Things had been calm in Wayne matter for the majority of October
No major accidents had happened during patrol or outside
Bruce and Selina hadn’t had any of their occasional existential crisis where one of them thought that the other would be better off without them or vice versa
Jason hadn’t started a fight with Bruce
Damian hadn’t seriously stabbed someone
and generally the siblings had been getting along well
then halfway throughout the month - once the carved pumpkins and spooky scary skeletons appeared - Dick had the idea
This was the first time in ages that the entire family was a) alive, b) in contact and c) not on missions and at the ripe age of six, you we’re finally at an age where (with enough protection and safety measures) you would be allowed to finally go trick and treating
And not only that, Dick thought, this year they’d finally get around to throwing a halloween party just for them and their friends without any of the rich snobs that usually appeared at Galas
Quick as a flash Dick had gotten almost all of his siblings on board
Damian was acting rather indifferent even though on the inside he was somewhat curious about the whole ordeal since it would be one of the first times he’d be able to do something like that
Jason loved the idea just so he could keep his title as the best prankster in the family (something very controversially discussed between the children), since halloween was probably the best time for that
Tim had originally planned to just chill at his flat, watch some scary movies and eat all the candy he could get his hands on, but Dick’s proposal sounded like it would end in family chaos and he couldn’t think of any movie that would be more entertaining than that
Cassandra - while familiar with the concept of Halloween - wasn’t all to interested in it, but then Steph had talked to her about all the cool couple costumes they could do and since making her best friend happy made her happy she was down
Duke and Barbara were both all for a nice halloween get together because they both didn’t really have anything better to do and for Duke especially it would be one of the first times he’d get to spend a special day with his family without any… trouble
And for the littlest Wayne… well
once you had gotten wind of it, immediately being over the moon just at the thought of getting to dress up all fancy in a costume and getting to go around just for people to give you candy? for free? Yes, you were all in for the idea and you were basically buzzing with energy and excitement just minutes after he had told
There was no way they were gonna let you be disappointed after having seen your smile just at the idea
Now while growing up the way you did, you were incredibly good at hiding secrets from other people for a six year old, but you weren’t the best at being able to decide what you actually needed to keep to yourself until someone told you, so when your mother came into the room right after Dick had told you about the idea you immediately jumped over to her and told her all about it
Selina smiled at you and then looked at Dick with a raised eyebrow, effectively communicating her interest and doubt about the whole ordeal
“Mommy, mommy, will you dress up too?” you asked her with shining eyes and at that moment she also decided that this was probably a good idea
“Well of course I will, it wouldn’t be a halloween party if we weren’t all dressed up right?”
“So dad will too?”
Cue to dick imagining the usual stoic Bruce in a cliche halloween costume
he couldn’t decide what idea he liked most: Bruce in a cheap skeleton costume or Bruce dressed up as a ghost
in the end he decided the funniest image was that of his dad wearing a badly made superman costume
of course Bruce himself didn’t actually know about the party in planning yet - or had approved it for that matter, but there was one step that was by far more important than telling him
They had to convince the one with whom the idea would either rise - or fall: Alfred
“So, who is going to ask him?” Dick wondered aloud as he walked through the main living room with you peacefully slumbering in his arms. Having all agreed to help out with his Halloween-plans, quite a few members of the family had gathered - in fact it was almost surprising that no bomb had blown up yet with how things usually went when so many of them were present. Sitting, standing and lying all throughout the room were Dick and you - as mentioned before - Selina who was nursing a cup of tea with Alfred the cat cozily lying on her lap on an armchair, Cass, Steph and Tim were playing uno on the floor, Jason and Damian were each sitting on one of the sofas each cleaning their respective weapons and Duke and Barbara had been deep in conversation before Dick had spoken up, gaining all of their attention (except yours, still sleeping peacefully). Even though no one in the room vocally answered his question, all eyes immediately wandered over to Selina. Without so much as a sense of urgency, she took another sip of tea before shaking her head softly with a small smile. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I won’t take that upon myself, I’m willing to help you out with this, but that is something I cannot do.” “Why not? Alfred will listen to you.” “Probably, but - and call me selfish - I’d rather not be on the receiving end of all that is to come if this all blows over,” she shrugged and brought the cup back up to her lips, finished with her explanation. “So, Cassandra, my dearest sister-” Dick turned to the next person he thought would get Alfred to agree. “No,” she immediately rebutted. The oldest brother was about to turn to Barbara when he realized that almost everyone was looking at him with different levels of raised eyebrows and quickly figured out what was going on. “You all want me to do it, don’t you?” “I mean it was you’re idea after all you know,” Jason clapped him on the back in support, leaned down to give you a soft kiss on your forehead and left, being followed by most of the others.
So yeah it was Dick (and you since he had to at least have some secret weapon with him) who had to go through the final phase of bringing the plan in motion
He wasn’t sure what he expected to happen, but he assumed Alfred would have at least some level of resistance to his proposal
Instead, Alfred excitedly picked you up and began telling you about all the things he could bake and cook and how he’d decorate the ballroom and how glad he’d be to finally plan something different than a formal gala, especially if the whole family would attend
Dick was just left dumbfounded, but soon the excitement set in
oh yeah… the plan was in full motion now
also Bruce found out about it by pure coincidence when Alfred had him sign off on which decoration to buy and had to explain the whole thing since no one had remembered
Part 2 - Of Costumes and Chaos
The planning for the ‘Hallowayne’ party was still on the high when the next step of the halloween saga started
Since Alfred had made the party planning his full time job (beside the usual things he did in the Manor) and basically forbid anyone but Selena and Cassandra to help him out (even though he sometimes asked you for your opinion and took every of your reactions very serious) it left the rest of them with more than enough time to plan the part of the evening that they were probably most excited for
The costumes
The most invested in the idea were probably Dick, Stephanie and you
Stephanie was still hell bent on the idea of having matching costumes for her and Cass (and Ideally everyone else too, but she knew that was a fight she’d loose) and after she had thought about dozen of different possible ideas, she set her sight on Daphne and Velma from Scooby doo
Cass - who didn’t care about the whole costume thing too much - was actually rather happy about the idea
Dick was switching what he wanted to go as every second hour, but he almost always came back to one idea that was playing into the inside joke of his cereal addiction and so his siblings were pretty sure he’d stay with the whole ‘cereal killer’ costume
the rest of them either already had decided what they were going as or didn’t care so much as to plan it so far in advance (an exception was Jason who absolutely refused to tell anyone, even you, what he was going on but insisted it would blow their minds)
honestly Tim had been kinda worried he’d arrive in a joker costume and traumatise the entire family, but he gave Jason the benefit of the doubt, claiming him innocent until proven otherwise
Now what they were all very invested in was your costume
Because hell was unleashed after an off-side comment from Selina about how she had thought of making you a baby-Batman costume when you were still a baby, too young to decide for your own what you had wanted to dress up as (not that there really was a need to dress up since you’d spent the day in the manor anyways)
Oh, the inspiration that this comment gave the other family members
Because just! Im! ag! ine!
