A week passed and Pixie and Damian became practically inseparable. They laughed together like they were old friends. Damian had refused to tell anyone in his family about Pixie's existence and he swore Alferd to secrecy. The pair was at lunch when the topic came up about after school activities.

"Wait, you don't play any sports?" Pixie asked.

"No."

"Why? Your so amazingly good at everything involving athletics!" If only Pixie knew what she was doing to an already inflated ego.

"You are correct, but I do not have the time to run around a field to gain popularity and my name on a plaque." Damian took a sip of water. "Are there any clubs you have intrest in joining?"

"Maybe the debate team or student concil. I do want to join something, if not my afternoons are really boring."

"What do you do in the afternoons?"

"Nothing, really. My parents don't get home until 6 and my sisters go to an extended school thing to get their homework done and play with other kids. I just sit at home."

"That. Is. Disgusting."

"What? Damian, no it's not."

"From now on you will come to Wyane manor with me after school."

"But-"

"It is not a question."

".....okay......thanks, I guess."

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When the school day was over Pixie and Damian got into the large black limo. Damian quickly explained the situation to Alferd while Pixie sat in awe of how fancy the limo was.

Alferd made conversation with Pixie about how wonderful her essay was. Pixie blushed and started to talk about her sisters. (By the end of the story Damian wanted to punch Anna and Rose)

The large metal gates opened to reveal Wyane manor.

"It's like a castle." Said Pixie.

"It's really not, most castles are not as nice as this." Replied Damian. They all went inside and for a moment Pixie started at the huge Chandler in the middle of the celling. Alferd than made them apple slices with cinnamon to eat as an after school snack. They finished their homework very quickly.

"What do we do now?" Pixie asked.

"I suppose we coul-"

"DAMI! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU WERE HAVING A FRIEND OVER!" Dick yelled. Damian faced palmed. Pixie giggled.

"Why hello there. I am Dick Grayson, Dami's older brother!"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Pixie."

"She's very pretty." Dick whispered screamed to Damian. Never in Damian's life had he wanted to kill Dick so badly.

"Dick?" A red headed woman came into the kitchen.

"That's my cue to leave. It was nice to meet you Pixie." Dick left the room with the red head.

Damian was blushing profusely.

"Dami?" Pixie questioned the nickname while containing a giggle.

"Let's just watch a moive." Damian blurted out. Damian left so he could find Alferd.

Pixie sat quietly before the silence was broken.

"PIX!" Blair forced her best friend into a bone crushing hug. "Howareyouwhayareyoudoinghere-" Jason covered Blair's mouth with his hand.

"Hey Blondie." Jason ruffled Pixie's hair, which annoyed her beyond belife. "What Blair is trying to say, why are you here?"

"She's with me." Damian said, now returned with Alferd.

"Yeah. We're friends." Pixie smiled at the ground. Blair noticed this. She also noticed that Damian said "she's with me," protectively. Blair dug her fingernails into Jason's forearm to stop herself from squealing. They had crushes on each other. Blair decided at that moment she would do everything in her power to make sure Pixie and Damian became a couple.

"Jay. Let's go." Blair grabbed the back of Jason's pants (he wasn't wearing a shirt) and brought him back upstairs to do things that make angles blush.

"Now that everyone in my 'family' is done trying to annoy us, what film would you like to watch?" Damian asked.

"What about Harry Potter?"

"Exalant choice." Damian took the bowl of popcorn that Alferd had made, grabbed Pixie's hand (it was becoming a habit), and brought them to the media room.

They started with the Sorcerer's Stone. They talked thought out the moive about their favorite scenes, their house, what their Patronus would be, and much more nerdy conversation. Pixie and Damian continued to watch the moives. At the beginning of the Goblet of Fire, Pixie fell alsleep on Damian's shoulder. Damian relized this and brought Pixie to his room.

"Father?" Damian called out.

Bruce stuck his head out of his offiice. "Yes?"

"I invited a pier from school-"

"I know you invited Pixie over. Alferd told me."

"She fell asleep and I do not wish to wake her, may she stay the night?"

"I tell her parents."

Damian was pleased with himself. He went back into his room and looked at Pixie sleeping. He took her glasses off her face and placed them on his bedside table. She was still dressed in her Gotham Acamdy uniform. Damian opened (hacked) her phone, went through her browser history, and found a page were she was looking at Robin themed pajamas. The company that produced them was actually owned by Wayne Enterprises, so after a very short phonecall, filled with threats, a set was dropped off at the manor.

The fimilar glow of the Batsingle filled the sky, Damian quickly scrubbled a noye, put on his uniform and went to the GCPD headquarters.

When Pixie woke up it was midnight. She was slightly scared because she was not in her apartment. She relized she was in Wyane manor, laying on Damian's bed. She felt around for a moment before finding her glasses and phone. She also found a note.

Dear Pixie,
Please excuse my absense. My father had an emergency bussiness meeting at Wayne Enterprises, since I will one day run the company I went with him. They always run very late. If you need anything ask Pennyworth. Next to the nightstand there is sleepwear for you. I will see you in the morning.
Yours,
D. Wyane

Pixie looked next to the nightstand to see the Robin pajamas she had wanted for ages. She changed and got back into the bed. She wondered for a moment how Damian guessed she wanted these spefic pajamas but she fell back alsleep before she came to a anweser.

Damian returned from patrol at about 3am. When he saw Pixie in her Robin pajamas, he smiled. He layed down next to her without going under the covers, it would look very suggestive if he did. He didn't plan to actually sleep but Pixie's steady breaths calmed Damian. As he fell alsleep he wrapped his arms around Pixie, for protection reasons obviously.

Than there was only slience and sleep.

Author's Note
I broke the 1,000 word mark. :) Don't worry, the story will get more interseting soon. Sorry if my updates arn't super fast. I'm working on two other, unpublished stories besides this one. So....yeah.
Stay Whelmed!
♡Pixie♡