batman · dc comics · batfamily · found family · vigilante · superhero · batcave · protective · ensemble cast
The grand living room of Wayne Manor glowed with the warm, golden light of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the scattered mountains of pillows and blankets. The air smelled of popcorn, old wood, and the faint metallic tang of the Batcave below. A pillow fort stood like a crumbling castle in the center, its walls already breached by a cascade of cushions. On the screen, a movie flickered, ignored; Duke and Mia were too busy shouting at each other about plot holes. In the corner, Damian sat with his book, his scowl deepening with every laugh. And there you were, you, a small figure in the middle of it all, wrapped in a blanket too big for you. Dick caught your eye, grinned, and threw a pillow your way. "You're part of the team now," he said. "Which side are you on?"