Little you in any of their costumes? They would die happy people
So of course that means war because you can only dress up as one of them
Prepare for all of them to try to smother you as much as they can and make you like them best (which they usually did as well, but this time it was x10)
They show you pictures of their costumes and told you about how cool they looked and why they looked so much cooler than any of the others
Damian even went so far to let you wear his cape around the house - something that you loved to do but were always forbidden from
Even Selina joined in, with the unfair advantage of the fact that it was just genetically for you to love cats
It slightly escalated from there on with everyone wanting you to pick them and once Bruce caught you with Jason’s helmet and a(n unloaded) gun running through the halls with your siblings chasing after you, he put down a strict rule that you could go as virtually everything you wanted as long as it wasn’t a hero
any hero at that, because while he didn’t the chaos within the manor to continue the way it did, he hated the idea of you wearing the costume of a different hero even more
after that they all tried to brainstorm ideas for which costumes would be best for you, but you changed interest so often that there was no way to find the best - especially since you yourself couldn’t choose
It was Damian who found the solution - more or less
It had been his turn to bring you to bed - a very desired task in the manor - and you had begged him to read you a story and since it had been your favorite tale from the moment you could think, he had chosen the copy of Alice in Wonderland that had belonged to the family ever since Bruce had been small
While he was reading about how Alice fell down the rabbit hole, your tired, little self just muttered: “I wanna be Alice… and you can be the white rabbit… alway so late…”
It was Saturday exactly one week before the party and one week and a day before Halloween since they had decided to throw the party a day before to give all their friends who had… other plans… on this very criminally active day of the year time for their secondary occupation. They had still no idea what you could go to the party as and by this point everyone else, except you, Tim, Damian and your parents had decided and bought / prepared everything for their own costumes. Now, almost all ideas had been thought of yet and none of them seemed to satisfy. Until that very Sunday, when Damian had left rather early with Titus and only came back in time for the weekly manor lunch that was usually attended by everyone available. This weekend it was only him, you, your parents and Tim who had had the time so it was rather calm that day. As you were munching on pancakes, sitting between Bruce and Selina, who were talking to Tim about their weeks and Wayne Ent. Damian and Titus came into the room and Damian was holding three filled-up Paper backs in his arms that he let promptly fall onto the table. “Oh, welcome back Damian, how was your… walk?” Selina greeted him, but posed the end of the sentence as a question considering that usually his walks didn’t end in shopping sprees. “It was agreeable, I have bought something.” “Yes, we can see that-” Bruce smiled at his son and motioned to the bags, “-what is it that you bought?” Instead of answering, Damian turned towards you and held his hand out. “Uhkti, would you mind coming with me for a moment?” “Uhu,” your answer was as happy as always as you quickly jumped off your chair and rushed into your brother’s arms who, without so much of a second of consideration, picked you up along with one of the backs and disappeared into the next room over. The suspense was high as your parents and older brother all waited for Damian and you to return, fuelled by an outcry of joy and the giggles that followed that they heard coming from you. A few more minutes passed and the expectations and questions in the gathered people’s minds grew, but then the door opened again and Damian came inside wearing a headpiece with two white rabbit ears much to everyone’s surprise. Looking stoic as ever, like he wasn’t even aware of what was on his head, he cleared his throat and straightened up as if preparing to make a declaration. And declare he did: “May I introduce to you: Alice.” Into the room you came, a black bow in your hair, wearing the typical baby-blue puffy dress along with a white apron, shiny black shoes and black and white striped tights. “Oh, Y/N honey, you look amazing,” Selina cued at you and even Bruce looked at you in awe, “ can you do a little twirl for us darling?” You did as you were told and relished in how the wide skirt flew through the air around you. “Damian, it’s perfect, thank you so much,” Bruce complimented his son who puffed his chest out in pride, “I suppose you’re going to be the white rabbit then, yes?” “Correct father, in fact, I have bought costumes for all of us?” “Really all of us?” “Yes,all of the people in this room, Drake,” Damian rolled his eyes at his brother as he pulled different things out of the bags and threw them in front of their respective recipients. In front of Bruce was a very extravagant top hat and the most…interesting… suit he had ever seen, Selina gave Damian a half amused-half annoyed glare at the bright purple/pink cat ears and literal cat-suit and Tim looked at the human-sized fabric card and suit that he had been assigned to. He was about to complain about having to be the servant character until he thought about how annoyed Dick would be that he wasn’t part of this group costume and was immediately happy about his costume.
Part 3 - The life of the party
The day of the Hallowayne-party had arrived and almost everyone was there
Diana had arrived in a very convincing Kleopetra costume and the vibe she was sending off was definitely fitting the character
The entire Kent family - meaning Clark, Lois, Jon, Conner and Kara - had arrived in a full on Addams family ‘cosplay’ with Clark and Lois rocking Morticia and Gomez, Kara and Conner shining as slightly to tall versions of Wednesday and Pugsley and Jon hiding his actual form behind a curtain of hair that made him unmistakingly cousin it
Some highlights throughout the rest of the guests (most of them other justice league members and others who were aware of the secrets of most guests) were: Barry going as guy Fieri, Kate dressed as a Shiebo from Kim possible, Titus who was wearing two more realistic versions of his head which gave him the appearance of the cutest version of Cerberus, Barbara who rolled into the room with a realistic mermaids tail making you ignore the conversation you had with Jon and rush over to her excitedly, completely entranced and Alfred and Duke who had, without planning, both bought the exact same mummy costume leading to the most seriously said: “Well, one of us is going to have to change,” that Alfred had ever and will ever say
The party was in full swing, everyone was having a great time talking, dancing, joking and eating the amazingly horrible looking, but great tasting, horror treats that Alfred had made
and then Jason arrived…
…wearing a superman costume
Most of the people found it hilarious - with Clark at the front - and the others (meaning: Bruce) were not all too amused by it
During the party, you talked to almost everyone in the room - everyone was delighted by your presence and they all complimented you on your costume - but constantly at your side were only Damian and Jon (who liked hanging out with you and Damian together because it made Damian more happy and a lot more soft because he refused to swear or threaten people in front of you)
People also wanted to compliment Damian’s rabbit costume but one very serious glare from him made them think twice about it
Cass and Steph - or Velma and Daphne as they wanted to be addressed that day and that day only - Dick, Tim, Jason and Duke also tagged along with you for a few minutes a time
Only late at night, it was almost one am and the party was still going strong even tho a few guest had had to leave at a point of time and then came back with a suspicious bruise or a piece of their costume missing, was when the peace and calm and enjoyable nature of the occasion was slightly disrupted
Jon had left your little gang to make a picture with everyone in his family so they could show of their costume in form of a picture on their mantlepiece
You had become a bit more quiet as the evening had progressed which no one could blame you for since it was a long time after your bedtime and you must have been tired, but when you asked Damian if he could get you one of the brain-cupcakes and a ‘blood’ soda, he told you to wait for him and went to get it for you
