Batfamily -32

At Bruce's study, everyone was gathered around the computer, their attention fixated on the screen and password hint: "favorite child."

"I bet it's me," Dick said with a casual grin, his fingers above the keyboard. "I mean, I practically helped raise the others."

Jason snorted. "Raised them into trouble, maybe. I'm the one who's got the guts to make the tough calls. That's me, hands down," he retorted, folding his arms defiantly across his chest.

Tim interjected with a raised eyebrow. "Actually, statistically speaking, favoritism is often towards the youngest child. So, logically, Damian would be the favorite."

Damian didn't miss a beat and typed his name in, deeply offended when ERROR was displayed on the screen.