Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *sulking*
Bruce: *reading the business section of the Gotham Gazette*
Alfred: *taking Tim’s groggy face out of a cup of coffee he was trying to drink*
Jason: *cooking waffles while whistling an 80’s tune*
Damian: *doing one-finger push-ups with Alfred the Cat on his back*
Dick: I know I’m the only one in this house who actually drinks milk, but would it kill any of you to make sure it’s actually on the grocery list?
Red Robin: *watches on the Batcomputer as a fight breaks out between Nightwing, Red Hood, and Robin, and Black Mask’s men after a negotiation gone awry*
Red Robin: *sighs*
Red Robin: *puts on his cowl and revs his motorcycle*
Red Robin: If I had a dollar for every mess this family’s gotten me into…
You’d be the CEO of Wayne Enterprises, Timmy! Oh, wait.
Cue heavy rainfall and dramatic lighting…
Red Hood: You are beyond pathetic, Dick!
Nightwing: Who’s more pathetic? The one who sees hope to make our family whole? Or the coward who can only see the world through his own fear?
Batman: *enters the Batcave, half-naked in a singed and tattered Batsuit*
Batman: *heads directly to the Batcomputer, limping, dripping blood on the ground*
Nightwing:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Alfred:
Red Hood: Did you get in a tickle fight with Edward Scissorhands?
Nightwing, Red Robin, and Robin: *squabbling after a mission gone awry*
Red Hood: What’s done is done! *slams fist on the table*
Nightwing, Red Robin, and Robin:
Red Hood: All that matters now, all that’s ever mattered, is that we’re together.
Red Hood: So, shut up and drink your beer.
Cue Nightwing bringing out two juice boxes.
We all have that one brother…
Nightwing: *redialling Red Hood’s number for the sixteenth time in a row* Why isn’t he picking up?
Red Robin: Because he’s a jerk. Not breaking news.
Dick [to the Batfamily]: We know Bruce Wayne isn’t going to win any “No. 1 Dad” awards, but damn if he wasn’t there when we needed him.
Jason: …
He tried, Jay. (But the fans did vote.)
At a Wayne Charity Foundation gala…
Dick: What, are you allergic to a suit?
Jason: Nah. I just look good in a leather jacket.
And this is the story of why the Red Hood was grounded from patrol by Alfred until he had himself fitted for a pl"proper" suit.
In my mind, Dick, Jason, and Tim try to give Damian a second chance at childhood even though they didn’t necessarily have great ones themselves.
Reading him bedtime stories. Attending his tea parties with his pets. Teaching him the basics of sports. Even the occasional noogies and wedgies.
They’re trying to pay forward some of the things that Bruce has done for them while they were growing up because Bruce isn’t a perfect father and still struggles to be one for Damian, too.
On his first night at Wayne Manor…
Dear Diary,
Tomorrow will be different. It has to be.
I will smile and it will be believable. My smile will say, “I’m fine. Thank you. Yes. Much better”.
I will no longer be the boy who lost his parents. I will start fresh. Be someone new. It’s the only way I’ll make it through.
– Dick
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