But when he came back, soda and cupcake in hand with Titus now trodding after him again after having spent most of the day lounging around the buffet…
…you were not there
all hell broke loose as the music was stopped and alfred asked if anyone knew your whereabouts over the microphone
After that it was like a search party started and it was almost as if no one remembered that they had super powers (especially the Kents) as they went about searching for you
It was Damian who had the only logical idea that evening…
“Where is she??? Is she under the buffet table?” “No I’ve already checked, behind the stage curtains?” “It’s a no show.” “SOMEONE BETTER FIND ME MY DAUGHTER OR I’LL GET HARLEEN HERE!” “Please calm down Selina, she can’t be far, I’m sure she’s okay…children, you better make sure your sister is okay or I’ll personally ground you from patrol for the next seventeen years. No, not seventeen, seven hundred!” “Damian, I think your family will start killing soon-” Jon turned to his best friend as they were walking through the halls of the manor still hearing the Wayne family’s shout, “-I mean I can’t blame them, really can’t, but I don’t think that they’ll find her that way, it’s not the best tracking taktic…” Damian suddenly turned to him with wide eyes. “Tracking… Jon you’re a genius,” he exclaimed - much to Jon’s surprise as he wondered if Damian was already starting to lose his mind after having “lost” his sister. He quickly followed his best friend who was seemingly searching for something different than his sister. What that something was was quickly revealed to him when Damian shouted: “Titus? Where are you boy?” through the manor. The - currently three headed - dog quickly came running towards the two of them, his tail wiggling excitedly. “Go find Ukhti Titus!” Damian said and immediately Titus started sniffing through the air as he walked around, searching for a trace. As the two boys followed him Jon questioned Damian. “Doesn’t he need..like…something she wore or stuff like that?” Damian rolled his eyes but explained anyway. “Titus is the best at what he does, he surpasses every K9-unit the police has to offer, but yes, even he usually needs something to get on the right smell, but since he spends most of his time in this house - and also with her - her smell is - for a lack of better words - saved within his memory.” As if he wanted to prove what his favorite person had just claimed, Titus straightened up before racing down one of the halls. Damian immediately started running after him and so did Jon, just with a bit more usage of Superspeed to keep up with the surprisingly fast dog. Titus came to a stop in front of the entrance doors to the ballroom that had been closed during the turmoil. Jon sighed. “I guess since she spent most of her day there, he must have smelled her here, too bad, it was worth a try at least.” “No, Titus isn’t that big of an amature, if he smells her here, she probably still is in there,” Damian defended his best animal friend and opened the door, Titus slipping through it as soon as it was opened wide enough and rushing towards one of the windows that had been hidden by balck-out curtains. “She couldn’t be- It can’t be this easy right?” Jon looked at Damian with wide eyes and after taking a deep breath, the latter opened the curtain and voila! There you were, curled together on the little bench that acted as a windowsill, your thumb in your mouth - a bad habit you couldn’t shake off yet - and your eyes peacefully closed in sleepy delight. Without so much of a moment of pause Titus jumped onto the sill and curled up beside you. Now peace was able to return.
Part 4 - Trick or Treaty
Once everyone had been informed that you were back and enough pictures of their cute sleeping alice (made even cuter by a sleeping cerberus), they brought the party back (and you into your bed)
Suspiciously enough not all too long after you had been put to sleep, Daphne aka. Cassandra disappeared and even though Stephanie (or Velma) claimed to have no idea where the partner in crime went, the picture of her sleeping with you lying on her chest all too comfy would suggest otherwise
On the actual day of Halloween you slept in for far longer than you usually would, but given how long you had been up the day before, Selina and Bruce decided to let you sleep in
But even once you woke up you were utterly exhausted and tired from all the action of the day before
You managed to power through the day, walking with Damian and Titus, ballet training with Cassandra and playing pirates with the one-eyes Captain played by Jason and his second in command the brave and fearless pirate-princess-fairy-witch played by you, but once the time for the much anticipated Trick or Treat tour with your parents and Dick (who insisted on coming along since it had been his idea), something had to happen…
obviously it had to, it wouldn’t be a Wayne-holiday if not
“Who is it this time? The Joker again? Or is it Scarecrow?” Bruce asked with a sigh as he came into the cave in his Batsuit, looking around the room. From everyone who was not on patrol, meaning Alfred, Damian, Dick, Bruce, Selina and Barbara, only Alfred and Damian, who Jon had invited over to watch horror movies which they couldn’t watch in the manor in risk of you catching sight of them, were not down in the cave. “No, it’s none of them-” Barbara answered as she typed away on her keyboard and pulled up live footage of a certain lady in green wreaking havoc, “-It’s Ivy, seems there were just a few too many slaughtered Pumpkins this year for her taste.” “Aunt Ivy,” you happily shouted, but it quickly got muffled by your mothers hand. She hadn’t yet been able to tell Bruce that Harley and Ivy had been made occasional babysitters for you. “Great, fine, Dick suit up, it’ll take more of us to handle her, we’ll leave in two so get ready quickly,” Bruce - not having heard you - commanded. “But-” “No buts Dick, I know,” Bruce sighed and turned to you, who was sitting on your mothers lap trying to read a book (your family had started teaching you reading and writing not too long ago since you were quite a smart toddler - not that they’d expect anything else from the child of two of the most capable people in Gotham). He came to kneel in front of the chair Selena sat on to get on eye level with you. “Hey pumpkin… I’m really sorry, but-” he shook his head disappointed at himself, “-I’m afraid Ricky and I won’t be able to go Trick and Treating with you today, but your mom-” “Actually-” Selena interrupted him in his explanation, “-I think it would be better if I came along with you. You know Ivy, she isn’t… the most rational of people. I’ll contact Harleen too, she’ll be able to calm her down, especially since it’ll be their two year anniversary not too soon.” “Are you sure, shouldn’t you stay here with Y/N and-” “It’s okay daddy, I had so much fun yesterday so I understand that you can’t go out with me today,” you smiled at him with a sort of understanding but also sadness, “I’ll just stay here with Rara,” you shrugged, earning you a wink and smile from Barbara before she turned back to her screens. “That’s very mature of you baby,” Selina complimented you and patted your head lovingly, “I’m promising you that we’ll make it up next year, okay?” “Really?” you asked a bit doubtingly, starting to play with your hands. “There’s no way I’d let something come in between, deal?” Bruce offered you his pinky finger and you gladly accepted. “Deal,” you smiled, letting both of your parents give you a kiss, before jumping down from your mothers lap and running over to Barbara who happily let you climb onto her lap and assigned you one of the screens where she let you play a child friendly car racing game. You were entranced in the game for a while and when you closed it and cuddled into Barbara who was still busy, your parents and brother had long left. “You’re really tired for someone who wanted to go trick or treating, princess, aren’t you?” Barbara mused as she took one hand off of the keyboard, not changing pace even though she was now only using one hand, to caress your cheek as you looked up at her. “Can I tell you a secret?” you tiredly yawned. “Always, little one.” “I am really sleepy so I didn’t actually want to go out today, but I didn’t want to disappoint Ricky…” your voice got quieter with every word as you drifted off into a soft sleep not aware at the heart eyes Barbara made at just how much like - and yet somehow un-like your family you were. She could just about imagine how things would turn out once you actually went trick or treating - but that would be a story for next year…
yknow, oregan is really pretty, i feel like that’s not said enough. i’m coming across a waterfall like, every twenty minutes this is so fucking beautiful. but i kinda also want to take a nap.
