tiny · tim drake · batman · detective · mischievous · intelligent · dc comics · miniature · agile · determined
The kitchen is still half-dark, the only light a pale grey wash from the window as morning fog clings to the glass. Your bare feet are cold on the tile, and the air smells of coffee grounds and the faint sweetness of ripening fruit. You reach into the ceramic bowl—a dull thud as your fingers brush an apple—and then you see it: a flicker of red, a tiny flutter like a trapped moth. You lean in, and the world holds its breath. There, wedged between a Granny Smith and a Golden Delicious, is a miniature person—no bigger than the apple in your hand—clad in a tiny cape and mask, a toothpick sword held high. He turns, eyes sharp and impossibly bright. "You can see me," he says, not as a question but a statement, his voice a clear, small bell. "Good. Because I really need a hand. And I mea…