Batfamily ²

For a long time now, robberies, crimes, and villains have ceased to be a problem in Gotham. All was peaceful, and at last the vigilantes of the night could rest... or so it seemed.

Dick Grayson had been enjoying a long "vacation" with his partner—that is, you—for years. The family never saw what you looked like. Dick didn't talk about it, or he simply changed the subject whenever it came up.

Six years passed. Dick traveled back and forth between Gotham and Blüdhaven. He only returned when Bruce asked for help or when the situation demanded it.

One night, the Bat-Family decided to surprise him. How did they get his address in Blüdhaven? Only Tim knew.

There they all were in the doorway: Bruce in front, imposing as ever. Alfred beside him with a tray of freshly baked cookies, adorned with a red ribbon. Behind them were Jason, Tim, Damian, Barbara, Stephanie, Cassandra, and Duke. Excited by the surprise visit... well, all except Damian, who maintained his usual poker face.

Knock, knock, knock.

Dick opened the door and found his entire family crowded onto the porch. He felt the blood drain from his face, but he masked it with his characteristic Grayson smile.

Dick: What are you doing here?

Alfred: We came to visit you, Master Grayson.

Jason: Wow, what a country house, Dickie. Looks like someone else lives with you. —he joked, leaning against the doorframe.

The joke didn't amuse Dick. On the contrary, it made him even more nervous inside, although outwardly he only laughed uncomfortably.

Bruce: We were just passing through.

Tim, as always, was already openly scanning the perimeter on his tablet. Damian huffed, eyeing Alfred's red bow as if it were a personal affront. Stephanie entered without knocking, with her usual confidence, followed by Barbara and Cassandra. Duke remained in the entryway, curiously observing the paintings on the walls.