I love how it’s been like. three or four hours since i dis-the fuck-appeared from the house and not a soul as noticed.
i’m chilling on the other side of the country waiting for my family to realize that instead of lounging with my menagerie of cats, ive broke into an airbnb in oregan because i accidentally teleported myself. again.
I noticed kid, but I also know you can handle yourself AND I know that if needed I can (and will) take a zeta tube to your location
Anyway there are snacks in your backpack
oh shit i do have a backpack. this airbnb is well stocked so i’ve been eating their food.
and i was just gonna start hitch hiking back in the morning and have my own personal cross country road trip.
…I’m picking you up
aw cmon! you literally just said i can handle myself.
Youcan, but that doesn’t mean I’ll let you
really? what’s the worst that can happen in that situation? any random serial killer that picks me up on the road will be a total amateur compared to both gotham and new york rouges and that’s like, the worst case scenario i can think of
yknow, oregan is really pretty, i feel like that’s not said enough. i’m coming across a waterfall like, every twenty minutes this is so fucking beautiful. but i kinda also want to take a nap.
I love how it’s been like. three or four hours since i dis-the fuck-appeared from the house and not a soul as noticed.
i’m chilling on the other side of the country waiting for my family to realize that instead of lounging with my menagerie of cats, ive broke into an airbnb in oregan because i accidentally teleported myself. again.
I noticed kid, but I also know you can handle yourself AND I know that if needed I can (and will) take a zeta tube to your location
Anyway there are snacks in your backpack
oh shit i do have a backpack. this airbnb is well stocked so i’ve been eating their food.
and i was just gonna start hitch hiking back in the morning and have my own personal cross country road trip.
…I’m picking you up
aw cmon! you literally just said i can handle myself.
yknow, oregan is really pretty, i feel like that’s not said enough. i’m coming across a waterfall like, every twenty minutes this is so fucking beautiful. but i kinda also want to take a nap.
I love how it’s been like. three or four hours since i dis-the fuck-appeared from the house and not a soul as noticed.
i’m chilling on the other side of the country waiting for my family to realize that instead of lounging with my menagerie of cats, ive broke into an airbnb in oregan because i accidentally teleported myself. again.
I noticed kid, but I also know you can handle yourself AND I know that if needed I can (and will) take a zeta tube to your location
Anyway there are snacks in your backpack
oh shit i do have a backpack. this airbnb is well stocked so i’ve been eating their food.
and i was just gonna start hitch hiking back in the morning and have my own personal cross country road trip.
This a very interesting request but it got my brain flowing with ideas. I hope you like it! @jessicagreyjoy. So sorry it took so long and the fact it won’t let me tag you.
When your youngest daughter, two years younger then Damian, who is now 18, said she had a boyfriend, it was a surprise to the family. She was the tomboyish girl your sons’ ever knew. Who ever this dude was he must have been ruff and tumble to keep up with your spitfire daughter. Oh and he was alright. He was the the best lineman to walk the halls of Gotham High School and as a Sophomore he was making major headway. This wasn’t a problem. No the problem was the fact this boy was the son of the Joker. Granted it wasn’t like he was raised by Joker. God no, you with the help of Ivy and Harley has help make sure Joker never found out about this kid. And he never did, but you three knew you couldn’t keep the truth about his father from him. So you told him. You never thought though that you daughter would fall for the son of Joker.
The family was shocked to their cores. Well most of them anyway. The boys looked upon their sister like they didn’t know her. Your husband stood there like a statue. You laughed nervously already knowing about the Joker son thing, and you were trying to figure out how to diffuse the going to go off bomb of a situation. And save your daughter for the hell that was about to be unleashed.
Batman:
He didn’t know what to say. How could not have know that the son of Joker was his daughter’s boyfriend. It was flooring him that he had no clue about any of it.
Batmom:
You knew about him alright, but you had no clue that your baby girl was dating him. When you spoked to him a couple weeks back, he said he finally asked this amazing, cool, and wonderful girl to be his girlfriend. You never did ask a name but in hindsight you should have.
Dick:
Was excited and pissed at the same time. He was happy his youngest sibling was happy with someone, but did it have to be the son of Joker. Dick had a temper there was no denying it. He temper flaired up pretty quick. Had Jason not placed his had his shoulder he would have snapped.
Jason:
Jason was keeping his cool surprising well. He wasn’t pissed at all. This kid wasn’t his father. And you can’t choose who your parents are. Until Jason got to know him he was going to keep his cool and threaten to kill purely because it his job as older brother.
Tim:
Timmy old boy took it kind hard. He was already tired and had to much caffeine in his system. That when he heard the news, he fainted onto the coach like a dramatic diva. Which granted Tim can be a bit of a diva from time to time.
Damian:
He didn’t take the the news that well. He went straight to the frist thing he brain thought of. Kill him, kill him now. Damian could tell if he wanted him gone because he was Joker’s son or if it was the fact that someone was dating his baby sister. Damian didn’t nor did he care he wanted the boy gone.
When kit said their kinda sister, kinda cousin that they grew up with, who was the kid of Harley and Ivy was maybe gonna come over, Jesse did not expect her to come in through the window 5 minutes later.
Kit was delighted. Absolutely, positively delighted. They’d told Jesse about Cherry before, of course, but Jesse had never actually met the other ‘Siren kid’ and Kit was excited.
If one more sibling comes to my school to sing under my clasroom’s window I am going to make their life hell
What happened?
Jay and Tim were high as a kite and came to my school just to sing something for me under the window when I was in biology class and my teacher said Addison tell your boyfriends to go home
Oh my gosh! Lol.
Kit you know as well as I do how I felt when my teacher said they are my boyfriends so please don’t laught
I know, I know. Just the fact that they ahowed up during class is hilarious. I sympathise with the situation though.
WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK
?????
