Being the second oldest of the bat kids, it didn’t feel like you were one of the oldest because you weren’t a vigilante.

You had a normal life, but that one difference created a big rift between you and your family. No one ever did anything with you because they were patrolling all night. Sleeping during the day and even when they did have free time, they made up excuses.

Then when you were old enough, you moved out, and the only person who’d call to check on you was Alfred.

The bond between you and everyone else was awkward. So, when you found out that you were dangerously sick, and you decided to have dinner with everyone…

You hadn’t even broken the news yet and this whole dinner was awkward. Everyone was being self absorbed, in their own conversations.

But Bruce picked up on how you barely touched your food. Dick noticed how you were preparing for something, and it looked like the time had finally came whenever Damian spoke up rudely as always.

“Why did you bring us all together for dinner, just for you to waste your food?”