"Hey Grayson, I need some help with a school project..." Damian said gruffly, sitting down at the counter.

"The great Damian Wayne needs help?" Dick feigned surprise as he stared at his younger brother.

"Oh come on, don't even start or I'll ask Todd for help!" Damian retorted, placing his arms across his chest.

"Ask me for help with what?" Jason stood looming behind Damian, in a way that would have scared any normal human being.

"Nothing!" Damian said, barely even jumping out of his seat.

"What do you need help with anyway?" Dick asked, sitting down across from his brothers.

"tt... I need to paint something for school." Damian said, glaring at Tim as he walked into the room.

"So what?  It's just painting." Tim said, as he sat down by Dick, "Hey, I need that pencil."

"Sure, here you go." Dick said, "What's the problem with painting Damian?"

"tt... I don't know what it is..." Damian said, looking down at his shoes.

The three boys looked up and Damian, and each had their mouth open so big it could've hit the ground.

"You don't know what painting is?!" Jason shouted, in pure almost disbelief.

"No..." Damian said, glaring at him, "It's not like I'll need to know what it is, whatever it is!"

"Dami, every child in the world knows how to paint.  There are parents who have little sketches or paintings that their children made in kindergarten and stuff!" Dick protested, "Didn't your parents ever let you-"

"Really Dick?  His parents?" Tim said, pointing to the child, "He was born to be an assassin!"

"Well, don't assassins paint?" Jason said, sticking a cigarette in his mouth.

"No, what is this painting?!" Damian said, almost on the verge of shouting.

"Oh boy, why did you ask us to teach you painting?" Tim asked shaking his head, "You know this is not going to end well!"

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"This is a canvas Damian.  This is a paintbrush.  This is a pallet.  This is a tube of paint.  This is how you paint!" Dick said, pointing at each thing, and ending with a flourish as he painted something on the canvas.

"What is that Dick?" Jason asked, and he looked at the dripping black paint.

"It's a bat symbol Jay, how could you not see that?" Tim said in response, picking up the paint brush, "But I think you need to put a bit of yellow behind it."

"Hm... yeah, like the bat symbol that the Commish puts up?" Dick asked, handing Tim a tube of yellow paint.

"I think it should be red, instead of black." huffed Jason, puffing on his cigarette.

"Cigarette out Jay.  And no we will not make it black!" Dick said, as he watched Tim put yellow around the outside of the black bat.

"How about a night sky?" Tim asked, handing Dick the yellow tube of paint back.

"Yeah, Jason can you pass the navy paint?" Dick asked Jason.

"I ought to give you the red paint!" Jason smirked, but nevertheless handing Dick the navy one.

Damian watched in silence as his brothers worked together to create what they called a masterpiece, and silently noted their skill, he started to paint something of his own.

"Don't give me the red paint you big meanie!" Dick said, sticking out his tongue, and handing Tim a pallet with navy paint added onto it.

"I'll give you the blue paint!" Jason said, as an evil idea started to form in his mind.

"You better!" Dick said teasingly, not knowing that Jason had a really really evil idea in his mind.

"Okay!" Jason took this as permission, and he grabbed a tube of blue paint and squirted it all over Dick's shirt, "There, a masterpiece!"

"Uh..." Dick said, looking down on his shirt, as he saw the Nightwing symbol painted almost perfectly on it, "No no no.... actually Jason can you hand me the red paint, I'm going to need it to put it on the piece over here."

"Oh really?" Jason said, handing Dick the paint tube, "Here you go."

Dick grinned at Jason eagerly and Jason suddenly realized his mistake as Dick started to paint the Red Hood symbol on his chest.

Tim smiled, "Will you two quit it?"

"Nah, we still got to do it to you!" Jason and Dick said with a scary tone in their voices.

"Uh oh..." Tim back up.

"Will you guys stop?" Damian asked, you're going to ruin my masterpiece!"

The boys turned and looked at Damian's board, and they all gasped, "Woah...."

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When Alfred entered the entertainment room, he was surprised to see a painting hanging up in the room... and he immediately smiled, knowing it was Damian who had painted it.

"Master Bruce would've been so proud...."

This is the painting(sorry, I drew it and it looks awful):

A/N:  Hope you guys liked... I'm sorry, I couldn't find any art for the bat boys that I liked for this so I just drew this really quickly... I know I'm an awful drawer, so sorry for this :(

Also sorry this is pretty short :(