THERES GOOD NEWS AND GOOD NEWS BUT IM VERY SHOCKED ABOUT IT
oh, good i was worried someone might’ve died again
GOOD NEWS: MURDER GRANDMA IS NOT ACTUALLY YOUR GRANDMA
GOOD NEWS: YOUR ACTUAL GRANDMA IS WONDER WOMAN
OH! FANTASTIC! GREAT NEWS! NOT EXACTLY SURE WHAT TO DO WITH THAT INFORMATION!! BUT ITS GREAT!!
YEP! I AM HALF AMAZON WHICH IS V COOL
IT IS!
do you get to go to their neat island now?
I think so!! I’ll ask mom
that’s so awesome!
if you do,, could you like,, take pictures of some of the architecture, since it’s,,, yknow, original ancient greek and roman design,,, that’s still almost completely intact?
Kiddo I’m gonna ask if I can take you and Pete withme
oh my god, seriously?
pete might be the science geek, but i’m a huge history nerd and i’ve always thought themyscira’s architecture were absolutely breathtaking especially with the waterfallsugh im excited now.
SHE SAID YES
GET YOUR THINGS IM TAKING YOU OUT OF SCHOOL FOR A WEEK WE’RE GOIN THE THEMYSCIRA
FUCK YEAHHHH
SHES BRINGING YOU ANOTHER PET TIGER, APPARENTLY
YES!! OH MY GOD YES!! OH! OH! MALE OR FEMALE??
FEMALE ALSO SHES COMING IN LIKE TEN MINUTES SO YOU MIGHT WANNA PACK FAST
OH SHIT OKAY, OKAY, IM PACKING LIKE A MADMAN RIGHT NOW
YOUR EMERGENCY BAG IS ON THE LOOSE FLOORBOARD UNDER YOUR NIGHTSTAND IF YOU NEED IT
WHERE THE FUCK IS THE SPIDER CHILD
OH SHIT YEAH EMERGENCY BAG!
AND I THOUGHT HE WAS AT NED’S?? IS HE NOT???
IM HERE IM HERE HOLD ON LEMME GET THROUGH MY WINDOW
me, being raised by an eco-terrorist, a clown themed supervillian with a psychiatric degree and a cat themed cat-burglar and spending the weekends with a billionaire, vigilante with an adoption problem.
And y'all didn’t expect me to end up as a member of the gotham rouges??? Seriously???
Andy’s breathing is ragged as she falls to the ground. Her vision is blurred, and she can taste metallic blood on their mouth. Their blood. Every breath she takes is pained and haggard, as she reaches for the god who’s made her this way.
Zeus.
Another lightning bolt sends waves of heat and pain shooting through her body. Her vision blurs again, this time with red as blood fills her eyes from the wound in her head. She won’t last long, she knows this.
The ground meets her faster than they expect. It’s cold and hard and unyielding. She can feel her energy draining out of her—or was that her life?
Requested by Anon - Saw that requests were open and I thought of a cute batfam imagine. Reader is a single mom with a newborn baby girl and surprises the boys by coming home for Christmas and Alfred helped decorate the living room and reader helped cook and basically spend her baby’s first Christmas with her family and Bruce and the boys get all emotional or something also Happy Christmas!
Author’s Note - This request came in on Christmas Day, so I thought I’d squeeze it in. Sorry, it’s late.
***
Alfred smiled, watching the boys and Cass set up the living room for the holidays. He didn’t get to decorating himself this year, but it was a good activity to keep the rest of the family busy and out of the kitchen while he prepared Christmas Eve dinner.
When he passed Bruce’s office, he paused to see Bruce inside with his face in his hands. He was holding the photo of you and your newborn baby girl that you had posted on social media a few days ago. It was a joyous occasion, the birth of his first grandchild. Of course instead of being happy, Bruce chose to sulk at the fact he didn’t even know you were pregnant. He also started investigating to find out who the father was when he found out you were going to be a single mother.
Alfred shook his head and kept walking toward the kitchen. He hoped Master Bruce didn’t ruin this new peace between you and the family. The phone rang once he was inside the kitchen. He picked it up quickly, smiling as he knew who it was. “Hello, Wayne residence?”
“Alfred, it’s me.” He smiled at the sound of your voice. “I was wondering if you could send someone to get us. My car broke down and now we’re at a gas station where we got towed to.” You sighed. Alfred frowned at the strain in your voice. “I know me showing up was supposed to be surprise, but I…well…I can’t really afford a ride there.”
“Of course, Miss (Y/N). What is the address?” He picked up a pen, writing it down as you told him. “Are you in a warm and safe place?”
The baby fussed softly on your end. “Yeah, we’re fine. I’m inside the gas station with a cup of hot chocolate.” You laughed softly. “Thank you, Alfred. I’ll see you soon.”
“I love you, Miss (Y/N). I’ll have one of the boys there soon.” He hung up the phone and left the kitchen to go the the main family room. The tree was up, and most were decorating the tree. Jason was sitting on the couch, watching them. Alfred smiled, coming over to place a hand on Jason’s shoulder. Jason tensed, sensing he was just volunteered for something. “Master Jason, come with me please.”
The others laughed. “Shut up.” Jason growled, getting to his feet and following Alfred out of the room. “What’s up, Alfie? Need my help in the kitchen?”
“No, Master Jason.” Alfred handed Jason the address. “Take one of the cars, go to this address and pick up something for me.”
Jason frowned, eyeing the address. “Okay? Can I take any car?”
“Anything is fine. Be back in an hour at the most.” Alfred shooed Jason away. “Call me if you have any questions.”
“Right.” Jason left. Alfred smiled before going into the kitchen. They’ll still be surprised, even if it wasn’t the way you and he originally planned.
***
Jason pulled into the gas station. He checked his phone on the dashboard. The address was right, but what did Alfred need from a gas station?
He parked the Audi in one of the parking spots outside and grabbed his phone. Frowning, he got out to look around.
“Jason?” He tensed, spinning to find you standing in the doorway of the gas station with a big smile on your face. “Hi.”
“(Y/N)?” A wave of pure joy washed over him as he ran to hug you. He spun you around, making you laugh. “Why are you here? Where’s my niece?”
“She’s inside.” You sighed once he set you down. “I was coming today as a surprise, but then my car broke down and we got stuck here.” He led you back inside when you shivered. Your baby was in her carrier, still fast asleep on the table you were sitting at while you waited.
Jason peeked inside at her. “Look at you, princess.” He whispered softly, touching her cheek. She turned her head, opening her mouth to try to find something to suck on. He chuckled. “She’s beautiful, (Y/N).”
“Thank you.” You glanced between them, sneaking a photo of the two with your phone.
Jason pulled himself away from her. “Give me your keys. I’ll move your stuff into my car while you two stay in here and keep warm.”
“You don’t have to do that,” you said, handing him your keys when he didn’t relent. “Thanks Jay. I honestly had no idea what we were going to do.”
