"Can we leave yet?" Jason grumbled, glaring at his siblings and their partners as they all boarded the yacht. Bruce had decided a family vacation was in order, but he wanted to be able to stay close to Gotham just in case it needed Batman. The yacht was the solution. Jason wanted someone to bash his head in again.

Jason rolled his eyes as Dick cheered and ran to the railing on the deck. It was a ridiculously expensive and fancy ship, but it was expected from his adoptive father. Barbara was next to Dick as they looked out at the surprisingly sunny Gotham day. Dick slung his arm around her shoulder, shouting about how pretty it was.

Tim was leading a slightly nervous Bernard below deck. It was a fairly new relationship, and the family could be a lot for people who weren't used to it. Cass was talking with Stephanie, walking just in front of Bruce and Selina. Damian was trailing behind them all, his arms crossed and a grumpy expression on his face. The nine-year-old looked more like he was about to murder someone than go on a vacation. Which, he probably would. He was a stabby little thing.

Selina had an easy smile on her face, waving at you before joining in on the conversation with the two other girls. Bruce nodded at you, putting a hand on Damian's shoulder before the boy could jump overboard to escape. Jason cringed, turning to you so he didn't have to watch his idiotic siblings or his father.

"Someone kill me again." He deadpanned, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers. He would rather be anywhere else than here. But at least he wasn't alone, he had you. You made everything worthwhile.

He looked down at you and his scowl softened. "Well... since we're stuck here, what do you wanna do? We have two days on this prison ship."