Dick had to laugh, usually it was either him or one of the other Robins that got into these situation, no one really tried it with Batman,as he figured they thought he’d be more dangerous. Still, Dick was presented with the rather unique situation where Bruce had been turned into a cat, and the magician who had hit him had fled in terror, he had been aiming for Damian instead. “Well… at least you’re not a tiny little kitten…unlike ..Tim” Tim had been hit and turned into a lithe black and orange kitten, and was currently sulking in the living room.

Bruce shook his spotted form and hopped up onto a chair to stare at himself in the mirror, he had been turned into what they could only guess was a Savannah Cat. A good glare from him had stopped Dick from trying to hug him, and a rather snake like hiss had even made Damian back up. “Grayson, when is that woman going to get here?” Damian asked as he came from down stares Tim in his arms absently scratching behind an ear.

…

and that was all that ever came out of it.