Batman took it in stride, bending down to give his sons a big hug. "Hi boys!" He spoke cheerfully, but the look he was giving the rest of the team was anything but. It was a mix between 'I will have your head' and 'we will talk about this later'.

"Daddy, we were on a spaceship!" Jason grinned, holding onto Batman's torso as he stood up with Tim around his neck.

"Yeah!" Tim giggled, reaching for the ears of the costume.

"Oh, that sounds like it was a lot of fun."

The two toddlers nodded vigorously, clinging to their father. "Uh huh, but the mean kids over there tried touching Tim." Jason glared as he pointed at the Young Justice squad, who felt a sense of dread befall them. "But I stop them."

Tim nodded, a very serious look on his adorable little face. "Uh huh, Jay protect." Jason beamed at his little brother, reaching up to pat his leg.

"Well, I will have a talk with them right now. Why don't the two of you go play with Diana in the meantime?" Bruce gestured for the Amazon to come over, which she gladly did.

The two boys squealed, scrambling to get out of their father's arms. "Auntie Di!" They yelled, running to her wide open arms. Incoherent babbling could be heard as the three of them headed towards the lounge, leaving Flash and Batman to face the teens.

"Explain."

"Jason and Tim seem to have been exposed to a chemical while on our mission." Kaldur took responsibility, being team leader and all. Sometimes he really did not like being responsible."We are not sure what it is, but we brought a sample with us."

Batman nodded, handing the sample to the Flash. He grunted, taking the cowl off in a fluid motion. "Since my identity will compromised soon enough, might as well tell you. I am Bruce Wayne, Nightwing is my son Dick , and as you have seen already, Robin and Red are Jason and Tim. You know the rules." The team nodded, most of them having put two and two together about the identities.

"What are we going to do about the age difference? I was six when Jason was three and Tim two." Dick asked, rubbing his hands through his hair. "They are bound to notice."

"We can't say they got de-aged, they won't understand that." Wally pointed out, looking like a light bulb went off in his head. "What if we said that Dick is from the future? And so are we?"

Everyone paused, mulling Wally's words over. Eventually, Batman nodded. "That could work. It would be the easiest way to explain it to toddlers." The rest of the group agreed, deciding the whole team was going to be 'from the future' to avoid confusion. It was a good thing they did so quickly, because not a moment after they finished discussing the details did Tim come toddling back in the room, tugging on Bruce's cape until his father picked him up. "Tim, where are Diana and Jason?"

Tim shrugged, pointing in the direction he came from. "Playing." He pouted, poking his dad's cheek as his stomach growled. "Hungry, daddy, hungry."

Bruce chuckled, ruffling his son's hair. "How does a snack sound?" Tim nodded eagerly, lighting up like a Christmas tree. Bruce looked over at the team, a thoughtful expression crossing his face briefly. "Do you mind if my friends join us?" His son looked over at Dick and the team curiously, squinting with a nod.

"Dickie can come." The team did not hide their shock well, making the two year old giggle into his hand and climb down off Bruce, running over to his oldest brother, reaching up for his hand. "Come, Dickie, eat."

Dick looked at his dad before taking Tim's hand and leading the way to the kitchen, the others not too far behind. Once there, Tim made grabby motions up towards Dick with a slight whine until his brother got the hint, picking him up and placing him on his hips. Tim snuggled in, watching the team curiously as they stared dumbfounded at the two.

"Tim, how did you know this was Dick? He is much older."

Tim grinned, pulling Dick's hair and sticking his tongue out at his brother. "Know Dickie, even old man Dickie." He squealed when Dick tickled him, tears of laughter flowing out of his shut eyes.

"Why you!"

Bruce watched with a fond expression, going about making his son a sandwich and grabbing him a glass of milk while he calmed down. Once he had his attention, he kissed his forehead, setting him in the chair next to M'gann and Artemis. "Tim, I gotta go back to work okay?" Tim nodded, already biting into his sandwich with a grin. "But Dick and his friends here are going to watch after you and Jay until I come to take you home, alright?"

"Bye daddy, love you." Tim smiled, watching Bruce leave, as Jason and Diana entered, giving Jason the same speech. Jason spotted Dick, eyes going wide as he darted towards his older brother, scaling his body and pinching his nose, making Dick squeak.

"Dickie? That you?" Dick nodded, placing Jason in his lap. Jason pouted, hugging Dick and mumbling into his chest. "Sorry for being mean."

"Don't worry about it, little man. You hungry?" Jason nodded, eagerly taking the sandwich Kaldur placed in front of him. "What do you say, Jay?"

"Thank you!" He shouted around a mouthful of sandwich, grinning ear to ear. M'gann couldn't help but chuckle at the adorable sight, drawing his attention to her. He turned and faced her, gasping when he saw her. "Woah, pretty." The teens snickered, watching Tim and Jason go back to eating their sandwiches with little hums of happiness. Once they were done, Tim's eyes began to droop and Jason was stifling a yawn.

"Do you two want a nap?" Wally offered, placing the dishes in the sink and checking to make sure Dick's room was clean, assuming they would sleep in there.

"No! Not tired." They yelled softly in unison. Artemis smiled, picking Tim up in her arms as Dick took Jason, the two of them taking the sleepy toddlers to Nightwing's room and getting them settled. Before they shut the door, Jason called out. "Leave it open, please."

Artemis left it cracked, saying goodnight and leaving the three brothers. Tim looked up at Dick with sleepy eyes, patting the bed next to him. "Sleep, Dickie." And of course, who could say no to a sleepy Tim?

So that is how the team found the three brothers an hour later, the two toddlers wrapped around their oldest brother with soft snores coming from their mouths.