“I got this.” He kissed your cheek. “I’ll come get you when I’m ready.” Jason was about to head out when you grab his hand. He turned to look, noting the panic, strained look in your eye. He knew that look well. “What?”
“There’s going to be a lot of stuff.” You blushed, your eyes on his forehead. “Just don’t judge me, okay?”
Jason snorted. “I’d never judge you.” He leaned over to kiss your cheek, squeezed your arm with his hand. “I got you now. Everything will be fine.”
“Thanks Jay.” You relaxed slightly. Jason led you over to take a seat before heading out to your car. It was an old, rusted piece of crap. He wondered how you even got this far in it. Inside was suitcases, boxes, and garbage bags. He sensed you coming for the holidays might be more than just a visit. Taking a deep breath, Jason pushed aside his curiosity and began to move your things into the Audi.
***
“Al, did you throw Jason out or something? I can’t find him,” Tim asked, poking his head into the kitchen. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of the delicious smells from inside.
“Master Jason is running an errand for me.” Alfred basted the turkey again and closed the oven. “He should be back in the next half an hour or so.”
Tim hummed, stepping inside the kitchen. He leaned against the counter, taking a carrot from the serving tray Alfred had out for them to snack on. “Bruce is still brooding.”
“He’ll snap out of it soon.” Alfred smiled when his back was turned to Tim.
“I don’t know if he will. He’s bothered by the fact (Y/N) had a baby by herself on top of trying to live on her own. I’m worried about her too.” Tim munched on another carrot. “I kept tabs on her. Her finances are in shambles.”
Alfred’s mouth went dry. Suddenly, it made sense. Maybe that’s why you reached out after three years of almost silence? Desperation. “Well, I imagine we’ll have to see for ourselves after the holidays.”
“I’m worried about the baby too. Bruce paid off her hospital bills, didn’t he? I heard he sent the hospital a check when he saw the photo on (Y/N)’s Instagram.” Tim took yet another carrot. Alfred turned. Tim had a furrow in his brow. “I’m scared for her, Alfred. It’s hard to be a single mother especially now days.”
Alfred reached over to pat Tim’s hand. “We’ll help her as much as we can.” He smiled when he heard Jason shouting that he was home with a Christmas present for everyone. “I believe Master Jason is home.”
Tim grinned, getting to his feet and jogging out of the room. Alfred paused to wash his hands. He frowned slightly as he wondered if what Tim had said was true. The few emails and calls you made to him over the years did sound like you were struggling slightly. Troublesome living situations, having multiple jobs at the same time. He did send you money a few times as well especially when you found out you were pregnant.
Alfred dried his hands and followed the noise to the main entryway. You were being hugged by Dick while Jason held your baby. Cass and Tim were peeking at her, cooing softly. Damian stood back with a scowl. “Miss (Y/N), I’m glad you made it.” Alfred opened his arms for you. Dick let you go and you ran to Alfred.
“I’m so happy to see you.” You held him tight, hiding your face in his shoulder like you used to do when you were younger. “Thank you for everything.”
“You’re welcome, Miss (Y/N), but you don’t need to thank us.” Alfred rubbed your back, feeling his shoulder dampen from your tears. “Collect yourself, Miss (Y/N).”
You sniffled, pulling away from him to wipe a few tears with your sleeve. “Sorry.” You smiled. “Do you want to meet your great-granddaughter?” You turned, taking your baby from Jason. The others followed you, still waiting to get a good look at her. Alfred took the baby into his arms, sighing at how beautiful she was.
“She looks so much like you, Miss (Y/N).” Alfred chuckled, rocking her gently.
“TT, she’s a Wayne. Of course, she looks like her.” Damian crossed his arms. You blinked at him before ruffling Damian’s hair. He gasped, batting your hand away. However, a hint of a smile pulled at his lips.
The baby slowly opened her eyes. Alfred smiled, seeing how beautiful they were. A little hand came out of the blanket she was wrapped in. Perfect little fingers and delicate fingernails. “Is Dad here?” you asked, wringing your hands.
“He’s in the study, brooding.” Dick chuckled, nudging your side as Cass gave you a hug. “You should probably go let him know you’re here. Otherwise, he’ll never come out.”
“Cool.” You bit your lip.
“I’ll watch over your daughter. Go talk to Master Bruce.” Alfred smiled, knowing you would be the only one to get Bruce out of the office and to join the rest of the family.
“Thanks Alfred.” You shared a look with your siblings. “If I’m not out in twenty minutes, send Titus to save me.” You winked at Damian before slipping out of the room.
“May I?” Cass held out her arms for the baby. Alfred smiled and handed her over. Cass gasped at her niece. cooing at her softly. Alfred glanced toward the direction you went, hoping your conversation with Bruce would go well.
***
You knocked on Bruce’s office door. Nerves ate at your stomach. Shame made you feel hollow inside. You never planned to have to come back to your father like this, but life happened.
“I’m not in the mood to be lectured, Alfred,” Bruce said inside.
You smiled sadly before opening the door. “It’s not Alfred.” You almost laughed when Bruce fell out of his chair at the sight of you. The one and only time you surprised him. “Hi Dad.”
“(Y/N).” Bruce got to his feet, staring at you in disbelief and worry. “How…why are you here?”
You bit your lip. Your heart pounded like a jackhammer. “I came for Christmas. Alfred said I’m always invited and I figured I should since I wanted everyone to meet my daughter.” You swallowed the rest of the reason. The fact you needed money and you were homeless. That you wanted your daughter’s first Christmas to be somewhere warm and safe with people that loved her.
Bruce’s lips twitched. You tensed, knowing you probably didn’t hide it as well as you thought. “I’m glad you’re here.” He slowly came to you, opening his arms. You felt a tear slid down your cheek as you ran into his arms. He hugged you tight and for the first time in a long time, you felt secure.
A sob slipped out of you. You buried your face in his shoulder. Bruce rubbed your back, humming to soothe you. “You’re okay. I’m here now,” he mumbled, rocking you gently.
“I’m so sorry.” You gasped, letting out all the stress and tears you held in for so long. “I didn’t mean what I said when I ran away.”
“I know.” Bruce kissed the top of your head. You sobbed hard, your entire body shaking. “I’m proud of you. You made your way on your own like you swore to me you would.”
A lump formed in your throat. “No, I didn’t.” You sniffled, looking up at you as you felt another wave of tears come. “I had to work three different jobs just to stay in a small room in a house with five roommates. Even then, I was barely making it. Then I made a mistake and got pregnant. They kicked me out of the house after she was born and I had to live in my car.” You pulled away from him to rub your eyes with your sleeves. “Then when I came here, my car broke down and I was so scared that someone would find out and take my baby away.”
Bruce blinked. “We’ll figure that out now.” He took your hand and led you to sit down on the couch. “You’re not in this alone, (Y/N). You never were.”
