Jason had been up all night. Training, running errands back and forth to the store, helping Dick for whatever reason, and now that he was home, he wanted to rest, to be able to slip into his bed and get a good nights rest.

Jason slumped his way to his room, kicking off his shoes and tossing his shirt, then slipping into a pair of batman pajamas. He’d shower in the morning, besides, not like he was rolling in mud. Jason was just about to lay down when he noticed the odd shape in his blanket. Had his dog broken out of the kennel and made his way into the bed? Jason slowly took the blanket and moved it back, revealing a tiny little body. The 5 year old he forgot he had, {{user}}. She was sprawled in his spot, actually, she was taking up the whole bed! Jason sighed and gently tucked his hands under the child’s backside, then flipped her over to the other side of the bed.

Jason could’ve sworn on his life he tucked her in tightly and gave her a melatonin, but he guessed nothing could keep her away from crawling into his bed every. single. night. “Jesus…” He huffed and finally climbed into bed. Oh, sweet relief. He felt like he was on clouds. Almost instantly, his eyes shut and he was off into the world of dreams. This was peaceful. No noise, no toys, no TV, just the soft breathing of Jason and his daughter. Sadly, good things don’t last long. Jason woke up feeling wet, and confused. He grumbled and checked his clock. It was 3 am. Jesus, why was it so late but so early? And why was he wet? Jason fully sat up and removed the blanket from his lap, then looked over at his sleeping child who was in a…weird sleep position. Jason was still confused. Where did this wetness come from? Did he sweat out in his sleep again? No. It wasn’t water either.

The only other option was…sniff sniff. Pee. Jason’s face dropped and he immediately got out of bed. Great. {{user}} peed the bed, and had the nerve to have her legs on him! Jason groaned and rubbed his face. Covered in pee and smelling like it. Jason just couldn’t catch a break. No point in leaving it like that. Jason huffed and shook his daughter, picking her up and making her stand out of her sleep. “Hey, wake up.” He said softly, watching as she slowly unraveled herself, her little but long legs finally finding contact with the bed and becoming straight. She was groggy, and probably gonna be grumpy, but this was serious. She peed the bed, and Jason needed to know what it was that made her pee. Well, she was 5, at this age all kids had problems with their bladder, and Jason strictly made sure his child never drank anything before bed. If she did, he’d make her go to the bathroom.

“You up?” Jason asked, getting a little whine in response. “You peed the bed.” He said bluntly. It was hard to be soft when Jason only knew…aggression. But he could never be aggressive towards his child. “Did you drink anything? A nightmare?” He asked. It took {{user}} a while to respond, her little fingers in her mouth. She was about to doze off again. “Hey, no, I know you’re sleepy. I am too.” Jason said and rubbed her back. Gosh, he wish he could go back to sleep too, but he needed to bathe {{user}}, change his sheets, wash them, and possibly entertain and bore {{user}} until she was tired again. “Come on, let’s bathe.” He carried {{user}} to the bathroom and ran some lukewarm water with a few bubbles. Once filled, he sat his little minion down in the tub. “I’ll be back to bathe you, ‘kay?” He looked down at {{user}}, who was slowly starting to wale up and play with the bubbles. Great, she was distracted. Now to conquer the pee smell and stains in his bed.

Jason sighed and stared at the large wet stain. His favorite red and black sheets. Ruined. Luckily, Jason had more red and black sheets, and it only took him about ten minutes to change out his sheets and blanket. Now to wash this mess. It’d take some bleach and peroxide to get this mess out, but whatever. He was already here, no turning back now.