leave Danny to Bruce's mercy, so he was staying for dinner, too.

Bruce Wayne arrived at Wayne Manor exactly three and a half minutes after six in the evening. He entered the kitchen exactly ten minutes and five seconds after that.

The air was tense.

Dick had been tense since Danny first roped him into coming to Gotham, only getting worse as they got closer to the building they were now sitting in. Now that Bruce and Dick were in the same room, it was like the rope had frayed to the point of snapping with a light breeze.

Bruce sat at the head of the table with Tim to his left and down a chair. Dick sat at the foot of the table, Barbra sitting to his immediate right. Danny sat on the unoccupied side of the table, directly in the middle.

No one was saying a word.

Danny was on edge.

Finally, "Dick," Bruce said.

"Bruce," was the response.

As if the spell had been broken, though the awkwardness remained, Barbra cleared her throat and said, "It's good to have you back in Gotham, D."

Dick smiled at her, soft and happy and relieved. "It's good to see you, Babs. How've you been?"

"The same as usual. Though, Condiment King again!" She glared when Dick started laughing. "Yeah, sure, laugh it up, Wonder Boy. It took three hours to get that mustard out of my costume! It's easier to get blood out of white carpets-!"

Bruce pointedly cleared his throat, bringing all attention to him. "As good as it is to see you, Dick, who've you brought with you?"

Barbra flinched back slightly, having forgotten Danny was even there. Oops.

Danny grinned at Bruce, hiding his nerves behind his favorite fake-it-'til-you-make-it smile. "My name's Danny, it's nice to meet you Mister Wayne! I have to say, you're a lot less smiley in person than you are on the internet."

He hummed. "I apologize. Today's been an off day."

"No need," Danny waved off politely, "I get it."

"I have to say, Daniel-"

"'Danny', please. My name's Danny."

To his credit, Bruce didn't even skip a beat. "Then, call me Bruce. I must say that I didn't expect Dick to have taken anyone in."

Danny chuckled a bit. "I think it's less of him taking me in and more of me kind of letting myself into his house."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I noticed he wasn't doing too well, so I figured I'd step in to help where I could before he got himself hurt." 'Or worse' was heavily implied. "I imagine Tim did much the same with you?"

Tim stiffened as Bruce sighed. Well, that's not a good sign.

"Yes, though Tim doesn't live here."

"He has a room, though, right?"

"Of course."

"Good. I can't imagine having to travel with the kind of injuries you guys get at night is very fun." Here, he turned and looked Barbra in the eye. "Honestly, you deserve a prize for traveling from here to wherever you live after getting injured."

Barbra smiled sheepishly, "Thanks? I don't really come here, though. Only on occasion."

Bruce interrupted before the conversation could continue, "What do you mean? Dick's the only one of us who could possibly get hurt on the job." He shook his head. "Honestly, why did you ever join the BHPD? It's too dangerous."

Oh, Danny had to put a stop to that right away!

"Sorry, to jump in here, Mister Wayne, but I know what all of you moonlight as." He ignored Bruce's narrowed, sharp glare. "You're Batman, Dick is Nightwing, Tim is Robin, meaning that Barbra has to be Batgirl and, if I'm right, Oracle."

"Who are you?" Bruce demanded. He didn't ask because asking is for people who aren't paranoid enough to have six levels of security at the front gate alone.

"I just told you: Danny." He unflinchingly met Bruce's glare. "Not good enough for you? I'm Danny, personal caretaker of vigilantes who refuse to take care of themselves, bookkeeper, cook, unlicensed medical unprofessional, et cetera. Though, don't call me a therapist because that's my sister. Is that a better answer?"

Bruce hummed.

The meal itself was somehow even worse than before Alfred had brought out the food. Glares were being thrown and concerned glances shared. It made the food taste bad, which was probably a war crime.

Danny had been raised with manners, so he'd thanked Alfred for making dinner. He even offered to help with clean up, though he backed down when he was refused. He knows better.

After dinner, the group had gone back into the very same drawing room as before. Dick and Barbra cuddled together on the couch, Bruce and Tim took the two armchairs, and Danny sat on the floor in front of the now lit fireplace.

"So, Tim," Danny started, "You working on any interesting cases?"

Tim seemed to perk up a bit. "Yeah, actually. It's a murder-"

"We're not at liberty to discuss anything with you, Daniel." Bruce's voice was gravely, almost the voice he used as Batman, as he spoke over Tim.

Danny's eyes narrowed. "I believe I told you my name is 'Danny', not 'Daniel'."

"Well, seeing as I don't actually know you, and you have offered up no sir name, I'll stick with calling you whatever I'm comfortable with, especially in my own home."

"This isn't a fight you wanna pick, Mister Wayne. You might want to rethink your choice."

"I am well aware of what battles to fight. However, you're mistaken. This isn't a battle. I'm merely stating that I will be calling you 'Daniel' until you offer up your sir name to be called by."

Danny very obviously looked Bruce up and down. "I guess my parents were right; You can't ever believe everything you read on the internet."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Because you, Mister Wayne, are horrible with children."

The temperature in the room dropped. Bruce's glare hardened even more. He appraised Danny, assessing him and filing away everything he could find. "Speaking to me like that in my own home is quite the move."

"Are you threatening me, Mister Wayne?"

"Not at all," he denied. "What are you really doing here, Dick?"

"I wanted to come meet Tim," Dick lied.

"Don't lie to me."

"What, I can't even come meet your newest Robin?"

"After the way you treated Jason?"

Dick stood quickly, Barbra scrambling to her feet. "After the way I-! You're the one who let him put on my old uniform!"

Bruce stood to his full height, looking down on Dick. "Me? You barely even talked to him! I spent as much time as I could with him!"

Danny blocked out the already out of hand yelling match and grabbed Barbra's and Tim's hands, leading them out of the room. This was not how he was hoping this would go at all.

He could still hear the yelling, even in the foyer.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to Tim and Barbra, "I didn't expect this to happen."

"It's alright," Barbra said, flinching when she realized that she could hear both men's voices almost clearly.

"No, it's not. I dragged Dick here to apologize to Tim. We were supposed to leave before Bruce even left Wayne Enterprises."

Tim shook his head. "We should've anticipated something like this would happen."

"Yeah..."

The three sat together on the steps, Bruce and Dick's voices carrying through the wood and marble.

"Hey," Barbra said after a few minutes, "How do you know about the Cave being under the Manor?"

Danny blinked at her before turning to Tim. "There's a cave under the Manor?!" He glared playfully at his friend. "You didn't tell me that your base of operations is a cave under Wayne Manor!"

"If it makes you feel any better," Tim offered, "Dick named it the Bat Cave."

"It's called the Bat Cave!?"

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(Ps I tried making a colored version but I fucked up really bad.... So if anyone wants I'll probably just remake it digitally if at all)