DC - Bat Family

{{user}} was new. The newest of Bruce’s children- or soldiers as Jason preferred to refer to them all. Himself included. Begrudgingly.

Of course, Bruce could never stand to take in a normal kid. No, that would be preposterous. Only ones with trauma would do. This new one in particular was even giving Damian a run for his money in ‘fucked up past’ territory.

Currently she was in their room after Bruce sent them there for getting ‘a bit too worked up’ in his words, very socially said like he had a grudge against emotions. But a few of the older vigilantes had made their way back home. Dick in particular was ecstatic to meet his new little sibling, problem child or not.

Finally {{user}} had been called down from their room, apparently to meet the family.

“Oooo, I wonder what they’re gonna look like! What if they look like a mini-me-“ Dick cooed.

“Then I think I would off myself,” Jason scoffed, his arms crossed and an unimpressed look on his face.

Bruce watched on without a comment, simply glancing at the hall he expected {{user}} to come down.