“I said I didn’t need you. That I wished you weren’t my father,” you coughed, choking slightly on your tears. “How could I dare come back to ask for something?”
Bruce hummed as he handed you a tissue. “Sweetheart, did you honestly think I wouldn’t help you? I’ve kept tabs on you, even paid off your hospital bill.” You flinched in surprise. Now it made sense why they haven’t called you about your first payment yet. A weight lifted off your back at the thought.
A loud cry came from somewhere in the house. You got to your feet. “I think she’s hungry. I better go.” Bruce stood with you.
“I’ll come with you. I’d like to meet my first grandchild.” He smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “You can stay here as long as you like, (Y/N). We have more than enough room.”
Fresh tears came to your eyes. Your hormones were still out of whack. “Thanks Dad.” The two of you left to follow the sound of your daughter’s cry.
***
“(Y/N), your stocking is still in here too,” Tim said, holding up the stocking you had since you were little. You smiled as you adjusted your daughter under the breastfeeding cover. The whole family was in the living room, snacking on cookies and veggies. Bruce sat on the couch with you, waiting for your daughter to finish eating so he could hold her again.
“Wow, I guess Alfred never did throw things away.” You laughed. Tim hung up your stocking on the mantle with the rest of the family’s.
Alfred clicked his tongue. “I guess we’re missing one member of the family now.” He reached into a bag and removed a brand new stocking with your daughter’s name on it. You gasped, tears filling your eyes again.
“Aww, thank you, Alfred.” You swallowed hard, glancing down at your daughter. She fell asleep with your nipple in her mouth. You moved her gently out from the cover and handed her to Bruce while you covered yourself.
“Cute.” Cass took it and hung it up with the rest. “Whole family.”
You smiled, glancing at Bruce to see him cooing softly to your daughter as he rocked her. Alfred secretly took a picture. You knew you would find it framed somewhere. “Alfred, can I help in the kitchen?” you asked when you saw him hand the camera to Tim to take more secretive pictures.
“Of course, Miss (Y/N).” Alfred nodded, gesturing for you to follow him.
“You got her, Dad?” you asked, glancing back at Bruce who’s eyes were only on his little granddaughter.
“I’m good.” Bruce looked back at you. “Don’t worry.” You nodded and left the room.
“Miss (Y/N), if you could start on the pie filling for my special blueberry pie.” Alfred moved to check the turkey in the oven again. You grinned, finding the bowls where they have always been.
It brought back memories of other Christmases where you and Alfred made blueberry pies. You were the only one to know the recipe since the others were always too busy to learn. “Of course.”
Alfred turned on the radio and the two of you worked silently. You finished the pie, sliding it into the oven as Alfred took the turkey out. “Can I help?” Dick asked as he peeked around the corner of the doorway.
“Set the table, Master Dick. Dinner should almost be ready,” Alfred said with a smile. You peeked at the turkey, the smell making your mouth water. It was a long way from the cans of cold beans you had been eating the last few days.
Alfred handed you a bowl of steamed vegetables. You smiled, going to join Dick in the dining room. “Hey sis.” Dick smirked at you as he carefully set plate mats down.
“Hey yourself.” You rolled your eyes as you set the vegetables down and moved to help him. “How have you been?”
“Good, considering.” Dick bit his lip, eyeing you. “I wish you would have called me if you were in so much trouble.”
You frowned, pausing with a stack of plates in your arms. Jason must have mention it to him. “I was trying to do it on my own, Dick. You know about that.”
“Yeah.” Dick gave you a half-smile. “But we made a pact to always look out for each other.”
You snorted. “That was when you were eleven and I was ten.”
“Still applies.” He reached over to squeeze your elbow. “Just remember I’m always a call away.”
You rolled your eyes, heart warmed by his words. “This goes both ways, you know. If you need me, I’ll be there.”
Dick nodded, letting his hair fall into his eyes. You set the plates down to brush it away. “For example, if I want cuddles from my niece, you better be there.”
“I’m sure I can make that work for you.” You laughed, hugging him tight. Dick hugged you back, lifting you up. “I missed you, Dick.”
“I missed you too.” You buried your face into his shoulder. “You guys have to stop making me cry.”
Dick laughed, spinning you around. “Can’t help that.”
“Careful with the dishes,” Alfred scolded with a smile as he came in with the bowl of mashed potatoes. You and Dick laughed, spinning faster. You couldn’t remember the last time you laughed so much.
***
Once dinner was done, most of the family left to go out into the city on patrol. You, Alfred, and Damian were the only ones left. Alfred and you wrapped presents on the living room floor while Damian stared at your daughter who was fast sleep in a portable sleeper Alfred had dug out of somewhere.
Alfred nudged your arm, nodding over to Damian. You smirked over at him. Everyone thought it was odd that Damian didn’t go on patrol with them. You sensed what he stayed for. “Damian, did you want to hold her?” You got to your feet and went over to sit next to him.
“TT,” he huffed, blushing slightly. You picked her up. She whined slightly before settling back down.
“Hold your arms like mine.” Damian copied you, sitting flat on the floor. “You have to support her head, and hold her close to your chest.” You handed Damian your daughter. He tensed when he felt the little life in his arms.
“I can feel her heartbeat.” Damian had a shadow of a smile on his lips.
You smiled and moved back to wrap another present. Damian held her stiffly for a while until eventually he started to rock her. Alfred sneaked a photo of the two. You shared a smile with him, pretending not to watch them. Damian held her until she woke up crying for another meal.
***
You headed upstairs with your daughter in your arms. “I have your old bedroom opened,” Alfred said, following you.
“Thanks Alfred,” you whispered as you walked down the hall toward your bedroom. It was next to Dick’s old room and across from Bruce’s. Inside was almost untouched except for the fresh sheets and the bassinet in the corner. “Wow, you left it the same.”
“Well except for a few additions.” Alfred moved over to the bassinet. You went over and gently laid your daughter down inside. “I’ll need more time to open up the nursery.”
“You don’t need to do that, Alfred.” You bit your lip. Guilt haunted you. Everyone was making such an effort for you. “This is enough.”
Alfred took your shoulders and turned you to face him. “Miss (Y/N), let us help you. This is your home. It is open to both of you.” Your lips trembled. Alfred pulled away before you cried again. Stupid hormones. “Now go to sleep.”
“Good night, Alfred.” You watched him go with a stray tear running down your cheek. The relief you felt was endless. No matter what your daughter was going to be taken care of in the best way possible.
***
“Wake up, (Y/N),” Jason whispered in your ear. You moaned, opening one eye to see your brother smirking at you in the bright morning light. “Breakfast is ready and there are presents downstairs.”
You turned to bury your face into your pillow. “Jay, my daughter was up three times last night, please let me sleep.”
