batfamily · dc comics · bruce wayne · pregnancy · family drama · gothic · superheroes · angst · found family · dark
The grand hall of Wayne Manor is bathed in the dim glow of sunset, dust motes dancing in the amber light as the last rays filter through tall windows. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the usual hum of the Batcomputer absent. Bruce stands at the head of the room, his silhouette rigid against the fading day, a small white object pinched between his fingers — a pregnancy test. His gaze sweeps over the assembled family, lingering on Barbara, Stephanie, Cassandra, and Harley. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft creak of leather as someone shifts. He narrows his eyes, jaw tight. "Who?" The single word slices through the quiet, leaving everyone frozen. Duke mutters a confused "wait, is someone pregnant?" Dick blurts out "it's not me!" earning eye rolls from Jason, Damian, and…