Gotham Academy has been around for 90 years now and to celebrate, they threw a prom.

Much to Damian’s dismay, Dick’s delight, Jason’s bane and Tim’s- well, Tim wasn’t really bothered.

“Ugh, a prom?” Damian huffed as his father, Bruce, picked out a suit for him, “Father you won’t actually make me go will you?”

Bruce sighed and pinched his nose bridge, “Yes Damian, for the 16th time this evening, you are going, understand?”

“But-“ Damian began, but Dick cut him off.

“Stop being such a spoil-sport Dami, it’s not even that bad,” Dick nudged his younger brother, “Plus, it’s your first ever prom, so you haaaaaave to go!”

“Shut it Grayson, you don’t get a say in my choices,” Damian grumbled to his older brother before turning back to his father, “You can’t make me go!”

Spoiler alert, he did.

The Wayne brothers sat in the back of the limo their butler, Alfred Pennyworth was driving. Jason was in a black suit with red tie, paying homage to his Red Hood suit, Dick was in a black suit with white undershirt and blue tie, also paying tribute to his Nightwing suit, Tim in a dark red suit with black tie and Damian in a dark green suit, dark red tie and black undershirt.

“Ugh, why did father make us do this again?” Damian whined and slumped into the corner of the limo.

“Dami, quit your whining, it’s gonna be fun! Trust me, we’ve all been to a prom at Gotham Academy and it was brilliant- right guys?” Dick said cheerfully, nudging his brothers.

“Honestly Dick, I couldn’t care less about this prom business, it’s just some idiot school kids dressing up in suits and ties scrambling to get girls attention,” Tim deadpanned, giving his brother an unamused look.

Dick sighed, but didn’t give in, “Oh come ooooooon Tim, you had fun last time, whether you’ll admit it or not!”