Suddenly, your blankets were gone and you were scooped up into Jason’s arms. You shrieked, smacking his shoulder. Jason just laughed and carried you out the door. “Wait, my baby.” You reached back toward the room.
“Cass has her. She picked her up before I woke you up.” Jason carried you downstairs. You relaxed, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Then I forgive you.” You kissed his cheek. “Merry Christmas, Jay.”
“Merry Christmas, sis.” Jason brought you to the kitchen and sat you down at the breakfast table where the rest of the family was waiting. You searched for your daughter, relaxing when you saw Tim had her. “Can we eat now?” Jason asked, taking the seat next to you.
“Now we may.” Alfred set a giant plate of waffles in the center of the table. “Merry Christmas.”
Everyone dug in. You filled your plate and looked around the table. It felt so strange to be home, surrounded by family. You glanced at your daughter who was passed back to Bruce. He rocked her and met your eye. You smiled back at him, glad you took that chance to reconnect with him. Taking a bite from your plate, you sighed and were thankful for everything this family could give you and your daughter.
Honestly, my writing skills have probably deteriorated from the lack of writing lately but special shoutout to @half-superhero! Happiest of birthdays and I hope this was to your liking! I tried keeping it close to your request but everyone knows that I tend to stray far from what’s requested so I really do hope you enjoy this!
You wake up to the sound of barely hushed whispers of Roy… and your brothers? Your eyes widen in surprise when you realize, yes, those are your brothers whispering about with Roy! Groaning at how your sleep has been disturbed, you simply push the covers away from your body – thankful that you had the thought to put on some clothes before heading to bed last night – and stumble off the bed, heading to the living room.
“You guys are too noisy. Can’t a girl at least get some peace and quiet on her birthday?” You grumble as you lean against the doorframe, looking at Roy and Dick and Damian. Roy looks like a deer caught in headlight and Dick is looking at you sheepishly while Damian simply stares at you, crossing his arms at your words. “If this is about surprising me, you know I don’t really want any surprise, right? Just a nice lunch or dinner with all of my brothers present would be nice.” You stare at Dick who clears his throat and nods his head.
Roy gets up from the couch and heads over to you, wrapping his arms around you. You lean against his chest, pushing your nose to his neck, breathing in his scent. Roy and you have been dating for a while now and honestly, pursuing him and convincing him that he was good for you and you for him had been one of the best decisions you have ever made to date.
He presses a kiss to your temple and a smile appears on your face as you look at him. “Happy birthday, Y/N.” Roy stares at you with so much love that your cheeks start to blush and the smile on your face widens. “I’ll give you your present later okay?” He whispers, placing a kiss on your lips and you wound your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, deeper.
“Tt.” Damian rolls his eyes. “I think this is our cue to leave the apartment, Grayson.” He points out, looking at Dick. Dick chuckles, nodding his head, glancing at Roy and you.
You pull back from the lack of air and stare at your brothers. “I’ll see the two of you later for lunch?” Glancing at the clock, you still have about four hours before lunch, giving you ample time to just laze around.
Dick nods his head. “Alfred’s making all of your favorites so don’t be late. And I’m saying this to you, Roy. Make sure Y/N gets to the manor on time.” You pull away from Roy and head over to where Dick is to give your big brother a big hug, pulling an unwilling Damian into the hug as well.
“Happy birthday, Sister. I wish today be as what you expect it to be.” Damian tells you once you release him from the hug and you had to resist the urge to hug him once again because knowing Damian, he might avoid you for the rest of the day and you definitely did not want that! He has yet gotten used to your displays of affections.
After exchanging a few more words with Dick and Damian, the two of them left your apartment and you turn to Roy who is still staring at you. You furrow your eyebrows. “What?”
Roy chuckles under his breath and shakes his head. “Nothing.” He pulls you over to him and wrap his arms around you. “Do you want breakfast in bed or should we go out for pancakes?”
Your eyes light up at his suggestion. “Oh, can we go have pancakes? Please, Roy?”
Roy chuckles, nodding his head. “Somehow I knew you were going to say you want pancakes so get your butt in the toilet and shower. I made reservations!” Squealing at his words, you give Roy a quick kiss and rush to the toilet.
Your breakfast date with Roy had been an amazing one! Roy managed to surprise you with your favorite flowers, chocolates and even got you a pair of tickets to this concert you have been wanting to watch – it also happened to be the same concert you couldn’t manage to get a ticket to! – and you honestly thought nothing could make you happier. That was until you reached The Manor.
The living room was nicely decorated – there were photos from when you were a tiny baby to your toddler years to your early teens, so on and so forth, hanging on the walls from the living room all the way to the dining room. You knew Alfred liked taking photos of everyone (for memories’ sake) but it was really a surprise to see just how much love you received from everyone you are surrounded with. There were even photos of Roy and you and as soon as you got to the dining room, a chorus of “SURPRISE!” greeted you.
The tears that you had been struggling to hold back finally fell when you realize that not only is Jason present and not about to throw a threat or two, Barbara, Cass and Duke are all present as well. Stephanie is beside Tim and Bruce has a small smile on his face. Roy nudges you slightly when he realized that you had stopped walking.
“Come on, Y/N.” He pulls you in the dining room. You hastily wipe away the tears, not wanting to cry anymore on your birthday! The first one to greet you had been your dad, Bruce.
He smiles at you so warmly and suddenly, you feel as if you were still that small girl, trailing after Bruce and Dick. He gives you a hug, one that you melted right into and hugged him just as tight. “Happy birthday, Y/N. Your present is being delivered to your apartment right as we speak.” He mentions, and you grin at him, wondering what your dad had gotten you.
“Quite hogging her, Old man!” Jason grumbles as he steps up right behind Bruce. Bruce merely chuckles and releases you from his hug, stepping away to give Jason some time with you. He ruffles your hair and you laugh, not even caring at how Jason is easily messing up your hair. “Is Harper treating you alright?” Jason glances at your boyfriend and you grin, nodding your head.
“Roy treats me with respect and love, Jay. I am so lucky to be with him.” You tell him earnestly and Jason nods his head. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a really nicely made bracelet. “I made this for you.” He places the bracelet on your hand. “Try not to break it, okay?” He teases you, knowing how often you lose your jewelries or break them in frustration.
Before you could even form a reply, Alfred walks into the dining room with a two-tiered cake and this also almost made you cry once more. The cake was beautifully decorated, and you can see from how messy it was, your family definitely had a hand in decorating it too. When Alfred brought the cake closer to you, you almost choked on your breath because of the wordings on the cake.
With teary eyes, you turned to look at Roy only to find him holding up the ring that was missing from the velvet box perched on top of the cake. Roy looks at you. “Y/N, I’m really bad with words and I had a speech prepared and all, but I just can’t remember any of it right now so I’m just going to go at this.” He swallows nervously. “Will you marry me?”
