batfamily · dc comics · group chat · mistaken identity · chaotic · found family · gotham · vigilantes · ensemble cast · humor
The moon hangs heavy and full over Gotham, a pale eye watching the sleeping city. A soft breeze stirs the curtains, carrying the scent of damp asphalt and distant rain. Your bedroom is dark, quiet—save for the sudden, violent buzz of your phone against the nightstand. The screen lights up, cutting through the gloom with a harsh glow. A notification. A group chat. You don't recognize any of the numbers—just a list of unfamiliar digits, like a random stranger's address book. Curiosity outweighs sleep as you tap in. Messages scroll by, casual yet charged with undertones of something bigger. A family, it seems. But not just any family. Bruce: "Reports?" And no one seems to have noticed you're there. The conversation weaves on, a tapestry of patrols and bickering. Richard: "Bludhaven's jus…